SINFULLY INLOVE. chenji

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the two of them immediately went home after finishing their classes, and now, both of them are comfortably sitting on the couch, a blanket wrapped around them with daegal laying on jisung's lap. a romantic movie is playing on the television, while the coffee table is full of different snacks. those kinds of things are enough to make them feel relaxed, as long as they are together.

chenle looked at jisung who is busy watching the movie. a soft grin slowly curved on his lips as he rested his head on jisung's shoulder. his hand slowly makes its way to jisung's, holding it tightly. he raised it a little just to give the back of jisung's palm a short kiss. 

the younger noticed chenle's actions, "you're too clingy today." he chuckled, chenle snuggled closer to him as he laugh along with jisung, "we look like an old married couple." he giggled. jisung gave him a teasing smile, "let's get married then." he joked while chenle laughed, "i still want to enjoy my youth." jisung just smiled at what chenle said and continued to watch the movie.

minutes passed, and both of them are busy watching the movie. suddenly, in the middle of watching, chenle's phone rang, catching both of their attention. chenle took his phone that is on the table as he excused himself. he gave jisung a kiss on the cheek before going to the balcony.

chenle looked at the contact, and his eyes widened to see her mother's name. this is odd because she never called him. she will only contact her son whenever it's important or work-related. he took a deep breath before answering the call, "mom?"

"chenle, where are you?" chenle can hear her mother's serious voice. 

"what do you mean?" he asked.

"i called the landlady of the apartment that you were living in and she told me that you moved out. what does this mean chenle? where are you?" she asked with a serious voice and it really shows how mad she is, "and i found out that you moved out a month ago. don't even try to hide it! mrs. hwang told me everything."


"fine! calm down, i'm going to tell you everything, just calm down." he sighed, "i moved in with my boyfriend." he said without even hesitating, he knows that his mother is going to be mad with his answer but it's better and more reasonable, even though he and jisung are not yet together. "we decided to move in together." 

"boyfriend? you are living in with a man?! are you serious chenle?!"  her voice starts to get louder and she started to yell every word, "i don't even know what to say... you're ridiculous." she scoffed, "you told us that you want to live alone because you don't want any of our presence and you wanted to focus on your studies! and now you're living in with a man?!"

chenle tried his best to stay calm, "don't yell at me. this is my choice, i got to do everything i wanted to, and don't you ever stop me and force me to listen to you again." he said calmly, but deep inside, he really wants to pour it all. his mother never listens to her and only cares about what she feels, "you wanna know why i wanted to live alone? because you guys never actually cared about me. you guys only talk about business and will only care if it's about fucking money."

"where did your respect go?! don't be disrespectful, chenle. i am your mother—"


"if you want me to respect you then give me respect too! you only care about what you feel and you only listen to yourself! tell me, do still see me as your son or i am just nothing to you?" he asked, tears slowly falling from his eyes, "i never received anything from you but fucking hatred!"

"is that what you get from living with a man? don't you fucking cuss at me, young man!"


chenle had enough so he hang up the phone. he placed a hand on his mouth, trying to stop his sobs but it didn't help. he couldn't stop himself from crying. it hurts him so much, his own mother hates him and it pains him. his mother doesn't even feel any sadness when he was yelling at her, she is supposed to get sad and sorry that her son is yelling at her, but no, instead, she yelled back at him, not showing any sadness but anger.