DATING A WHORE —
chapter fifty-nine
Korei hummed to herself as she washed and dried the dishes. Katsuō had arrived home not too long ago and was starting dinner, so Korei decided to wash up the dishes she and Shinsou had dirtied for lunch. As she and Katsuō worked in the kitchen, Shinsou sat in the living room with his eyes glued to the television screen. His favorite show came out with a new episode today, which only just aired now. Everything was going great...until it wasn't.
"Mama! Mommy~" he drew out, his head thrown back against the couch as he strained to look into the kitchen. He wanted something to drink and he also wanted to know how much longer until dinner was done.
For the past few days, Korei had gotten so used to being called 'mommy' that she totally forgot Shinsou's actual mother was there. Perking up a little, she called out to him to ask what he needed, however, there was a voice layered over hers. As the little girl realized her mistake, she turned bright red and stared down at the running water. Katsuō turned around to look at her, eyes wide with shock and disbelief. This left Shinsou extremely quiet. What the hell had just happened? Why had he said that?!
"M-mo-mommy...?" Katsuō stuttered out, suddenly taking a few steps out of the kitchen to see where her son was now shamefully cowering into the couch. She looked back and forth between the two and then took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind and calm herself down. As calmly as possible, she smiled at Korei's back. "Korei, sweetheart, go to my bedroom," the girl quickly turned the water off, drying her hands on a nearby hand towel. "Now."
"Yes, ma'am, Katsuō, ma'am," she murmured and hurriedly rushed out of the kitchen to the bedroom. Shinsou peeked back to catch the scared look on her face before she disappeared. Oh no, this was not going to be okay. There wasn't really any way to get by this. It doesn't matter if his mother already thought they were doing things, it matters that now she knows they were doing things...and that Shinsou calls his girlfriend mommy! What the fuck?!
"Hitoshi, darling, I'll deal with you later, okay?" Katsuō smiled once again and Shinsou nodded, watching as his mother carefully made sure everything was turned off in the kitchen. He felt like he needed to do something. Is there any way he could stop this?
"Mama...please don't hurt her? I-it's not–" he cut himself off, gaze adverted since he didn't want to lie. Katsuō looked at him with this sharp glare, waiting for him to finish talking. Was she upset? Hell yes. "She didn't–! It's not like we–ugh!" He couldn't find the right words to say. Nothing made sense! "J-just don't be mean to her, okay? It wasn't her idea!" Shinsou practically shouted, looking at his mother with as much emotion on his face as he could muster. Korei definitely didn't need to be put in this position. Why couldn't he have just watched what he said more carefully?
As that went on in the living room, Korei sat in Katsuō's once very comforting room, mentally cursing herself for not being careful! It's all her fault that this happened! Now Shinsou's gonna get yelled at by his mom and she might even get kicked out! It's not fair! Why did she have to answer him? She knew his mom was around! What the actual fuck is wrong with her? Why couldn't she have just ignored it? Bu-but Shinsou needed something. So maybe she could just write it off as worrying about him? Yeah, that could work! She definitely wasn't being freaky with Katsuō's son! No, she couldn't lie so blatantly to the woman that's practically housed and fed her these past few months.
Korei continued to think deeply about her mistake and how to fix it, her finger tapping her chin as thoughts came and went. Katsuō was about to murder her...or at least yell at her in such a way that she would feel as though she had died. What Korei feared the most was being forced to leave...or worse...break up with Shinsou! She could never! Why couldn't they go back to yesterday when she and him got matching piercings and cuddled with each other while watching a musical?
"Sorry darlin', I didn't mean to keep you waiting too long," Katsuō spoke earnestly when she stepped into her room. She could tell immediately that Korei was afraid and ashamed, but the talk with Shinsou made her re-think the punishment. Katsuō had been the one to tell her that it was okay, so she couldn't get too mad. Plus, it's entirely plausible that they hadn't done anything until she gave permission. That wouldn't be hard to figure out, thanks to Katsuō's quirk, but she really didn't want to know. "Now, I'll admit that I was pissed off at first. To think that my son is dating a...whore really just...angered me. It's not really ladylike to do things like that and be so open about them to other people." Korei opened her mouth to try and explain that she wasn't being open about their sexual activities, but Katsuō glared at her sternly. "Now, you need to learn how to be proper, Korei. If you're going to act like a slut then at least keep it to yourself."
"B-but K-katsuō-san–!" She was cut off by her boyfriend's mother raising her hand to dismiss things. Fear flashed in Korei's brown eyes and she quickly flinched and cowered. "S-sorry, ma'am, fo-for raising my voice." Katsuō stared down at her, a frown digging into her lips as she realized that Korei thought she was going to hit her.
"I-i wasn't going to hit you, dear. I'm deeply sorry about that," Katsuō apologized to her, letting her hand drop. Korei looked up at her wearily before straightening up. "Like I was saying, it'd be horrible of me to allow my son to continue being seduced by a whore, so keep your lustful behaviors to yourself, Korei."
The green-haired girl didn't understand why but it hurt so bad to be referred to as a whore and a slut by her boyfriend's mother...the same woman who she began to call her own mother. She couldn't explain it, but it was like she was crumbling to pieces. Katsuō was pretty much her idol, the person she admired most! Why was it okay for Shinsou to call her those things but not for anyone else? Those names were things that older girls would say to her, and they paired up horrifically with the things the mothers would whisper about her. It's something that Korei should have been used to...but hearing Katsuō say it made her feel...disgusting. "I apologize, Katsuō-san. I won't act in such a manner again!"
Though Katsuō had gotten what she wanted, she felt like she had destroyed something in the process. Had she gone a little overboard? I-if...Kei was here then he'd probably tell her that she was overreacting. He'd most likely encourage their son to keep trying new things simply because that's how you find out what you like. Sighing heavily, she dismissed Korei from the room and went looking for that comfort sweater that once belonged to her husband.
Korei exited the room and went straight back to the dishes. Luckily there were only a few left so she focused on cleaning those, however, Shinsou refused to leave her alone. Abandoning his show, he got up from the couch and stood near the kitchen counter as he watched Korei. He could tell that she was hurt, but he waited until she was finished with the dishes to wrap her up in his arms. He didn't care that her hands were still wet and that she had managed to splash the front of her shirt as well, he just wanted her to know that he was there for her.
"It's okay, baby. I'm right here," he whispered softly, repeating the same words that he always said. It didn't matter to Korei because it always helped. "I've got you, Korei. It's okay." The only misconception is that she thought he was telling her that everything would be okay. He was trying to let her know that it was okay for her to cry.
"I-i'm so sorry, H-hitoshi-kun. I-i didn't mean–" her jumbled cries were barely comprehensible but he did his best to decipher them. "–I-i just wa-wanted to know what you needed! I for-got about y-your mom! I'm so sorry! I-i shouldn't ha-have ever m-made you do that! I-if I wa-wasn't so...disgusting–!" She continued to ramble and rant, her hands gripping Shinsou's shirt tightly. He just listened, eyes wide and brimming with tears. This was not her fault! She doesn't need to blame herself! His mom probably made her feel like this...dammit! This was definitely going to put a dent in Korei's confidence...and she was just stepping out of her shell!
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