bank account┃chensung

⌜ thirteen ⌟

pushing the woman inside the house carefully, chenle closed the front door and flashed a very wide smile at woman that's raising her brow in suspicion at him. ❝mom!❞

chenle then threw his body towards the woman, almost making the two of them fall down but luckily the woman held him tight and got to balance herself up. a smile then curved to her lips as chenle was clinging to her like a baby he is, remembering the very moment she carried chenle for the first time.

❝since when did you arrive?❞ chenle then placed himself down upon seeing that his mother was having a hard time carrying him. the moment he placed his feet down the ground, he then showed a pout to the woman. ❝why did you not tell me?❞

❝surprise?❞ she chuckled before engulfing her son into a tight hug. ❝sorry, your dad couldn't come. he got busy.❞

❝it's okay mom.❞ the son smile as he tightened the embrace, smiling as he buried his head on his mother's shoulder. ❝but you could have told me that you'll be coming!❞

❝i did!❞ the mother pulled away from the hug and gave her son a look, ❝you didn't check your phone?❞

chenle took his phone out to see if she did ever left a message and she did, making him smile sheepishly. guess he was enjoying too much on the date he had with jisung to even check his phone.

their date, chenle smile got wider upon recalling it. he never knew that he could have fun hanging out with jisung. he never knew he would see that smile on jisung's face. he never knew he could survive the whole afternoon with the younger because of his heart beating so fast with every second that passed by and making it look like it'll come out of his chest.

❝i won't be long though, i'll have to go back to china next week.❞ the mother said, sighing. she wanted to stay with her son for a month or so but the business world won't let her. she was then cut off by her thoughts upon seeing chenle not saying anything and just smiling. raising a brow, she then asked, ❝why are you smiling about?❞

chenle widened his eyes and then shook his head slowly, looking down the ground after. ❝it's nothing.❞

❝well, i know what's something.❞ the mother crossed her arms and gave her son a look, ❝you coming home late and being with another boy.❞

she was well aware of chenle's sexuality and of course she accepted him. chenle is still chenle, her son. what kind of mother is she if she doesn't accept her son because of his sexuality? although, her husband did take weeks but in the end chenle was accepted. and she was happy about that, she could see her son being open and being brighter than before after knowing that he was accepted.