angel baby (heavy editing)

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    (This chapter is all about sex and for mature readers only. :) I'll still indicate where it begins though)

(A/N: due to scheduling conflict, I won't be able to update the remaining chapters tonight but tomorrow night unfailingly. :((()

        

         Chris was on a video call with his mother who was thousands of miles away. It was a day after New year's.
"I've missed you so much, my love", his mother said to him.
"Me too", he replied as he took a significant bite of his waffle. It was morning and Oliver had helped serve him breakfast in bed. Right now, Oliver was at the house gym working out. He would be with him right now watching him workout but he couldn't possibly ignore his mother's call. No matter how ridiculously hot Oliver looked like working out.
"You seemed more engrossed in your meal and whatever is going on in that head of yours"
That quickly snapped him out of his thoughts. He didn't say anything but remembered what he was told in therapy about apologizing. Now seemed like the perfect time.
"I'm sorry"
"Awn, you didn't do anything wrong"
Welp, he was confused.
"So, where is Oliver? I don't see him anywhere", She continued his conversation her head moving about as if she would get a glimpse at the rest of the room when the computer was in a stationary position. Chris thought that was illogical.
"He's working out at the gym"
He took a sip of his strawberry milk. Yummy.
"Is there anything you'd like to tell me about Oliver?" She asked and he looked at her at that moment. He recognized the look on her face. She had used it so much on him over the years.
"We are dating and are in love" , he answered honestly.
His mother is silent for a while. All she did was blink.
"You're in love?"
He nodded.
"Chris, don't take this the wrong way but are you absolutely sure you're in love with him?"
Chris frowned. What? A frown marred her face. He thought she would happy for him. His stomach cramped uncomfortably.
"Actually, there's two sides to that, the other involving Oliver directly. I'll have a long conversation with him later but back to you. Are you absolutely sure? It's not about your age or the whole family issue, I'm not a prude. I love you both so much. Sorry to say this but in the past, Oliver was cruel to you. And I know he's changed so much since then and through his actions I've seen how much he cares about you but a part of me feels like you've used Oliver as some sort of replacement for Kathy. I'm sorry, I just want you to be okay and happy. It's not that I don't trust your decision or I'm invalidating your feelings. I'm sorry"
He saw her wipe her eyes. Why was she in tears?
"Just think about it, okay?"
"I don't have to think about it. I love him"
"How do you know you're in love? You've never been in love"
"I'm not stupid, mom"
"I never said you were! Give me one reason, just one reason why you think you're in love"
Chris' head went blank for a second.
"See?"
"I think this is a typical example of putting someone in a spot but I have so many reasons mom, so many. I love him, mom, I'm in love with him. He makes me happy and when I'm with him, I'm not in my head so much and I feel safe with him. He doesn't expect much from me. He's patient with me and doesn't make me feel bad about my episodes. He's with me every therapy session. Are those reason enough?"
He had lost his appetite and he was angry. He didn't want to speak to her anymore.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I just- you're growing up so fast and I don't know how to handle that"
"It was bound to happen"
"You're right, I'm sorry"
      The video call ended a few minutes later with his mother profusely apologizing and wiping away tears that threatened to fall. His day was officially ruined. Everyone who had discovered that he and Oliver were together had the same things to say. He thought people changed and we're allowed to change. What was with the hostility? He wasn't so oblivious to know that Oliver had indeed treated him badly in the past but he had apologized and had changed since then. What else did the human race want? He looked down at the remaining food that laid on the stool on his laps. He couldn't even eat. He tossed the stool on the lamp stand and sat on the bed sulking.