"Zhan Zhan, you are home...though a little late," my mom answers the door. Not sure who is more surprised here, her or I. Yibo still looks drowsy as if he didn't get enough sleep. My hand in his hand, we stand there like a statue when we see my mom's happy smile.

She notices our interwined fingers with a raise of her eyebrow. I thought for a second that Yibo will leave my hand at her stare, but he just held it even tighter. "You're home, mom," awkwardly, I give her a sheepish smile. She laughs at it, moving out of our way to let us enter. 

"Sit down you two. I made dinner," isn't it very cliche that she is in home when I take Yibo for the first time to my home with a name in our relationship. Yibo looks at me in a questioning gaze which I returned to him. Seeing that he is not ready to put away that gaze, I ask him in a whisper.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You didn't introduce me to your mom,"

"Is that why you are pissed?"

"Do I have another reason to?"

Okay, I get it. He is pissed. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. After the dinner is set, we made our way to the dining hall when we hear my mom's shout. My mom didn't do something extravagant, she just did a basic dinner which is very tasty.

"So..." my mom interrupts the peaceful silence.

I sigh. Here goes nothing. "He is my boyfriend to be," I tell her with a shrug. Yibo coughs hiding his chuckle at my mom's expression. Her face looks horrified as if I commited a great sin. 

"How can you be my son. Have some manners. Introduce his name, and then the relationship," she scolds me in front of Yibo which makes me pout a bit. It is very embarassing.

"Now I get why you talk about manners all the time," Yibo whispers only for me to hear. My ears turn red at that but Yibo starts laughing out loud.

"Hi ma'am. I am Wang Yibo. I am chinese too," he drawls out not knowing whether to continue or not.

My mom gives him a appreciative look and gives me a 'you, learn from him' look. 

"About your family?" she asks and I know by the face Yibo made that he doesn't want to talk about it. 

"Mom, ask about his family and background when he proposes to me for marriage," I tell her sternly which made my mom roll her eyes. 

"My mom is in bad condition and is taken care of by her sister. My dad is no more, so I stay with my aunt," he says simply interrupting our banter. He didn't lie, but he didn't tell the whole truth. My mom shakes her head in pity but changes her expression and the topic to something comfortable.

"Stay for the night, Yibo," my mom orders him playfully.

"Thanks ma'am,"

As we walk up to the room, he hugs me quietly from behind. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Nothing big. My mom has a brother and a sister. They both want to take care of her. Uncle had good intentions while aunt has ill one's. I chose Aunt to be my legal guardian. Though she is taking good care of her, her son, you know that guy right, Dak-ho likes to torture me. She loves her son so much that she doesn't want me to retort and accept the bullying for the sake of my mother. So I planned to accept it till I turn 18. Now that I am 18, I am not sure of the next step," he sighs on my shoulder.

I understand how hard it had to be for him. I ruffle his hair. "We will figure it out. Can't you contact your uncle?"

"He went to live in abroad after I made my  decision. I don't want to disturb his life," 

"Ohh..." 

"Can I ask about the rumour on your friends?"

"They left because I was blackmailed. They are from rich families, but I didn't want them to change school because of me. I was popular with them, so Dak-ho wanted me to transfer to another school which is far away from here. Transferring is not a problem, but I will not be able to see my mom. I hid it well from my friends, but they came to know about it when Dak-ho was talking about his plans to his friends. So they applied for transfer before notifying me. They know about my situation well, so they just sacrificed half a year of their lives,"

I want to kill Dak-ho, that asshole. Yibo's voice is unbelievably vulnerable that I want to kill whoever is responsible for that. 

I turn around in his arms to face him. Holding my hands behind his neck, I give him a peck. His hand traces from my lower hip to the back of the neck to deepen the kiss. Tongue fighting for dominance, I let him win. His other hand gets hold of my ass cheek, eliciting exciting moans from me.

I remove his belt and fiddle with his button with my eyes closed and our lips attached. Breaking away from the kiss for a breath, he removes my shirt and his, before taking care of our pants.

He pushes me towards my bed and made me sit, before kneeling down in front of me in between my legs. 

Being naked with him is always exciting.

"I am tired. Let me help you before going to sleep," did he just read my mind and decided to do the exact opposite of 'exciting'.

I didn't get to curse him more as I was soon enveloped by the warmth of his mouth. I grunt at the sudden warmth before feeling the bliss of my life.

This is the official ending guys. I may add extras, so give me suggestions on what you want.💕✨