I’m Not That Obsessive

Chapter 35

“Are you crazy? Why would I love that person? I just treated him well because he’s family… I need to… focus on something. That way… I don’t have useless thoughts. It just happened that he was next to me at that time.”

“Useless thoughts…”

Mitchell mumbled. It clearly wasn’t a question, and I didn’t explain what these useless thoughts were, fearing Mitchell might see me as a weak and pathetic person. As I kept my mouth shut, Mitchell brought up another topic.

“So what you’re focusing on now is me, right?”

“That’s right.”

“It could change in the future, then?”

“I won’t change unless you act up and leave.”

Mitchell laughed, shaking his shoulders. He stood in front of me with only half his shirt buttons done. Then he looked down at me from a distance of less than a span.

“What if I act up but don’t leave? What happens if I do things like now?”

“…Like now?”

He grabbed and shook the waistband of my briefs. He seemed to be talking about what happened last night. Something only I didn’t know about.

“Well, something similar.”

Looking at his pleased face, an indescribable elation came over me. Just then, Mitchell raised his hand and grabbed my nape, caressing it. The sensation of his skin brushing against mine made my toes curl.

“I don’t care whether you act up or not. As long as you don’t leave me, it doesn’t matter. So don’t leave. Don’t make excuses to leave while pulling pranks.”

I calmly conveyed my feelings. I acted a bit submissively, asking him to just stay by my side.

Even if I do this, people who want to leave will leave. I just need one person to stay by my side, but everyone seems to find that difficult.

“You’re really interesting.”

The words Mitchell uttered were ones I had once said to him. We found each other interesting.

“I have many urges to act up with you…”

“…”

“But I have no intention of leaving.”

At Mitchell’s words, the corners of my mouth rose uncontrollably. I quickly composed my expression after showing my joy without filter, but Mitchell must have seen it. A smile also spread across his lips.

Of course, unlike my pure joy, his smile seemed somewhat mischievous. Maybe it’s because he’s only after my body.

Anyway, I had Mitchell. Even if it’s just for now, he said he had no intention of leaving. His voice was full of certainty.

“I’m going to be with you for life, Mitchell. Just remember that.”

I was the same.

“…If only you couldn’t speak.”

Mitchell shook his head. He glared at me with a disapproving look, then moved his hand from my nape down my back. His hand, which had been sweeping down my back, finally dug under my underwear and grabbed my buttocks.

“Hey!”

With one buttock grabbed, I pushed against Mitchell’s chest. He didn’t budge, like a solid wall. I suddenly felt the difference in our strength.

As I was fuming with anger, Mitchell sprinkled sugar on me.

“I’ll grant your wish.”

A white grace descended on the bland twisted bread stick.

“Wish?”

My chin was raised and my eyes narrowed arrogantly, but I desperately wanted to bite into that soft and sweet twisted bread.

“Yeah. Say it.”

In that moment, another hand came in from the opposite side. Mitchell’s hands were kneading my buttocks. The back part of my briefs had gone down below my thighs, while the front was barely hanging on the waistband. If pulled down just a little more, my always proud member would spring out.

Of course, the back was in a more critical state than the front right now. The hands that had been fondling my buttocks suddenly entered the crevice. His fingers were dangerously close to the danger zone.

“Whoa! Mitchell?”

“You allowed me to touch your ass. In exchange for a wish.”

“That’s not your ass…”

“Why not? It is.”

“…Is it?”

Yeah, it is. The buttocks aren’t flat. They’re round. So you can’t say the end of the curve isn’t part of the buttocks. Yeah, that’s right, that must be it. Damn it.

This guy, who’s putting his hand deep inside a man’s buttocks and acting like it’s nothing, is a famous American actor. A top star who can set the entire United States abuzz with a single word.

If only the fans knew this. If the fans knew about Mitchell’s perverted side, would they leave him alone? They would all rush in and…

…offer their own buttocks… Sigh.

“Anyway, Mitchell. I’ll tell you my wish first.”

Blinded by the wish, I finally gave up on my lower half. Well, when have I not given up? Anyway, I carefully brought up what I had been thinking about all along.

“Stop meeting Jeff.”

Managing acquaintances is the most tricky and dangerous compared to other things. It was somewhat possible to control my object of interest as I wanted. The problem is that the moment I expand my territory to include their acquaintances, I can’t avoid criticism from my object of interest.

Arbitrarily ordering someone to cut off their connections is problematic behavior, and I know well that it’s not right. But it’s a wish, isn’t it? Mitchell was the one who said he’d grant my wish first.

“Cut off contact with Jeff.”

I lowered my gaze, unsure even as I spoke. I stared at Mitchell’s firm chest visible through his open shirt, then felt his hands on my buttocks. His actively kneading hands paused momentarily as I twisted my body slightly.

Mitchell grabbed my buttocks more firmly and pulled me forward. This caused my face to bump into his collarbone and our lower bodies to touch. Even though he didn’t seem excited, I could feel a dull pressure against the front of Mitchell’s pants.

My face flushed. After fooling around with Mitchell a few times, lewd thoughts were already crossing my mind. If before I had simply felt embarrassed, now I was imagining tangled, provocative acts between us.

This mess started because a wild Hollywood actor seduced an innocent Korean bachelor with his whole body. The story of a pure Korean bachelor responding to a man’s lower parts became a tale that couldn’t be heard without tears.

“That won’t work.”

Mitchell’s voice cut through my distracting thoughts. I couldn’t help but feel disappointed when Mitchell, who usually granted most requests, refused from the start. Should I insist on my wish and stubbornly tell him not to meet Jeff?

I pulled away slightly from my almost embraced position and looked up at Mitchell. If there hadn’t been a smile on Mitchell’s lips, I would have persisted. It seemed Mitchell was trying to play tricks on me again.

“Really not possible?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“If there’s no Jeff, who will I do it with?”

I was at a loss for words at his answer, which went beyond confidence to arrogance. For anything else, I would have said ‘Do it with me’, but this area is…

No, wait. There’s no reason I can’t do it with him, right?

We’re going to do it anyway. I don’t know when, but we will, right? Then, problem solved!

“Do it with me.”

A head-on approach. No need to hesitate or think about it. I acted confidently, holding my head high just like Mitchell. How hard could it be, sleeping together? Ignorant courage made the pure Korean bachelor act wild.

Perhaps thanks to my cunning words, Mitchell’s smile deepened. He grinned widely, showing his teeth, and grabbed my buttocks as if trying to tear them off. The more I grimaced, the brighter Mitchell’s expression became.

And then he said,

“I don’t want to.”

At first, I thought I had misheard. Mitchell, who enjoys playing dirty with men, rejecting a man who’s offering himself? It’s unbelievable. It seemed more credible to hear that police cars responding to calls play “Baby Shark” instead of sirens. The world must be turning upside down.

“…You don’t want to?”

“Yeah.”

“What’s the reason?”

Haha, I laughed awkwardly and asked him to give a reason. If he doesn’t provide a convincing reason, Mitchell shouldn’t even think about taking his hands off my buttocks. No, I might make him hold them forever.

“It’s a bit tiresome with a novice.”

“Novice?”

“Yeah. You’ve never slept with a man before, right?”

“Are you saying I should go around and get a lot of experience first?”

You bastard?

I raised one corner of my mouth while trying to compose my rotting expression.

“Absolutely not. If you’re going to learn, you should learn from me. What bastard… what fucking bastard would I entrust you to?”

How natural the Korean words sounded mixed in with the English.

“Then teach me! You can teach me, right? Is that such a big deal?”

“Are you serious?”

With just one phrase from Mitchell, I felt like I had fallen into a trap. It felt like being herded by a dog chasing me.

Although I had asked him to teach me, I got goosebumps at the feeling that he had subtly manipulated the situation.

“…Yeah.”

I felt uneasy but pretended not to notice and moved on. Aren’t we past the point of hiding things anyway? We’ve already done such things while naked.

“Can you accept everything?”

“…I think so?”

Mitchell’s eyebrows curved with suspicion. I repeatedly assured that disbelieving face.

“I’m telling you, I’ll do everything you say. Teach me. I’ll obey the teacher’s words. Let me do it.”

“Don’t change your words later.”

“I won’t. Absolutely won’t. Then, you won’t contact Jeff ever again, right?”

Instead of answering, Mitchell took his phone that I was holding. He immediately called Jeff and said while looking straight at me:

“Jeff, I can’t meet you anymore. I have a lover now.”

Yeah, that’s right! You can’t meet him, never again… Huh?

There was a strange word in Mitchell’s statement.