❝can i hit him?❞

their eyes went to the mother who's hands are itching to meet jisung's cheeks. after hearing jisung's explanation, she just can't help but feel so betrayed. chenle then quickly stood infront of jisung to protect him from any hits that's going to come to him, especially from his father who's quiet about the situation but his fists were clenched.

❝i can't believe it.❞ the mother then ran a hand through her hair. ❝i trusted you cheesesung!❞

just when everything was so serious, chenle's mother just had to mispronounce jisung's name. he could even hear jisung letting out a confused sound while his father stared at his wife with that questioning look of his. ❝jisung, mom. his name is ji sung!❞

❝cheesesung!❞

❝jisung!❞

❝cHEESESUNG!❞

❝jISUNG!❞

and it would be a lie if jisung wouldn't say that it was like hearing two dolphins argue. seems like the father was also used to this by now seeing how he is calmly standing right next to the mother with his hands covering his ears. jisung then sighed and slowly went in front of chenle to stop him from arguing with his mother.

the mother then snapped back to her senses and raised a brow at jisung. ❝still doesn't change the fact that this boy right here deserves a hard slap.❞

chenle frowned, if only his mother knows what jisung has been going through. ❝spare him mom, please.❞

❝no, lele, it's fine.❞ jisung turned around and gave his cute little dolphin one reassuring smile. ❝she's right, i deserve it.❞

❝jisung, don't do this to yourself.❞

not listening to chenle, jisung went to take a step close to chenle's mother and bravely stood there with his head up. ❝you are right mrs. zhong, i deserve that slap.❞

looking up at the tall male, chenle's mother badly wanted to slap him. just a while ago she was itching to hit him but seeing how brave he is to take the hit, she lost the energy to do so. clicking her tongue, she turned around her back on jisung. ❝you are too tall for me to reach.❞

smiling, jisung bent down and was gladly ready to accept his fate. ❝here, mrs. zhong.❞

❝how dare you make fun of my height cheesesung!❞

the boy chuckled, now knowing where chenle got most of his genes from. but a frown then made its way to his lips, now being serious at the situation. ❝after everything i have done to your son, i think i deserve a slap from you mrs. zhong.❞

❝don't force me to do it cheesesung or i'll give you a punch rather than a slap.❞ the mother then glared at jisung who's still bending down to match her height. ❝and my punch hurts more than a simple slap.❞

❝then better.❞ because up until now, jisung knows that he deserves more than those. he deserves to suffer more than what he is undergoing right now.

❝here it goes, i'm going to punch you.❞

jisung nodded, ❝go ahead.❞

❝i'm really going to do it.❞

❝mrs. zhong?❞

❝what?❞

❝are you really doing it?❞

raising her fist up in the air, the mother was in a position to fight. ❝you bet i am.❞

chenle stood behind jisung and wanted to stop his mother from hurting jisung but he knew jisung won't like it if he does. but it hurts him to see that even after everything he did to pay for his mistakes, he is still guilty about it and still thinks that he deserves more suffering.

❝honey—❞

the father paused when she finall threw her fist to jisung, making the young boy to close his eyes and get ready for the blow.

❝baam.❞ unexpectedly, the mother only settled a soft one while making those sound effects to make it seem like she was in those action movies.

standing there, chenle and the father was worried for nothing. of course, they should have known that she has soft spots for people who accepts their mistakes. while they were holding themselves to let out a laugh, jisung stayed there being confused.

❝t-that's it?❞

huffing her cheeks, she then looked away. ❝just leave from my sight before i give you a real one.❞

a smile was then formed into jisung's lips, taking a proper bow of gratitude to chenle's mother. ❝thank you so much mrs. zhong.❞

❝hey, jisung?❞ the young boy then looked up to chenle's father who just called him out. ❝please take care of our son.❞

❝will do—❞

❝or i'll be the one who'll slap you while she gives you a punch, hm?❞ he threatened, cracking his knuckles.

❝yes mr. zhong!❞ jisung said without wasting a second, making chenle laugh behind him.

grabbing jisung's hand, chenle excused them from his parents and then dragged jisung up to his room. jisung followed from behind and couldn't help but admire the short male that's dragging him towards his room right now. jisung knew that his parents are waiting for him at home but it wouldn't hurt staying here with chenle for at least a few minutes.

❝jisung, come here.❞ chenle pouted when jisung didn't follow him to bed. he then made grabby hands to the younger male that made jisung coo.

❝who is the baby now, you or the one inside your stomach?❞ jisung then approached chenle and made the older sit in between his lap, his back leaning to his chest.

❝we are both babies.❞ chenle positioned himself comfortably before taking jisung's big ass hands and played with it while the other went to settle on his stomach. ❝you need to take care of us both.❞

❝i will, don't worry.❞

but the next moment, chenle could feel jisung's mood quickly changing. chenle stopped playing with jisung's hand and turned his body around only to see him frowning. ❝ji..❞

❝do i deserve all of this?❞ he then started, looking down. ❝chenle, can i love you?❞

❝ji, of course you can love me.❞ chenle sighed, leaning forward and placing a kiss on the younger's forehead and then one on his cheeks. ❝you have gone through a lot.❞

❝i hurt you.❞ the younger male then bit his lower lip. ❝i'm a monster chen—❞

❝then i have things for monsters.❞ chenle said, cutting jisung off. ❝i'm not scared of them jisung. i'm not scared of you, i would never be scared of you.❞

❝i'm sorry.❞ he couldn't help but let out the tears that he has been keeping in all this time. ❝i'm sorry chenle, i'm very sorry, i'm so sorry, i'm—❞

❝if you say sorry one more time, i'm biting your lips.❞ chenle threatened, squinting his eyes at jisung who's lips are shut tight.

❝may i ask for your forgiveness?❞

❝jisung!❞ chenle puffed his cheeks and didn't hesitate to smash their lips together, biting the younger's lower lip as his punishment.

jisung usually enjoys kisses with chenle, making the most of it and especially leading the kiss but right now it's chenle leading and him crying about it. chenle still continued to kiss the younger male, not knowing that jisung was crying. after feeling jisung's hand on his neck, chenle opened an eye and pushed himself away from jisung after seeing him cry once more.

❝did i bite that hard?❞ chenle covered his mouth, cheeks heating up. ❝jisung?❞

❝n-no.. it's just that..❞ jisung brought his hands up and went to wipe his tears. ❝you still love me even after everything that just happened.❞

of course, why wouldn't chenle love jisung? sitting down in between the younger's legs, chenle placed both his hands on his stomach and began to talk to it. ❝baby, your daddy jisung is such a crybaby.❞

❝no!❞ sniffing, jisung went to cry his tears up. ❝daddy jisung is a strong baby!❞

❝strong baby?❞

❝a strong man, i mean!❞ jisung groaned, slapping his forehead for the wrong choice of word. ❝starting now, i am a man.❞

chenle only stared at the younger male with a smile on his face, watching him talk to himself and reminding that he's going to be a father so he should act mature. he trusts jisung, he knows he's going to do it. and if not, then chenle's right there beside jisung to help him. noticing chenle staring straight at him, jisung stopped speaking and the two of them had a loving staring contest. neither of them wanted to break away from admiring each other's orbs.

but jisung had to upon having a random thought. ❝chenle? i know we had decided to be more than friends awhile ago.❞

❝hm..❞

❝but like.. i just want it to be clear? i know it's late to do this since we are going to be fathers months from now but i still think it's proper to start this way.❞ jisung then started to blabber, making obvious to chenle that he was panicking as he didn't know what right words to say. ❝but if you don't want to start it this way then it's completely fine. i can deal with it, i mean, i can go with whatever you want. we can just—❞

❝can you be my boyfriend?❞

still not on his right mind, jisung nodded his head and agreeing on what chenle said. ❝exactly. chenle, can you be my boy—❞ but he just realized that chenle beat him up to it first. ❝hey!❞

the older chuckled and settled a peck on jisung's lips, losing count of how many times they have kissed for today. ❝is that even a question?❞

❝there aren't any romantic violin instrumentals around us neither am i holding any flowers for you but i—❞

❝you're blabbering again.❞ chenle then cupped the boy's face and stared to his orbs. ❝jisung, no need to panic.❞

❝it's just that, i don't know if right now is the perfect time nor it is a right place to ask you this.❞

❝even if you would ask me out on a dumpster date,❞ chenle let their foreheads touch, ❝i would still say yes.❞

❝so..❞

❝yes, jisung.❞ chenle mumbled, smiling at jisung who's frozen from his place. ❝i'd love to be your boyfriend.❞

❝no?❞ he was making sure that he wasn't hearing things.

❝it's a yes!❞

❝a no?❞

❝jisung!❞

tackling chenle down the bed, jisung hovered over the older and showered him with kisses. ❝i love you, i love you, i love you. i love you so much park chenle!❞

the chinese giggled at jisung giving him kisses to his neck that tickled. ❝i love you too zhong jisung.❞

"so wait, is cheesesung a zhong now?"

"or is lele a park?"

hearing familiar voices outside of his room made chenle turn red after finding out that his mother and father were just listening from outside. ❝mom! dad!❞

"you know what? let's just go and prepare for the wedding."

"let's leave them alone, maybe little zhong will have another baby sibling."

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