SINFULLY INLOVE. chenji

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"it's nice to see you again, chenle." she walked toward her son, while chenle took a step back, "what are you doing here?" chenle asked, voice getting a little shaky because of how mad he is. the woman smiled at her, "why? you don't want to see me? i'm here to see you, it's been a while." 

"stop with that bullshit and get to the point!" he yelled. he couldn't take it anymore, he was filled with anger and he couldn't keep it anymore, "why are you here?"

jisung could see how pissed chenle is, he placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down a little. he looked around, and luckily, there are no one around them.

"is that what you get from being away with us? being disrespectful?" she raised an eyebrow, mocking a laugh. "and you," she pointed at jisung, "who could you be? this young man's boyfriend?" she asked with a boring tone, jisung looked at her for a second before breaking the eye contact, not answering her question. 

"i am asking you a question. does the cat got your tongue?" she raised an eyebrow, waiting for jisung's answer, "what now—"

"leave him out of this, what do you want?" chenle asked.

"i just want to see you."

"i don't want to see you."

the woman laughed at her, "who's son doesn't want to see his mother? seriously, chenle, stop with that attitude, you're making me laugh." 

"who's mother would treat her son miserable?" 

both were shocked when jisung suddenly spoke, chenle held his hand tightly, afraid of what her mother would do after jisung said those words.

"i see where my son's bad attitude came from." she gave chenle a look, "you're going home with me." she walked towards his son, snatching his arms forcefully, "i don't like how you're being disrespectful to me—" she was about to take chenle with her but jisung stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder, "let go of him." jisung said, pushing the woman away. 

the woman took a step back, glaring at jisung, "what are you doing?"

jisung held chenle's hand tightly, "i won't let you take him away. can't you see that he's uncomfortable around you?" he wants to raise his voice but he still wants to show respect and he doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of chenle. "please get out. i am kindly asking you to leave him alone."

she scoffed, "who do you think you are to say such things? i am his mother and you don't tell me what to do—"

chenle took a long sigh, "mom, please leave." he begged. he couldn't keep the anger anymore and he might do something bad, and also seeing jisung slowly getting mad doesn't help, his mother might do something too if jisung doesn't stop. "you're going back home with me." she approached chenle, forcefully taking him by his arm, she made sure to put a lot of strength and doesn't even care if she's hurting her son. a smirk formed on his lips when she successfully pulled chenle away from jisung. 

"mom, please, s-stop. you're hurting me." chenle tried to let go away from his mother's grip, but the woman tightened her grip on his son's arm, which made chenle wince in pain. jisung didn't think twice and was about to take chenle away from the woman, but, "try to take him away from me and I'll make sure that you won't be seeing him anymore." she threatened, making the younger stop. 

what she said alarmed chenle. he doesn't want to be away from jisung. he knows that his mother will do anything to take him away from jisung and he doesn't want anything to happen. he must stop his mother. 

"let go of me!" he couldn't control the anger anymore and pushed his mother away. the woman lost balance and fell to the ground, she groaned in pain.

chenle was shocked at what he did. he didn't mean to push her that hard, he couldn't do anything and just watched the woman slowly stand up, glaring at him like she was going to do something horrible. his mother scoffed at him, "you're a nasty son." 

"mom, just leave, please. i don't want to see—"

a stinging pain hits his cheek. before he could process what just happened, his mother took a handful of his hair, pulling it very hard that chenle couldn't even feel anything but pain. "you are such an impolite son," she raised her hand, slapping her son's cheek harshly once again. chenle couldn't do anything but cry, he wants to push his mother away but he couldn't. 

seeing how harsh the woman is, jisung pushed the woman away, "what the fuck are you doing?" he couldn't stand how chenle was being treated by his own mother. do you even call her a mother after that? "you're hurting him!" jisung yelled, shielding chenle from the woman.

"get out of here, kid," she said. she was about to push jisung away and pull chenle away from him again but jisung pushed her away. the woman glared at him, fuming with anger "what are you doing?" 

"fuck off!"

she is slowly getting annoyed and irritated at how stubborn the two are. she fixed her hair and sighed, "you know what," she rolled her eyes, "you two really belong together. both are disrespectful and impolite." she mocked a laugh, "fine. i'll leave now," she gave chenle a look who's now hiding behind jisung, sobbing like a mad man, "don't expect me to treat you like a son after this."

she walked away after. jisung waited for her to completely leave, but before the woman could leave, she stopped and looked back.

"also, prepare your things, chenle. we're going back to china the next day after tomorrow," she said before completely walking away. 

jisung tried to ignore what she said and focused on chenle. he faced the older, cupping his cheeks, wiping his tears with his thumb, "she's gone now." he tried calming him down by giving him a hug, burying his head on his chest. he let chenle sob and cry on his chest, while his hand slowly stroked the older's head, hushing him down. chenle sniffed, "i hate her so fucking much." he sobbed as he gripped tightly on the younger's shirt. 

jisung rubbed his back softly, "calm down. i know what you're feeling right now but you need to calm down first." he slowly pulled away from the hug, cupping chenle's cheeks once again. he frowned at the sight of the older's crying face. "h-how do i calm d-down after what s-she did?" he stuttered, sobbing and shaking, trying to take a deep breath.

jisung admired him with sad eyes and a frown on his lips. he wiped the older's cheek before leaning in, giving a soft kiss on his forehead, "take a deep breath." he said, sticking their foreheads together as he help chenle take a deep breath. 

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