Peninsula: From a supporting actor to the best actor in Chungmuro

Chapter 176 The Taming of Beasts in Cheongdam Cave
Lim Yoona stared at the message from Lee Sung-kyung on her phone screen.

Countless dark thoughts rushed to mind:
In her own words, she replied to Lee Sung-kyung, "Jae-hoon is drunk, he'll sleep here with me tonight?"
or……

Go even bolder, use his fingerprint to unlock the phone, take an "intimate" photo of him drunk and passed out on her bed, and send it to him?

Or perhaps...

But this kind of scheming and manipulative approach to seeking excitement is too low-class.

That's so bitchy.

This is also the method that Lim Yoona disdains the most and needs the least.

finally.

She forcefully extinguished the dark thoughts that were stirring in her heart.

The power button is reached by swiping your finger across the edge of the screen.

Long press.

The screen went completely dark, and the world returned to silence.

She stuffed the temporarily sealed "source of trouble" back into Kang Jae-hoon's pocket.

Out of sight is pure.

She got up, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of warm water, and gently placed it on the bedside table in case he woke up thirsty in the middle of the night. After doing this, she turned to leave the master bedroom and go to the guest bedroom to rest.

The warm yellow light from the bedside lamp cast a long shadow behind her. Her hand was already on the doorknob; a gentle pull was all it took.

But at this moment.

But then, as if by some strange twist of fate, the movement stopped.

She let go of the handle.

Turn around.

He walked back to the bedside step by step.

at that time.

Kang Jae-hoon was lying on his back.

His breathing was even and deep, and his brows were relaxed; he was unusually well-behaved.

But that outfit he was wearing when he went out...

He must be really uncomfortable sleeping like that, right?

Lim Yoona leaned slightly closer to his sleeping face and softly called out to him:

"Jae-hoon...?"

"..."

"Zai Xun?"

The only response she received was the sound of her regular breathing.

"It's not comfortable sleeping like this..." Lim Yoona said, as if talking to herself, or as if she had found the perfect reason to convince herself, her voice becoming even softer and gentler, "...How about I help you take off your outer pants?"

"..."

"If you don't say anything... I'll take that as a yes?"

Just do it.

Yoona reached for the stiff leather belt around his waist.

The metal buckle clicked and produced a slight "click" sound.

She held her breath and carefully pulled the belt out slowly, then threw it aside.

Next are the metal buckles and zippers on the jeans.

Because the fabric was too tight, she had to stand up slightly and use some effort to pull on the somewhat stiff zipper—

"Thorn..."

As the zipper slid to the bottom and the restraint disappeared, the waistband of the pants suddenly loosened.

Yoona grabbed the waistbands on both sides of her pants and resolutely pulled them down.

First, the flat, firm skin of her abdomen was revealed under the light, then her hip bones, and further down...

He needs to be lifted up to be completely removed.

She took a deep breath.

With one hand, I reached down to his waist and lifted him slightly, while with the other hand, I grabbed his trouser leg and pulled it outwards forcefully.

It's off!
Yoona breathed a sigh of relief and was about to throw the jeans onto the chair next to her when her gaze was uncontrollably drawn to the pair of underwear exposed to the light.

and many more……

What's printed on it?
Im Yoon-ah took a closer look.

He froze instantly.

next second.

She covered her mouth tightly to prevent a burst of laughter from escaping her lips.

day!
It's... a... little... yellow... person!
Turmeric-colored, round cartoon characters wearing small glasses are printed one after another, densely packed on... his pure cotton underwear!

As he lay flat on his back, a small, grinning, smug-looking Minion head was positioned right in front of a certain sensitive area.

This scene... is so impactful!
Yoona's shoulders trembled uncontrollably as she tried to suppress her laughter, her cheeks aching from holding it in.

He actually...

She actually wears such childish and ridiculous underwear in private?!

The stark contrast between her appearance and her personality instantly broke her guard.

I barely managed to suppress my laughter.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, but her gaze couldn't help but refocus on the blurry yet prominent contours.

The pure cotton fabric was stretched into a defined curve, conforming to the lines of strong thigh muscles. The comical Minion pattern seemed to be imbued with some additional metaphor.

instead……

Does this make it even more intriguing?

The warm, alcohol-infused air seemed to suddenly become thick and restless, and her gaze was drawn to it as if by an invisible magnet.

I watched it for a few seconds.

My cheeks started to burn uncontrollably.

"What an idiot..."

Yoona muttered to herself.

He quickly grabbed the thin blanket next to him and covered his conspicuous waist and abdomen and the suggestive Minion territory completely, making sure that not a bit of skin or pattern was exposed.

Do it all.

She breathed a sigh of relief as if she had completed a difficult task, but the blush on her cheeks had not completely faded. However, she dared not let her eyes linger on the bed for another second.

"Click."

The bedside lamp was promptly turned off, and the room instantly fell into soft darkness, with only the faint glow of the city lights outside the window outlining a blurry silhouette.

……

The night deepened.

The apartment was completely silent.

On the bed in the master bedroom.

Kang Jae-hoon was abruptly awakened by the bloating in his lower abdomen.

The strong urge to urinate dispelled the heavy effects of the alcohol, and he struggled to open his sore eyes, his mind a complete blur.

The body, however, follows instinct.

I stumbled out of the master bedroom, my steps unsteady. Guided by the dim light from the window and a vague memory of the house's layout, I staggered to the bathroom.

After draining the water.

That heavy, alcohol-induced drowsiness surged back like a tidal wave. My mind was a blur, reason was pushed to the corner, and only one thought remained:
sleep!

Go back to bed!
He squinted his hazy eyes, groped his way to the door of another bedroom, pushed it open, and went straight in without hesitation.

in the dark.

The outline of the bed looked incredibly familiar and comforting in the blurry vision.

He lifted a corner of the blanket, still smelling of alcohol and warm from his body, and lay down inside quite naturally.

Stretch out your long arms.

She pulled his soft, warm body, which was facing away from him, tightly into her arms.

She buried her face in the depths of the other person's neck, which smelled faintly of fragrance, and rubbed against it.

Within seconds, he fell into a deep sleep.

……

Kang Jae-hoon had a long and chaotic dream.

In a dream.

The moonlight was cold and clear.

It reflected on Yoona's long, dazzling golden hair.

She had her back to him.

Her shoulder and neck lines are as smooth as a swan's.

Her skin shimmered with a delicate, cool light under the moonlight.

Then he slowly turned around.

Those doe eyes were glistening with moisture.

Her pink lips were slightly parted.

He seemed to be bewitched.

Get closer step by step.

She obediently tilted her head back, responding willingly. Her lips were soft, carrying a sweet fragrance.

He deepened the kiss eagerly. His hand slid down her smooth back. An indescribable emotion grew wildly and spread throughout her dream.

however.

Just as he was about to reach the summit, his consciousness was suddenly pulled back to reality as if by a thin thread—Kang Jae-hoon slowly woke up.

The first sensation to return was the intense numbness coming from my arm.

He frowned, his eyelids heavy as he opened them a crack.

What came into view was not the familiar ceiling of the Seongsudong apartment building.

Focus your gaze.

A head of golden hair, its soft sheen flowing in the hazy morning light, immediately caught the eye.

(When did the Bible get its hair dyed?)

(etc……)
(blond?!)

Kang Jae-hoon's eyes widened instantly, his gaze sliding down the smooth blond hair—

It was the profile of Lim Yoon-a's fair and serene face. Her body was curled up, comfortably resting on his arm, which had long since lost all feeling, and she was sleeping soundly with even breathing.

He was frozen in place, as if struck by a magic acupoint, staring at the sleeping face so close to his for a good ten seconds.

Last night, fragmented memories flooded back like a tidal wave—

Birthday party... I shielded her from drinks... one after another... until finally, I threw a drink at her shoulder...

then……

and then?
How did I end up sleeping here?!

My thoughts are all jumbled up.

But I don't have time to investigate further right now.

The most urgent task is...

leave!

then.

Kang Jae-hoon held his breath and, extremely, extremely slowly... tried to pull his right arm out from under Im Yoon-ah's neck.

Every movement, even a millimeter, was done with the utmost care, like defusing a bomb.

He was afraid of waking the sleeping beauty beside him.

Only after his arm was finally "rescued" with a strong tingling and stinging sensation did Kang Jae-hoon dare to make a second move.

He held his breath.

With his other hand, he very gently and slightly lifted a corner of the thin blanket covering the two of them.

The sight under the covers made his heart, which had been in his throat, sink back into his stomach with a "thud."

Ok!

Everyone's wearing them!

Yoona was wearing a silk slip dress, while he was wearing his own T-shirt and... Minion underwear?

Kang Jae-hoon took a deep breath, relieved to have survived such a close call.

Then, she carefully lifted the covers, her bare feet just touching the slightly cool floor, her hand just touching the icy doorknob—

"Meow~"

A soft meow sounded at my feet.

There he saw the "little princess" squatting by the door, tilting her head back, her round cat eyes curiously observing him.

"Sh-!"

Kang Jae-hoon's heart nearly jumped out of his throat. He immediately put his index finger to his lips and gestured for the kitten to be quiet.

The calico cat tilted its head.

She seemed to understand his nervousness.

He didn't say anything more.

Kang Jae-hoon then carefully turned the doorknob.

He opened the door a crack, quickly slipped to the side, and then silently closed it behind him.

Before he could even catch his breath, the urge to urinate returned.

He rubbed his numb and tingling arm.

Kang Jae-hoon slipped into the bathroom.

The water was drained with a splash.

As I pulled up my underwear, the bathroom light revealed an embarrassing stain underneath...

—Aish!
This time, they've embarrassed themselves in Cheongdam-dong!

Jiang Zai Xun gritted his teeth, quickly turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on his face several times, trying to suppress the heat on his face and forcibly dispel the lingering image of that damned dream in his mind.

After washing up.

He wiped the water droplets off his face in front of the mirror and began looking for his pants.

Go to the living room.

The sofa is empty.

There were no chairs at the dining table either.

His gaze swept around the room, then drifted back to the second bedroom he had just come from—

Did you sleep in the second bedroom last night? Then your pants should be in the second bedroom.

He went back to the door of the second bedroom, carefully pushed it open a crack, and peeked out.

The figure on the bed remained asleep.

His gaze swept quickly across the floor, the chairs... all empty.

Not in the second bedroom.

My gaze finally fell back on the open door to the master bedroom.

My heart skipped a beat.

Is it...

Did I actually go to Yoona's bed wearing only my underwear last night?
This is absurd...

Kang Jae-hoon shook his head and sighed.

He pulled his phone out of the chair's pocket; the screen was black. He tapped it twice.

no response?
Press and hold the power button.

After a few seconds.

Samsung's signature boot animation lights up.

Eh?
How can it be turned off if it has power?
Before he could even think about it, the screen switched to the lock screen.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!..."

The phone vibrated wildly in his palm as if it had Parkinson's disease, and the screen was instantly flooded with countless notifications.

Kakao message notifications scroll down like a waterfall.

The unread numbers were so numerous that they were impossible to see.

His heart tightened.

Without even bothering to read the other messages, his heart pounding, he immediately dialed Jin Dayuan's number.

"beep--"

It rang twice before being answered.

"Hey? Ancestor! Where are you?!"

Jin Dayuan's voice came crashing down on me.

Kang Jae-hoon lowered his voice guiltily:

"Uh... at Yoona's house."

There was a full three seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Dead silence. "...I don't mind you staying at her place," Jin Dayuan's voice suddenly rose and then forcefully fell back down, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, "but you could have at least told me beforehand! Even just a message would have been fine."

Kang Jae-hoon was speechless with grievances:
"I didn't intend to stay overnight... I drank myself into a stupor last night, completely unconscious..."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Jin Dayuan's voice had a strange, sarcastic tone:

"Your 'lioness' called me last night."

Kang Jae-hoon's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly held his breath:

"Brother, what...what did you say?"

"What else can I say?"

Jin Dayuan snorted irritably:
"You said you attended an important business event, drank too much, slept at my place, and your phone died and shut down automatically."

Kang Jae-hoon's heart leaped into his throat as he listened to this flawed and easily refuted reason:

"She...believed it?"

"Ah."

Jin Dayuan scoffed lightly:
"Whether she believes it or not is never important. What matters is whether she's willing to believe it. Anyway, she thanked me on the phone and then hung up."

"However... judging from the situation, she's willing to believe it, right? Otherwise, President Kim Mi-hye would have called long ago."

Hear the words.

Kang Jae-hoon breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thanks, bro."

His voice carried the sincerity of someone who had survived a disaster.

"Stop with the nonsense. See you downstairs in an hour!"

"Ah."

Jiang Zai Xun agreed and was about to hang up when he suddenly remembered the crucial question:

"...By the way, brother."

"Ok?"

"On your way here... could you bring me a new pair of... underwear?"

A brief silence fell on the other end of the phone, as if the signal had been interrupted.

"puff……"

Immediately, a burst of unrestrained, extremely malicious laughter erupted, almost piercing the receiver.

"..."

The phone hangs up.

Kang Jae-hoon couldn't help but sigh.

It’s over.

This time, the towering image he had in the agent's mind was completely shattered into a QR code.

"Click."

at this time.

The faint sound of the lock turning on the second bedroom door could be heard from outside.

Kang Jae-hoon frantically pulled his pants up to his hips, not even having time to fasten the metal buttons—

The master bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

Kang Jae-hoon's breath hitched, and he instinctively gripped his waistband.

The light from the doorway outlined Yoona's figure.

Her dazzling blonde hair now appeared somewhat fluffy and soft, draped lazily over her shoulders, making her small face appear even more clear and fair.

Beneath her long lashes, her doe-like eyes, still slightly hazy from the morning light, gazed at him with a bewildered look, exuding a soft and adorable charm rarely seen in her usual demeanor, completely unguarded.

Kang Jae-hoon's throat bobbed.

I was just about to say something like "Good morning" to ease the awkwardness.

however.

Before he could even organize his thoughts...

Yoona seemed half-asleep, or perhaps instinctively seeking a source of warmth. She squinted her still-damp doe eyes, her steps unsteady but her goal clear: to approach him—or rather, to walk towards him.

One step, two steps.

then.

Before Jiang Zai Xun could react, her body went limp, and she buried her head firmly in his arms.

"Well……"

Jiang Zai Xun was knocked off balance by her bump and instinctively reached out to support her slender waist.

That feel.

Through the thin silk nightgown, he felt its warmth, softness, and elasticity. A warm, comforting scent, a blend of sweet peach fragrance and her unique body odor, instantly enveloped him.

My mind went blank.

Last night's chaotic yet beautiful dream fragments—

Golden hair under the moonlight, flowing shoulder straps, the delicate touch of skin, the sweetness between the lips, the suppleness of the waist, and the feverish desire that was about to cross the threshold—

Like a floodgate opened, it surged uncontrollably and violently into his equally chaotic senses.

The haze of a hangover.

The warmth and softness in my arms.

The lingering warmth of a dream.

Three forces clashed violently within his body.

Within a moment.

A muffled, sleepy voice came from my arms:

"Kang Jae-hoon."

"……Um?"

Are you thinking something impolite?

"what……?"

(How could she have known...?!)
(Mind reading!??)
"you……"

Lim Yoona adjusted her position in his arms, but her face remained buried in his chest, giving her answer:

"...It's hitting me."

boom--!
Kang Jae-hoon felt like his head had exploded. Blood rushed wildly to one spot, then surged wildly up his cheeks.

The chaotic feeling of dreams and reality intertwining was instantly shattered by this raw physiological reaction.

All that remained was an utterly humiliating embarrassment.

"I'm...I'm sorry! I apologize! I'm so sorry!"

Jiang Zai Xun, incoherent and flustered, tried to push away the beauty in his arms and escape from this scene that was driving him crazy.

however.

The moment he moved, Yoona's arms around his waist tightened abruptly, holding him even tighter and preventing him from breaking free.

"Imagination is free...it's okay."

"Anyway..."

"You last night..."

"I have already been impolite."

I was already rude last night?
Is it...

Was that chaotic dream that left him incredibly embarrassed this morning real?!
Could it be...

What did he really do to Im Yoona?!

Just as Jiang Zai Xun was experiencing a series of shocks and was about to blurt out the specific details of his "rudeness,"

Yoona suddenly burst out laughing, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and rubbed her face against his chest.
"Just kidding~ You idiot Kang Jae-hoon!"

"You were very well-behaved last night, sleeping as soundly as a log~"

The huge weight that had been hanging over Jiang Zaixun's heart finally lifted with a thud, and he let out a long sigh of relief as his stiff back instantly softened.

But before he could even catch his breath...

Yoona's gaze slowly slid down with a hint of amusement.

finally.

The image freezes on the edge of his jeans, which he almost forgot to mention because of the fright he had just experienced, and which is now hanging loosely on his hip.

And... a corner of pure cotton fabric, faintly visible, printed with Minions.

"Minion underwear...it's pretty cute."

"..."

Kang Jae-hoon's heart, which had just settled down, was struck by the word "cute" and jumped three times.

The heat that had just subsided on her cheeks instantly reignited.

It was frighteningly hot.

Just a few minutes.

His heart, which was in turmoil, was manipulated by her few words, like an out-of-control bouncy ball bouncing wildly in his chest!

Seeing that Jiang Zai Xun remained silent for a long time.

Im Yoona quickly lifted her little face from his arms:
"...Are you angry?"

Before Kang Jae-hoon could even organize his thoughts, whether he wasn't angry or was just complaining that she was too scary—

"Boom!"

The soft, warm touch, carrying the sweet scent of peaches, unexpectedly landed on his tightly pursed lips.

Instantly separate.

Yoona smiled and tilted her head back, her eyelashes fluttering, and asked softly:
Are you still angry now?

Kang Jae-hoon wasn't angry at all.

He was simply overwhelmed by the dramatic ups and downs, feeling a bit dazed and also... a sense of powerlessness as she completely controlled his rhythm.

But at the moment.

The lingering warmth and softness on my lips.

A smile so close yet so far.

And those incredibly bright doe eyes that reflected his image.

Like a spark, it was suddenly thrown into his body, which was already restless due to the hangover and the "accident" just now.

The blood and qi surged up instantly.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but somehow they turned into a low, indistinct nasal sound:

"Ah."

Almost the instant the syllable falls.

Her soft arms wrapped around Kang Jae-hoon's neck again, pulling him down slightly.

A warm, sweet kiss landed firmly on his lips, gently prying open his somewhat dry lips.

The surrounding air seemed to gradually warm up and become somewhat different.

The lingering alcohol, the chaotic dreams, the ambiguity of the early morning, and the real warmth between our lips and teeth... everything is mixed together.

Kang Jae-hoon subconsciously tightened the arms around her waist.

No longer passively accepting.

Instead, he took the initiative and deepened the kiss.

I don’t know how long it took.

Until all the air in your lungs is squeezed out.

Lin Yoona, still catching her breath, pulled back slightly, her lips parting to reveal a thin line of saliva. Her cheeks were even redder than before, like ripe peaches, her eyes glistening with tears, and she asked breathlessly:
"...Now you're not angry anymore, are you?"

Jiang Zaixun's chest heaved as he looked at the face so close to his, a face that was now slightly disheveled from his kisses yet even more beautiful. Any lingering complex emotions had long since been burned away.

He breathed heavily, his voice muffled:
"I wasn't angry at all..."

Lim Yoona was slightly taken aback.

Then he reacted.

Those dreamy doe eyes widened instantly, becoming misty.

"Oh, you're something else!"

She angrily raised her hand and unceremoniously pinched Kang Jae-hoon's cheeks and pulled them apart:
"You dare to try and trick me?!"

Kang Jae-hoon, whose cheeks were pinched so hard they hurt, was speechless.

He's innocent!

He was more wronged than Dou E!

Who's outsmarting whom here?!
He passively endured the blame that fell from the sky and now this unwarranted accusation!
"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

The phone ringing abruptly ripped through the thick air and the subtle electric current between the two.

The sound came from right next to Kang Jae-hoon's hip bone—from the damn pants in his pocket that he hadn't had time to button up!

Kang Jae-hoon abruptly released his grip on Im Yoon-ah's waist.

The slight heat and lingering dizziness aroused by the kiss were instantly dispelled by the buzzing sound.

He frantically reached for his phone, his jeans, already loosely hanging on his hips, slipped down even further, making the Minion pattern stand out.

Kim Dae-won's name was displayed on the screen.

Kang Jae-hoon swiped his thumb across the screen forcefully—and hung up.

The world fell silent instantly.

"Uh……"

Kang Jae-hoon cleared his dry throat, his eyes darting around, not daring to look Lim Yoon-a in the eye:
"Um... I have to go to the film set. My agent... is here to pick me up."

The blush on Lim Yoon-a's face had not completely faded.

But his eyes had regained their usual clarity.

She said nothing.

Watching him frantically pull up his pants and buckle his belt, his movements were as clumsy as a child just learning to dress himself.

After he finally managed to secure his pants to his waist, she slowly began to speak:
"Give me your agent's contact information."

Kang Jae-hoon paused, looked up at her:
"...Brother Da Yuan's?"

"Ah."

Lim Yoona nodded and extended her hand.

Kang Jae-hoon didn't ask any further questions.

Take out your phone.

Unlock.

He pulled out Jin Dayuan's number and handed it to her outstretched hand.

Yoona took the phone, lowered her eyes, and quickly tapped the screen a few times.

A few seconds later.

Her own phone beeped softly somewhere in the living room.

Only then did he hand the phone back to Kang Jae-hoon:

"All right."

immediately.

The two walked towards the entrance hall, one after the other.

Lim Yoona bent down and scooped up the little princess who was rubbing against her leg, holding her in her arms and quietly watching him tie his shoelaces.

After Kang Jae-hoon tied his shoelaces and straightened up.

When turning his head—

His gaze fell on Yoona's face, then slid to the cat in her arms that was looking him over with its round eyes, and the little cat's paw that was being held and symbolically waved.

The beautiful scene stirred his heart.

But in the end.

Kang Jae-hoon did nothing.

He simply reached out and pulled open the heavy security door, letting in the fresh morning breeze.

"gone."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Waiting for a response.

Jiang Zai Xun didn't linger. He turned around, opened the door, and practically fled. The door closed gently behind him, shutting out the world inside, filled with the sweet scent of peaches and the smell of cat fur.

boom.

The soft click of the door closing echoed in the entryway.

The faint smile on Lin Yoona's face slowly faded. She lowered her head and gently rubbed her chin against the fluffy head of the cat in her arms. The morning laziness and the cunning from before in her eyes completely settled, becoming somewhat deep.

She carried the cat, walked back to the living room, and picked up her phone from the sofa.

The screen lights up.

With a tap of my finger, I opened Kakao and found the name I had just added in the new contact list—"Manager Kim Dae-won".

Open the dialog box.

The slender, pale fingertips paused on the screen for two seconds, then steadily typed out a few words:

[Lim Yoona]: Hello, Manager Kim. This is Lim Yoona. If you're not busy, I'd like to meet with you at noon.

(End of this chapter)