𝕯𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉 ✔️

Opposites Attract⁶ 🍋

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Requested by: fcfancy

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After resting a little bit, both of us took a bath. He helped me wear his baggy-sized clothes since one I didn't bring anything over and two I can't feel my legs. Even though I was a centimeter taller than him, his clothes are still big.

We walked out of his room, my arm over his shoulder as he helped me down the stairs. My legs felt like jelly as ever.

His mother sat in front of the couch, her legs crossed while her arms were crossed on her chest.

She looked at us and said, "Both of you have a seat."

I gulped, Jisung helped me sit down on the couch, I accidentally sat too fast which made my bottom hurt, making me let out a whimper.

My face reddened in embarrassment, I covered my face as her mom let out a chuckle. I felt the spot next to me lower, indicating Jisung had already sat down as well.

She then cleared her throat, I placed my hands on my lap and looked at her, Jisung held my hand tightly, which gave me comfort.

"So… I know the two of you are old enough to know about using condoms… right?"

"Y-yes ma'am," I answered, mentally slapping myself for stuttering right in front of Jisung's mom.

Her glares, as sharp as a dagger, ready to slice at me with one wrong answer. I held onto the shorts tightly, I could feel myself tremble under her gaze.

"I heard you're the bad boy of the school… is it true?"

"I was… but I left that name when my relationship with Jisung wasn't a secret anymore."

"Hmmm… that sounds interesting, but… romantic at the same time."

The pauses her mom had in her sentences are scaring the shit out of me, my heart rates going through the roof right now.

"Mom, stop scaring (Y/n) with your small pauses," Jisung said, letting out a small chuckle as he wrapped his arm around me, hooking his hands on my arm.

Her mother chuckled, she placed her hand on her chin while her elbow was on her knee. She then gazed at me with pure happiness.

"Don't hurt my son, (Y/n). I promise you, you don't want to see me mad."

"I promise ma'am, I won't!"

"Don't call me ma'am, mom would be nice."

My lips curved into a smile as I heard the words I never expected to hear from her.

"Thank you mom, I really appreciate it," I said.

"Alright," she said, smiling as she smoothed out her office attire, "I'll cook the food, what do you want?"

"I would like a mcdo--"

"Not you Jisung, I was asking (Y/n)."

"Oh, Uhm, what Jisung likes would be fine." I lightly smiled at her.

"Sure," she glared at Jisung before making her way to the kitchen.

We both turned to each other, his smile was from ear to ear while his eyes smiled as well.

"I told you she'll love you!"

"I know… it's just that because of my history, I didn't expect your mom to accept me just like that…"