count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ two ⌟

he sighed once more at how that's the only thing he remembered from his boyfriend's name. ❝ten hyung.❞

❝ah, yes.❞ chuckling with that whipped smile that showed his dimples, jaehyun started clinging to mark and treated him as his boyfriend. ❝my little, cutie pie, five plus five!❞

ten, chittaphon leechaiyapornkul, the thai transfer student which mark just mentioned a while ago and which jaehyun called as five plus five. he's a student in the drunk male's department, also a third year college student. he and jaehyun had been going strong for three months until this happened, where they argued in the streets just because a stranger kissed jaehyun so suddenly.

jaehyun was so pissed during that day, swearing that if he ever sees that person again, he'd make sure to make his life into a living hell.

❝oh look,❞ mark thanked the gods above for having a driver who comes five minutes after being called. ❝let's go, i'm taking you home.❞

❝ah, you're so cute and small, my twenty minus ten!❞

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after a long orientation with the head of the maids that took the whole day having them tour around the place, taeyong and his mother is finally brought to their room and the two of them can't help but have their jaws dropped. it's even bigger, and better than their old apartment. this is probably one of the things taeyong was happy that he let his mother work here. in this way, he'd be able to study well in a proper environment.

although their bed, a small living room was packed in one place, it's better than nothing. they also had a room for a bathroom but he didn't want to check that out yet. there was no kitchen, which it would be a surprise if there is, but he can always sneak in to the main house's kitchen and get food there. taeyong threw their bags down the ground and made a run for it, throwing his body and flopping down the soft mattress, humming in content.

❝taeyong!❞ the mother walked over to the body laid flat on to the bed they will be sharing and slapped his leg. ❝stand up.❞

he groaned, shaking his head. ❝just say that you also want to lay here.❞

puffing her cheeks with a pout, she pushed her son away. ❝fine, give me space.❞

gladly rolling to the side, taeyong now had his body faced to the ceiling and also gave more space for his tired mother to lay down. the two of them laid there in comfortable silence and was happy that they got this opportunity. he honestly doesn't know where his mother had caught this chance to work here and how she got accepted but he didn't put too much thought to it, just being grateful that they finally get to live in a proper environment.

❝i'm quite disappointed that we didn't get to meet the family.❞ the woman started to speak, breaking the ice between them.

that made taeyong have his brows furrowed. ❝why do you badly want to meet them?❞

❝well, they are nice. the wife is, i haven't met her husband.❞ she started. ❝also, they have a son.❞

he had no idea what's the big deal about it, making him turn his body to the side to face his mother. ❝so?❞