My Platinum-Blonde Childhood Friend is Too Pretty - Chapter 90

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◈ My Platinum-Blonde Childhood Friend Is Too Pretty ◈

Chapter 90: 34. Boyfriend Out, Girlfriend Home Alone -2

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Not even two months had passed since she moved here, yet this place already felt more familiar to her than her childhood home. Hers and Do-yoon's home.

The childhood friend, the boyfriend, who had always been at her side from the moment she opened her eyes each morning until she fell asleep at night. She wasn't going to be able to see him until the evening after next.

"......"

The warmth of his arms around her before he left, the feeling of his lips on hers, the marks he'd left on her body through the night. All of it still vivid.

His voice still lingered faintly at her ear from just a few minutes ago.

And yet Lee Do-yoon was not here.

It was deeply, completely boring.

-flump

Elli let her body drop lifelessly onto the sofa. Through her light clothing she felt damp patches here and there against her skin.

Three days of tangling together everywhere had left a few traces of their intimacy on the sofa too, and she hadn't gotten around to cleaning yet since they'd been pressed up against each other until this very morning.

Yesterday, she had been the one who'd pushed Do-yoon to stop worrying about cleaning and just focus on her.

Thanks to that, all the way until dawn... no, until she finally pulled herself out of his arms in the morning, Elli had been happy.

The problem was that right now, in this moment, the hollow feeling inside her was more than double the happiness had been.

"When is Do-yoon coming back..."

Barely thirty minutes had passed since Do-yoon walked out the door, and already Elli was grumbling out loud to no one.

She missed him.

The boyfriend who had always been at her side since they were little.

The boyfriend who always smiled warmly and took it in stride no matter how unreasonable she was, no matter how irritated she got.

The boyfriend who buried his face in her chest at night like a little kid and just loved it there.

Her beloved boyfriend, with his solid, steady body, who gave her pleasure and happiness from above her.

Do-yoon.

"...I really shouldn't have let him go."

She missed him too much.

* * *

She had no desire to do anything, but Elli pushed herself anyway.

She'd made up her mind to live as Do-yoon's full-time housewife, and as a housewife-in-training she couldn't just leave the place in this state.

Changing the sheets, doing the laundry, tidying up.

Even while she cleaned, Elli never once let her phone leave her body.

She was never usually far from her phone except when she was with Do-yoon, but right now she was holding it even when it got in the way during cleaning.

Because.

-bzzt!

Her beloved boyfriend was sending her a message whenever he got even a spare moment.

[ Do-yoon: almost at the condo ]

[ Do-yoon: (photo) ]

[ Do-yoon: the ocean is so pretty lol ]

[ Do-yoon: should've come here with you first... let's finish our licenses when I'm back and rent a car and go together before the semester starts ]

[ Do-yoon: they said we're getting off soon so I'll text again later! ]

Just a few lines of text and her heart felt warm. And because it was just a few lines, she felt the ache of wanting more.

"...Hmph."

Part of her was sulky about it.

"You're seeing the ocean this year with everyone else before me? You're dead when you get back."

She knew it was unreasonable even by her own standards, but Elli muttered it out loud anyway.

She found herself smiling softly at how happy he seemed, while at the same time feeling a strange little pang that he didn't seem as lonely as she was.

She pushed it aside and got back to cleaning.

"Done."

By a little past noon, the housework was more or less finished.

After hanging up the last load of laundry, Elli went back to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.

This morning she and her childhood friend had still been here, wrapped around each other in barely anything at all.

Laid on top of the bed was a single white t-shirt.

It was the one Do-yoon had been sleeping in, still carrying his scent. That one shirt was the only thing she hadn't put in the wash.

"......"

She didn't think too hard about why she'd left it out.

She simply picked it up carefully and.

"sniff... haah..."

Pressed her face into it and breathed in the faint trace of her boyfriend's scent that still clung to the fabric.

She knew this was a little unhinged, but Elli let instinct and longing have their way.

It wasn't the kind of longing that could be satisfied by something this small.

"Why did you leave me alone... this is so annoying... hff..."

Still, burying herself in his scent while complaining out loud made the loneliness ease just a little.

And her body began to warm, slowly.

The memories of their nights together, briefly forgotten during the housework, came drifting back one by one, stirred up by this damp and slightly unhinged little act.

-flump

She let herself fall back onto the bed, face still pressed into the t-shirt.

"Haah... Do-yoon..."

She called his name in a forlorn little voice.

Lying there like this, somehow it overlapped with the feeling of those moments when they were tangled together.

So Elli.

-slowly...

"Mm..."

Moved her hand down.

And comforted herself, touching her own body.

Filling her head with thoughts of her beloved boyfriend, with the memory of what it felt like when they were together.

Until the heat ebbed away.

For a long while.

* * *

Evening came.

Do-yoon had kept texting her steadily throughout the day. Before the drinking started he had even video called so she got to see his face for a little while.

It had only been about twelve hours apart. Just that. And yet Elli had been genuinely glad to see his face, even through a screen.

But the moment the call ended, the loneliness came washing back.

With no will left to do anything, she lay quietly in bed in her pajamas, in a room that had gone dark even though the evening was still early since the lights were off, and stared endlessly at her phone.

[ Do-yoon: looks like we're about to start drinking ]

[ Do-yoon: (photo) ]

[ Do-yoon: insane right? there's SO much alcohol lol ]

[ Me: drink in moderation ]

[ Do-yoon: I will ]

[ Do-yoon: gonna drink whatever people hand me and then just switch to cola ]

[ Do-yoon: honestly cola tastes way better anyway ]

[ Me: okay ]

[ Me: even if you don't get drunk easily don't overdo it ]

[ Me: and watch out for anyone who gets clingy when they're wasted ]

[ Do-yoon: like you? ]

[ Me: -- ]

[ Do-yoon: sorry heh ]

[ Me: you think that's funny? ]

[ Do-yoon: sorry ]

[ Me: wait, are you actually being serious right now? want to die? ]

[ Do-yoon: I love you haha ]

When texts were coming in she stretched every exchange as long as she could.

When the messages went quiet, she went into her photo gallery and looked through the hundreds of photos the two of them had taken together, one by one.

Ordinary couple photos. Photos of them wrapped around each other in some heated moment. And some slightly spicy bed shots.

Going further back, she soothed herself by scrolling through childhood photos saved in the cloud.

"...Cute."

In Elli's eyes Do-yoon had always been cute. Back when they were little, and even more so now.

His warm smile and his naturally easygoing, gentle personality always struck her as adorable.

She wanted to be his princess, and the reason she kept ending up being the one who pounced on him probably had everything to do with that. She simply couldn't hold back when faced with that cuteness.

"Even though at night he's... a little cool..."

At least recently, when they were together at night, Do-yoon had been trying to show her a more masculine side of himself, not backing down.

It was cool.

She was glad he wanted to show that part of himself to her.

Though it didn't exactly mean she was sitting still and behaving like a princess either, and every time it ended up with both of them going at each other like animals.

Anyway.

That boyfriend of hers was not beside her right now. He had promised to always be there, and he wasn't.

So.

Elli lay there in a daze, staring at her phone.

"...Should I just get pregnant?"

The words slipped out before she could stop them.

Even now, sometimes that wish would surface and lead them to playing close to the edge. But in the end they never actually crossed that line.

The thing was.

If just two nights and three days apart felt like this.

What would happen when Do-yoon went to the military?

"......"

The fact that her sweet boyfriend could be enlisting in as little as a year from now was something Elli truly did not want to think about.

It wasn't just about how you could text and video call every day now that phones were allowed. That wasn't the point.

At the end of it all, not having him next to her meant being lonely and empty. That never changed.

And on top of that, if something happened to him in the military, what came after that was something she couldn't even imagine without her whole body recoiling.

So Elli, as the evening deepened and she hadn't eaten anything.

[ Do-yoon: my classmates want to say hi to you, would a video call be okay? ]

[ Me: not now ]

[ Me: do it tomorrow ]

[ Me: I'm a mess right now ]

[ Do-yoon: okay ]

[ Me: call me when you're alone ]

[ Me: make sure you do ]

[ Me: if you don't before you go to sleep I'll kill you ]

[ Do-yoon: I'll definitely call ]

[ Do-yoon: should we do a virtual Bisou over video call later? ]

[ Do-yoon: mwah ]

[ Do-yoon: haha ]

[ Me: absolutely yes ]

She sat texting back and forth, lost in thought.

'His mom could actually be persuaded. Something like, the military's already dangerous, wouldn't it be better to have a baby so he can get assigned close to home... yeah. That would land. And then his dad and my dad...'

How to convince their parents. That was what she was thinking about.

She wasn't sure if she'd actually bring it up, but in this moment of running through persuasion simulations in her head, she was dead serious.

'He's mine, so why does the country get to take him? Absolutely not.'

Grounded in a selfish, possessive desire to keep him all to herself.

To hold Do-yoon close and not let him go anywhere.

She laid out a plan, one that might stay a fantasy or might actually come to pass. She wasn't sure which yet.

* * *

The next day.

Day two of freshman orientation camp.

I woke up early and stepped out onto the condo terrace. I had a lingering hangover and my head felt a little foggy.

"Ugh, cold."

Even in my padding jacket, the chilly sea breeze cut right through to the bone. I video called Elli.

-ring ring... beep!

"Did you wake up?"

She picked up right away like she'd been waiting.

The Elli on the other side of the screen was still in her pajamas, but her face was already done up with light makeup.

Even without any of that she was pretty, but there she was, even more beautiful than usual, giving me a small smile through the phone screen.

The moment I saw her, the last of my sleepiness vanished and everything felt warm.

The drinking session with my classmates last night had been fun, but it was nothing compared to time spent with Elli.

She was the kind of girlfriend who could make me feel all of this just from seeing her through a screen.

"Don't skip breakfast. Did you take a hangover patch yesterday?"

"I took one just in case. I do think it helped, my stomach feels a lot better."

"Good. Don't forget to take one today too."

"Yeah."

A short time passed, but a happy one, just looking at her face and listening to her voice.

"mwah..."

"mwah."

"I know this isn't enough. Come back tomorrow and make up for what we've missed."

"The second I get back I'll kiss you all day. Okay, I should go wash up soon. I'll text again later. You make sure to eat breakfast too, something good."

"Yeah."

-click

We exchanged virtual Bisou and said goodbye.

As a smile naturally spread across my lips, I turned to head back into the warm room, and.

"......"

Through the glass of the terrace door.

The classmates who had slept in the same room as me, guys who looked like absolute zombies from how much they'd drunk the night before, were all pressed up against the sliding door, staring right at me.

Hm.

Did they hear all of that?

A little embarrassing.

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