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◈ My Platinum-Blonde Childhood Friend Is Too Pretty ◈

Chapter 96: 37. My Platinum-Blonde Girlfriend Who Likes Drinking

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University life was fun and busy at the same time.

The excitement of being a freshman hadn't worn off yet, but the coursework had its own standards, and since most of the people around me had actually studied hard to get in, the atmosphere naturally tightened up when it needed to.

Sure, a few classmates leaned hard into the newfound freedom and played more than anything else, but they weren't a large number.

And even those friends, once assignments came in, almost none of them completely checked out.

Like right now, with Seong-jun sitting beside me in the study cafe near campus, both of us hunched over our laptops late into the night.

"God, I really don't want to do this..."

"You've still got to. The seniors say assignments are going to start piling up one after another from here on."

"I know... gotta do it..."

-tap, tap, tap

It was already late March. April was right around the corner, but Seong-jun had been going out drinking every single day without fail, which was probably why he sat there with the face of a dying man, trying to focus on his assignment.

Apparently there was talk of a blind group date going around, and he was deep in schmoozing mode over it.

He'd actually messaged me about that group date too. For whatever reason, asking me to just fill a seat. I turned it down flat.

The moment Elli caught a glimpse of that message standing right next to me, the classmate who'd quietly floated the invite found their number on her blacklist.

Well, they'd all worked hard to get into university, so it made sense to enjoy things like group dates while they could. You might actually meet someone good that way.

It wasn't like anyone was completely neglecting their studies either. Seong-jun and the others were here with me at this late hour, genuinely grinding through their assignments.

-tap, tap, clack!

"That's about as good as it's going to get..."

"You done?"

"Roughly finished, I think. I'll head out first."

"Go ahead. I'll stay a little longer and then head back."

"Must be nice living in the dorms. You can get back in no time."

"Nice? Are you kidding me. The curfew is a nightmare."

With my assignment wrapped up well enough, I packed up my things. On the way out I said goodbye to the other classmates who'd gathered to work alongside us.

"Wait, Lee Do-yoon, you're leaving?"

"Leaving~"

"See you tomor... oh right, Lee Do-yoon has a free day tomorrow. You put together the sweetest schedule, seriously."

"Life really is a luck-stat-dump game... I don't have a single free period, and on top of that I've got two-hour gaps before and after lunch on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday."

"Mine's worse. I've got exactly one lecture on Friday at four and nothing else all day..."

"I did get a little lucky with mine."

We traded small talk as I carefully slipped my laptop into my bag. It was originally Elli's, but I'd been carrying it around for classes and assignments. Elli used my desktop at home whenever she needed a computer.

Once I'd gathered everything and was about to leave, Seong-jun stretched with a groan and looked over at me.

"Ugh... hey, by the way, was it actually okay to work here? Your girlfriend's not going to be mad you didn't come home sooner, is she? I'd feel bad if I was the one holding you up."

I'd originally planned to work at home, but when Seong-jun suggested meeting at the study cafe, I went along with it.

I'd obviously stayed because I was fine with it, but I still appreciated him worrying. So I smiled and answered honestly.

"It's fine. She doesn't really say anything when I'm home late because of university stuff."

"Oh yeah? That's a relief."

"When I come home late after class, she just hugs me and says I worked hard. Probably going to be the same tonight."

"...Did you really have to tell me all that?"

"Ah, sorry. Too much info?"

"Just go already..."

"Take care~"

* * *

I didn't take any detours on the way back. The moment I got home, Elli was already waiting by the front door, having gotten my text ahead of time.

"I'm home."

"Welcome back... smooch."

Elli pulled me into a hug around the neck right away. And because I'd come home later than usual tonight, she charged herself up with an especially long kiss.

Boldly coiling her tongue around mine, letting it slide in slow and slick.

After the kiss she took my jacket and pointed toward the bathroom.

"Go wash up right now. I left clean clothes out in front."

"Thanks."

I headed straight to the bathroom at her prompting. Naturally, Elli followed right behind me.

Outside the bathroom there were not only clothes for me to change into, but Elli's as well, already set out.

While I undressed to shower, Elli undressed beside me.

"Are we showering together again today?"

"Obviously. Do you not want me to? Want to die?"

"No, I like it."

"Hmph."

"Something I always think about, though. It's a little unfortunate we don't have a bathtub. That would've been even better."

"It would be nice, but it'd be a hassle. You'd have to clean it all the time."

"If we move someplace with a bathtub later, I'll handle all the cleaning, I promise."

"Hmm..."

"You know I've never lied to you, right? Leave it all to me. Should I just do all the regular cleaning too?"

"Don't bother. Just get in."

We talked like it was simply a given that we'd still be together years from now. I wrapped an arm around Elli's waist as she stood there completely bare, and we stepped into the bathroom together.

Elli loved showering with me. To the point where, ever since we'd started living here on our own, I couldn't think of a single time she'd ever showered alone at home.

She loved taking the shower towel in her hands and washing every inch of my body, and she loved it just as much when I washed every inch of hers.

And naturally, things progressed from there.

When you're both bare and washing each other in all the intimate places, there's no holding back the heat that builds up.

Which was why there was always a box of condoms on hand in our bathroom.

We finished a shower that eased the tiredness from our bodies while also, if we were being honest, adding just a little bit back, and when we stepped out.

"Elli, is that all you're wearing?"

"It's comfortable. Got a problem?"

Elli had put on only a pair of black underwear and a white T-shirt. I'd expected her to pull on dolphin shorts or some kind of bottoms over it, but no.

Not that it was anything surprising at this point, but she almost never walked around dressed like that normally.

Partly because the balcony windows faced outside. It was night now and the curtains were drawn, so no one could see in, but still.

Every curve showed through plainly, and the fabric barely concealed anything underneath. In some ways it was more suggestive than being bare.

"Are you in the mood again already?"

"What are you talking about. I just dressed comfortably."

"We're about to drink anyway, and if you're sitting there dressed like that..."

"Like that, what?"

"I don't think I'll be able to hold myself back."

"Then don't. We've always ended up doing it right after drinking anyway."

"Right, we have."

"Go get the drinks. I already made the snacks."

"What do you want to drink tonight?"

"Byeol-bit Cheong-ha and Tok-tok Iseullo."

"Okay."

I went and pulled the drinks out of the fridge without complaint.

My schedule, which had drawn admiring reactions from classmates and seniors alike, had the entirety of Wednesday completely free.

Thanks to that, every Tuesday leading into Wednesday, Elli and I got to spend a relaxed, easy night together, like a Friday before a long weekend.

And what we'd been enjoying on our free days lately was exactly what I'd mentioned before: drinking together.

Two weekends ago, the two of us sat down in front of the computer and ordered every kind of alcohol we could think of. Nothing too expensive, of course. Just a variety of reasonably cheap options, a bottle or two of each.

Right up until we placed the order, Elli had been pouting a little, filling the cart while denying to herself that she actually enjoyed drinking.

But then the next day off.

When we took out just a few of the bottles we'd ordered and spent a quiet evening splitting one glass between us.

-gulp...

"This is literally just a juice drink. If it's like this, I could drink a lot of it. It's good."

"That kind sneaks up on you faster than you'd think, so be careful. For me, though... like you said, it's a little too juice-like. Doesn't feel like I'm actually drinking."

"You don't like it?"

"It's not that. It just tastes like fruit juice."

"Want me to feed it to you from my mouth?"

"That came out of nowhere..."

"I thought you might enjoy it more that way."

"...If you spill any, you're dead. It doesn't come out easily if it gets on the shirt."

"I'll press my lips right against yours. Here... mm..."

"Haup..."

-gulp, gulp...

"There. How is it?"

"...Good. A lot better."

"Glad to hear it. Let's just have this and Asahi today."

"Only those two?"

"Only those, then we go to bed."

"Hmph... not bad. Alright, fine."

Just like we'd agreed from the start, we didn't drink too much. Two or three kinds of alcohol, one bottle each, shared quietly between us.

After that night spent burning a little brighter than usual with a nice buzz going, this little drinking ritual became Elli's favorite hobby.

She'd pull out her phone all the time to look up what other drinks might be worth trying.

Elli no longer pretended she didn't like drinking. When it was just the two of us, she drank honestly and happily, while making sure not to get too drunk.

And so tonight too.

-pour...

"Want to try it first? Have a sip and tell me what it tastes like."

"Sure. Hand it over."

-gulp

Sitting side by side at the living room table, we drank with the snacks Elli had already prepared, sausages and the like.

"What's it taste like?"

"...This one is basically a fizzy drink too."

"Really? Then it might be more my speed."

"Probably. I think it'll suit you."

"If I need to adjust it to your taste too, I guess I'll have to feed it to you from my mouth."

"You already know that, so have a sip and hurry up and feed me. What are you waiting for."

"Sorry, just a second."

Sweet and cozy, just the two of us.

* * *

"Haah... want more?"

"More. Feed me more."

"This is good, right?"

"It's good, so... hurry..."

Elli preferred drinks with a clear alcohol kick, like straight soju, over the sweet, juice-like ones such as Byeol-bit Cheong-ha or Tok-tok Iseullo.

So when we were drinking the sweeter stuff that suited my palate, like tonight, Elli wasn't so much enjoying the taste of the drink as she was simply wanting me to feed it to her from my mouth.

Pressed up tight against me, pink lips parted just slightly.

"Haup... gulp... smooch..."

She accepted each mouthful I gave her, then ran her tongue along here and there, adding a deeper kiss each time.

That went on again and again, and by the time the two bottles we'd opened were nearly empty.

Elli was a little drunk.

"Mm... smooch... mwah... lick..."

With her eyes going soft and hazy, she kissed me even when I didn't have any drink in my mouth, then ran her tongue slowly over my lips in little playful gestures.

Naturally my hand drifted to her pale white thighs, sliding under the hem of her T-shirt to knead here and there.

The flush built with the buzz, both of us heating up, and right around the moment we were both ready to throw our clothes off entirely.

I ignored Elli's hands quietly working at the waistband of my shorts and spoke up.

"Elli."

"Mm... what...?"

"Want to go on a date tomorrow?"

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