With My Friend, to the Very End

I have to get married. I don’t want a blind date, and there aren’t any men around me. No, there’s exactly one. My longtime friend, Cha Yi-hyeok. In a low voice, almost devilish, he whispered by my ear. “Can’t be helped. You and I should get married, Lee Haeyeon.” Is Cha Yi-hyeok even a man? Of course he’s attractive, but we’re like family. “Are you crazy? No way. I can't marry you.” “Why not?” “If we marry, we'll have to... do things at night. How could you and I do that?” “Then why don’t we try it first—just as a test.” “A test of what?” “Kissing... or sex.” Before I could scold him for talking nonsense, Yi-hyeok pulled me in and sucked on my lips. The moist, hot sensation felt unfamiliar. “Huh...” My lips tingled, slightly swollen from the kiss. But it wasn't just my lips that swelled. His hardened member pressed firmly against mmy folds. Overwhelmed by the surging pleasure, a flood of wetness gushed out inside me. We’re friends. No…. We were friends. Friends don't kiss like this. Then what are we now?