count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ five ⌟

with a pout on his face, taeyong turned around with a huff. ❝you really don't believe me?❞

❝i mean, you two look good together.❞ she commented, wiping the tears she got from laughing at how upset and serious her son looked like while defending himself. ❝i don't mind believing what's not real.❞

that was what she also said with yuta and also with johnny when he brought that biker at his house for a school project. ❝you find me looking good with anyone.❞

he honestly appreciated how she accepted him when he came out of the closet, not to mention how supportive she became upon knowing it. she'd always even tease him, looking like his bestfriend instead of a mother, whenever a cute guy passes by.

❝listen to me, taeyong.❞ she started, properly sitting down with that look on her face which he can never take it seriously.

lazily nodding his head and taking his charger from one of his bags, he quickly charged his phone while waiting right next to the desk where he placed it. crossing his arms and facing his mother down the bed, he raised a brow as if he was waiting for her to continue. ❝i'm listening.❞

❝this is different.❞ she clasped her hands together and made taeyong groan at another session of this kind of talk. ❝he is different. i feel something going on between the two of you and—❞

❝it's just hatred.❞ he cuts him off before she goes on a whole essay as to why he should end up with that annoying guy. this was also the same about yuta when that japanese actor joked about taeyong being his boyfriend. ❝something happened to us before this.❞

gasping and covering her mouth, the woman was shaking in nervousness down the bed. ❝a-are you.. it can't be.❞ taeyong questioned her reaction, wanting to know what caused her to look like that. ❝are you pregnant, taeyong? is he the other father?❞

sometimes, he just wonders what's going on inside that head of hers. ❝what—❞

but before he could deny it, his phone now started ringing and taeyong just noticed countless of messages and calls he had missed coming from both the japanese actor and his biker friend. right, he forgot to tell johnny that he got home already. he must have told yuta about it and got him worried.

❝i'll take this first.❞ he said, removing the charger and leaving his phone to at least ten percent.

❝taeyong!❞

before stepping out of the room, he was being called by his mother that made him turn around just to see that innocent smile of hers that can never fool taeyong.

puffing her cheeks, she made sure to use a baby voice to tease her son. ❝i want triplets.❞

the mention of having three kids honestly made taeyong sweat buckets. ❝goodluck adopting then,❞ he said waving a hand at her which had his phone and showing her that he'd take a call from yuta. ❝because that would be impossible to happen with me!❞

hearing his mother huffing made the son laugh, getting out of the room and closing the door before facing his phone that missed another call. taeyong was about to call either of the two but he received another call from the japanese actor that made take a deep breath before swiping it and placing the device on his ear.

he didn't even get to say a word, a shout was then heard from the other line.

"where the fuck have you been!?"