The rest of the night passed without incident and Jaeho managed to clean the aisles, and helped the occasional late night customer who were mostly tired office workers grabbing energy drinks to get them through the night.
The ₩52,000 Yura gave him put a smile on his face, this night wasn't a waste.
At midnight, his replacement arrived on time, Park Sunwoo was a college student.
They exchanged brief greetings, and Jaeho clocked out soon after with his eyes barely open due to exhaustion.
The walk home was quiet, and despite this being on the poorer side, the neighborhood experienced little crime in general.
The streets were empty but that was no surprise considering the time. Jaeho made his way through the neighborhood because he didn't plan to tempt fate to send a criminal his way as it was already late.
Everything that had happened today felt unreal. The system, the debt elimination, meeting Yura twice in one day.
Was this Kami's intervention? Some cosmic apology for the years of suffering? He remembered what his father always said before he died.
"if you kept moving forward, things would eventually work out."
And Jaeho was beginning to see the universe was finally evening the playing field for him, it was about damn fucking time.
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He returned home but quietly, Jaeho knew not to wake up his sisters or it would be hard to put them back to sleep so he choose this method.
If anyone saw him, they would assume he was a thief trying to break into the home and Jaeho was aware of this but it couldn't be helped.
The first thing he saw when he entered made him smile. Jia and Serin were laying on the floor in their tiny self contained apartment.
They had fallen asleep waiting for him as Jaeho put his bag down and carefully picked Jia up first.
He carried her to the corner of the room where their shared bed sat. A mattress, barely large enough for all three of them which was why he allowed his sisters to lay on it.
He put her down gently, pulling the blanket over her but not before kissing her forehead.
Then he returned for Serin. She was lighter, quieter, and didn't wake at all as he lifted her. He placed her beside Jia within the blanket.
Jaeho was surprised he could hold this down, if someone told him a few years he would be in this boat he would have laughed in their faces.
Yet, he was doing it and that gave him a sense of pride.
He checked his phone on the phone and checked it to see if he had any notifications.
Notifications lit up the screen, a few spam messages and a reminder about a school assignment.
And then he saw it, a call log.
[[XXX-XXX-XXX - 7 minutes, 23 seconds]].
"Seven minutes?" Jaeho knew this must have been Yura due to the timing of the call and the fact that it being the only call he had received for the day.
He stared at the screen clearly confused and wondered what Jia and Serin could have talked to Yura about for seven minutes? Those girls were unfiltered when speaking to anyone that wasn't him.
Jaeho thought about calling her to see if she had gotten home safetly but knew how delicate these situations could become, he didn't want to make things weird so he put his phone.
It didn't matter whatever they had talked about, they weren't friends at the end of the day so that boundary had to be maintained.
Jaeho set the phone down and could feel his eyes reaching its limits, they were already closing.
Jaeho had school tomorrow so had to find a way to sleep even if it wouldn't be enough, it was better than nothing.
Jaeho would usually struggle to sleep as overthinking was a part of his daily life but today was different.
Within a few minutes, Jaeho already fell asleep.
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The room was pitch black and Jaeho had no idea where he was but there was something familiar in the air.
"This perfume…" Jaeho muttered to himself. Before he knew it, a light suddenly shone in the middle of the room with a bed before him.
"What?" Jaeho thought to himself because the lady on it was none other than Yura.
She lay on her side, resting on one elbow, the blanket was pulled up to her chest, concealing everything else below, but the shape of her body could be seen beneath the thin fabric. Yura's lustful eyes locked onto his.
"Come here," Yura whispered.
Jaeho could feel his heartbeat fasten as his body responded before his mind could catch up.
The lust flowing through him, his cock already stiffening , throbbing against his pants.
He could feel it hardening with every passing second and had no intention of trying to resist either.
He took a step forward and then another until he was standing at the edge of the bed.
Yura's smile widened as she adjusted, and the blanket slipped just enough to reveal the top of her massive breasts, they were pressed together.
Jaeho stood there, salivating at the meal in front of him with his cock as hard as steel.
His hands trembled as he reached out to touch her, to see if she was real.
"Go ahead," she murmured, her voice sounded like a woman in heat.
"Take it off," she encouraged him.
Jaeho's fingers found the blanket. He hesitated for just a second.
Then he pulled the blanket away slowly, revealing her body, inch by inch, the shape of her chest, the perfect plump between her…!
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Jaeho's eyes snapped open as the alarm on his phone rung from across the room snapping him back to reality.
He laid there, gasping with his heart pounding like he was about to have a cardiac arrest. His body still remembered what he experienced in the dream with his cock still very much hard, straining against his shorts.
"What the hell was that?" Jaeho thought to himself.
He stared at the ceiling, trying to steady his breathing, trying to think of something less perverse to take away the image of Yura on that bed.
The alarm kept ringing as his sisters groaned but failed to wake up, they have always been deep sleepers.
Jaeho sighed in defeat as he rolled over, and slammed his hand down on the phone to silence it.
It has been ages since the last time he had a wet dream, and now he had Yura's body burned into his mind even if he would be better off without this image.