Precautions of a Snakepit - Chapter 29 (R-19)

After a sigh, Black Cat turned to face Won.

“… That’s why I asked you why you’re sitting here.”

Won finally understood the situation. She is supposed to get cuddly with him out of neighborly love.

Won looked left and right, wondering if everyone else was doing it too. Woman to woman, woman to man, man to man; people of all genders and ages were hugging the person sitting next to them.

“You two, don’t be embarrassed. Just hug each other with love,” one of them urged.

Won dryly swallowed. She felt dryly nervous, trying to downplay her feelings about a hug.

Maybe it was Black Cat’s fault since he was visibly embarrassed, and he must have been rubbing off on her.

‘Don’t be self-conscious. It’s just a hug.’

Won opened her arms and pulled Black Cat into a hug, not wanting to take more time and make it more awkward.

‘Ah…’

He was hard. Solid and strong, with the kind of muscle mass and bone density that is so different from women.

Black Cat was a man in his physical prime.

Black Cat hesitated, stiff, then cautiously turned to face her. She flinched at the gentle arm around her back and a shiver ran down her spine, unable to remain still.

‘It’s not even the first time we touched…’

Although it wasn’t in this situation, she choked him from behind during their first encounter. That was a lot worse than what they were currently doing, but this is also worse in many ways now than it was then… No, there is no comparison.

She’s trying not to be conscious of her accelerated heartbeat when she hears the church congregation’s voices.

“Okay, next time, pat each other on the back and tell them ‘good job’ for all they have been through.”

It was hill after climb she needed to climb.

Won wondered if she should do this. Black Cat’s hand, resting clumsily on her shoulder blade, moved.

It wasn’t stroking her flesh, but his large palm swept down her back, hovering just a hair’s breadth from touching Won’s clothes. Just when she thought it would be less stifling if he didn’t touch her at all, a deep, rich bass voice settled beside her ear.

“You’ve been through a lot, good job.”

Won felt a chill run down her spine. Summoning all her courage, she patted him on the back.

“You’ve been through a lot, good job.”

‘Now that it’s over, can we stop?’

Won was about to release her hand when the church member on the platform spoke again.

“Next time, we’ll have individual counseling sessions… some kissing… to encourage each other.”

Won’s heart sank at the mention of kissing, and she swallowed a sigh of relief and stepped back from Black Cat. He was stunned and stiff as a board but regained his composure and untangled himself from her arms, turning his head and a different direction from Won.

‘What if I had kissed him…’

Won unconsciously brushed her lips with her fingertips and quickly withdrew her hand.

‘It’s a useless thought. Hugging is one thing, but kissing is something you can’t tell someone else to do.’

It isn’t like the patients would do it even if she told them to.

Won wouldn’t have done it, either, but she keeps imagining what it would be like if she did.

How would his lips feel? Would he be skillful or clumsy? Would his eyes be opened or closed?

“Hi, I haven’t seen you before. Are you new?”

An unfamiliar voice snapped her out of her fantasyland. It was a middle-aged woman from the church who looked like a stickler.

“Uh, yes. I was invited to join.”

“You’re in the right place. Our ‘New Faith Prayer Center’ is…”

The middle-aged woman talked nonstop as if she were in auto mode. The individual counseling sessions were for evangelism.

Won wasn’t in the mood for religion, but she waited until the end.

“It’s good to have faith…”

As Won listened to the middle-aged woman’s words, she suddenly became curious and turned to Black Cat, only to make eye contact with an equally distracted man. They both averted their gazes at the same time.

‘What.’

They always did it at the same time, like it was telepathy.

‘I don’t need to be telepathic.’

She glanced and looked back at Black Cat again. He was actively talking to a church member, not very enthusiastically, but he seemed interested.

Religion and Black Cat didn’t seem like a good fit. By all appearances, Black Cat was a materialist. When Won brought up the subject of ghosts, he said he didn’t believe in anything that isn’t scientifically proven. She guessed you can’t judge a book by its cover.

Just as Won was about to wrap up and move, she noticed a hand under the desk. It was tightly clenched, and Black Cat’s knuckles were white from lack of blood.

Won straightened her posture when she realized it wasn’t him enjoying the conversation. If anything, he looked like he was forcing himself to do something he didn’t want to do. So why did he join the program? The answer was simple.

‘Because he had to.’

Won didn’t know the answer, but it had to be something similar to that.

Won causally looked away from him.

Top Dog is sensitive when it comes to Mr. Baek. Black Cat seems to have a vested interest in a religious organization with ties to the hospital.

‘Each has its own purpose… I see.’

Like Won who has infiltrated the ward for Target, they may have come to this ward on their own for something.

It was a spider web of interests and one needs to be good at identifying their goals. Her goal was to escape with Target unharmed.

Top Dog and Black Cat.

‘Who is an ally and who is an enemy?’

Maybe they are both allies or maybe they are both enemies.

‘I need to find their purpose.’

She can’t do anything while the CCTVs are on. The night she hears a snake slithering down the hallway and all the CCTVs are turned off is her chance. She’ll have to make contact and get to the bottom of it.

She wonders when that night will come.

Won tapped her index finger on the desk.

Tap, tap, tap.

It was to the rhythm of the evangelist music playing in the background.

***

Was it an aspiration that will become a success? An idiom that means if you mean it, it will come true.

A few days later, while laying in bed, Won heard the sound of a snake. It was the fake sound manufactured by the hospital to make patients believe there was a snake roaming the halls.

Only after the sound of a giant snake flicking its tongue faded into the distance and completely disappeared did Won get out of bed. Opening the door, she found the hallway as empty as ever.

Won stood at a crossroads.

Should she go straight to Target’s room?

Should she go to Black Cat’s room since they had been working together over a board game?

Or would she see if Top Dog, with his animalistic instincts, could be an ally?

After much deliberation, she made up her mind.

‘Let’s meet with Black Cat and see if I can get him on board. Then, we’ll go to Target’s room.’

Waking up Target, explaining the situation, and then going to Black Cat’s room wasn’t a fool-proof plan. If Target was asleep, they couldn’t go anywhere.

Top Dog is… the last on the list. He is a rotten apple she will only reluctantly pick up if she has no other choice.

After silencing her footsteps, Won descended the stairs.

She already mapped out the floors. All three were on the first floor, with Black Cat’s room being the farthest away. Target’s room is the closest, and Top Dog was in the middle.

Won passed Target’s room, and as she was about to pass Top Dog’s room, she heard a faint sound.

‘What?’

Startled, Won stiffened and focused all her attention on what she was hearing. The source of the sound was in Top Dog’s room. A pained sound was leaking through the crack of the slightly opened door. It didn’t sound like Top Dog since it was too thin and high-pitched to come from his mouth.

Like Pandora being drawn to the box she was told not to open, Won couldn’t resist and cautiously slipped her finger through the crack. Slowly, gently, and noiselessly, she slid it aside, revealing the view of the room.

“Hmph… Yes! Ahhh, Yes!”

The body was frantically bouncing up and down.

“It’s so big, ahhh! I’m going crazy…. Uh, yes, deeper…!”

Long hair was frantically flailing about.

“I feel like I’m going to die… Uh, hmph… It can only be this… Like this! Ah! I can’t be satisfied unless I’m filled with… Hah!”

The woman continued to babble to herself as if she had lost her mind.

Top Dog was smoking a cigarette, propped up on one arm by the back of his head. He lay still, unmoving, his face impassive, as if he didn’t care whether the woman on top of him was lost in a trance.

The woman, who had been wildly moving, stopped in exhaustion and gasped.

“Can’t you move a little?”

“If you can’t do it, get out and stop crushing me from above.”

The woman sighed at Top Dog’s reply and then thrust her ass back.

“Ah!”

“Shut the f*ck up and get out of my ear.”

Top Dog warned in a languid voice. The woman bit her lip to keep from making a sound, followed by a stifled moan.

won is so creepy just like watching this all though tbh

anyway pls donate some spare change to my Kofi