𝖱𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗌 | 𝖭𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇

Ventuno

Jeno took the keys out of the pockets of his jacket, inserting them inside the lock and opening the door to his apartment (aka big ass mansion)

He stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw another jacket hanging on his hanger, and a bag on his couch.

No No No, please not today

"Oh hello dear son! How are you doing?" He got greeted by his mother when he stepped inside the kitchen, seeing her prepare a feast.

"I'm ok. Why are you here?" Jeno asked, crossing his arms.

"Can't I come visit my dear son?" Mrs. Lee smiled, making Jeno roll his eyes.

"No. You only come when you want something. So tell me what the hell you want and go away" he hissed.

"There's this girl I foun-"

"No! How many fucking times do I have to tell you that i won't marry any of the girls that you bring me??? I don't like them! They're all fake, and none of them is nice! So fucking stop trying to get me to marry one of those plastic dolls because I. DONT. WANT. THEM. I'm seriously so done with you!" Jeno ran out of the kitchen, into his room.

He knows that it's immature to run away in the middle of the conversation, but he couldn't deal with his mother right now.

"Stupid mother, stupid girls, stupid marriage. Stupid stupid stupid" he tried to hold in his tears.

"Lee Jeno! I swear to fucking god that if you don't dress up nicely, and act like a gentlemen in front of our guests, I won't fucking allow you to see your dad anymore!" She screamed, damn was she done with playing.

"No! You can't do that!"

Not his dad. Not the only person that supported him once he came out, not the only person that truly took care of him.

Not the person that was now in jail because of his mothers fake accusations.

"Yes i fucking will!" She laughed, as she continued to chop vegetables.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry" Jeno curled up, head buried in his knees.

After some more time of staying in that position, Jeno decided to accomplish what his mother wants.

He couldn't loose his dad.

"Jeno sweetie! The guests are here, come on!" Jeno could hear the fakeness dripping from her tone, and it angered him.

He put on a decent expression, as he went out for a hell of a dinner.

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Jeno could clearly see that the young girl didn't want to be here either, her parents were conversing with his mother, so he took the opportunity.

"Hey, want to go outside?" Jeno whispered to the red haired girl, who nodded frenetically.

Everything to get out of this.

"Mom, we'd like to be excused" His mother nodded, as they walked out of the balcony door.

"I can see that you don't want to be here either" Jeno bitterly chuckled.

"I- I hate the way that they try to set me up with everyone, why can't I just choose for myself who to love?" The girl, Chaeryeong said, running a hand through her long hair.

"I feel the same, you see, I have this boy I like, but my mother never accepted the fact that I liked boys"

"You like boys?!? I like girls!" Chaeryeong chuckled in disbelief.

"Why do you sound so surprised?" Jeno laughed.

"You just look straight- I mean, now that you mention it I kinda see it" she smiled.

"I suppose that you like someone? How is she like?" Jeno asked, sitting down on the black outdoor couch.

"Well- actually i'm in a VERY complicated relationship with other 4 girls- i like this one girl, but she likes me and another girl, who also likes her and another girl, then there's this other girl that likes the other girl, who likes the other girl. then there's the last girl that likes me and the other girl."

"Very complicated indeed" Jeno's eyes were wide, he honestly didn't understand anything that she just said.

"Yeah... heh"

"We should go back inside" Jeno said, noticing that his mother was signaling them to come back in.

"Wait! Uhm can I have your number? You're really nice- maybe we could grab coffee sometimes?" She grabbed his arm, turning him around.

"Of course!" Jeno smiled, his eyes turning into crescent, just like how Chaeryeongs did.

They exchanged numbers, and went back inside.

At least they made a friend.

(A/N): sup, Chaeryeongs color is red. PERIODT