be happy always guys and don't forget to keep yourself healthy!
the man hissed as he felt his wife putting to much pressure on the cotton towards the bruise on the corner of his lips. ❝hey—❞
❝don't you dare complain.❞ she grumbled, continuing to treat her husband's bruise. ❝you're the one who asked to be punched.❞
jisung was now finally being freed by his father's bodyguards with his mother's orders but he can't seem to stay calm as he stayed seated on the other sofa, having it all by himself. his parents were seated on the other sofa with his mother scolding his father while treating the bruise on his face. the young pure blooded can't help but scoff, getting annoyed by being in this situation.
the mother noticed him, lightly slapping her husband's arm because of it. ❝that's for not treating him well.❞
❝don't i have the right to get mad?❞ he snapped, taking his wife's wrist and stopping her from hitting him. ❝he's dating an—❞
❝what does it matter to you, huh!?❞ having the strength to do so, she used her feet and kicked his leg with it. the mother then clicked her tongue, taking her wrist back from his grip. she then gave him a glare before softening her gaze as she diverted her attention to her son that's seated there with a deep frown plastered on his face. ❝jisung, if you want, you can go back to school and i'll be the one to pick you up later.❞
the young pure blooded alpha had his glaring eyes boring holes to his father before standing up from the sofa and shaking his head. ❝might as well lock myself inside my room now that i'm here.❞
with worried eyes trailing on the student, the mother darted her eyes back at her husband and smacked him countless of times. seriously, why did she marry a man like him in the first place? simple, she loves him. probably not the way how he treats their son but if she doesn't love him in the first place then she would have already signed the divorce papers and ran away with jisung in her arms.
stomping his feet every time he takes a step, a stressful sigh came out from his mouth. he finally then got a view of the door to his room and didn't waste another millisecond to grab hold of the door knob to twist it. he had his eyes scanned inside his very room and he would have missed it this much if he wasn't just forced to come home.
that innocent bag of his was then thrown somewhere inside the room as he went on to change out from his uniform. finding the temperature too hot for him to handle, he snatched some tank top from his wardrobe and got a pair of shorts for him to change. that didn't take him a minute to finally get comfortable with his clothes. flopping his body down his bed, the pure blooded couldn't hold back a loud groan that was muffled by a pillow he buried his face on.
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needs┃chensung
Fanfiction╻everyone has needs. in chenle's and jisung's case, they need each other╹ ❀ chensung ❀ chogiwanese ━┅ ✎ this is made out of pure entertainment and a hundred percent FICTION. the characters portrayed in the book DOES NOT depict on what t...