Syayoti

Chanyeon

Chanyeol's mom remarries. But with his crush's father? Oh no! He intends to be cold towards her and treats her harshly. He didn't know that actually she likes him too. Will they be able to endure the obstacle despite the bond they're having now?      

“Chanyeol-ah! Come here, please!”

“Yeah, omma?”

“Omma has something big to tell you!”

Chanyeol skipped down the stairs with a wide grin on his face, “What’s up, omma? You looked so happy!”

“I am happy!” Mrs. Park cooed, “Come over now, quick!”

Chanyeol giggled as he sat by her side, “What is it, omma?”

“So, son…”

“Yeah?”

“You know I’m meeting this great man, right?”

“Yeah, your honey. I know that, omma~ Are you trying to make me jealous now since I have no girlfriend yet?”

“Aigooo~ Of course not.” Mrs. Park laughed merrily at his joke, “But you will be more jealous when you hear what I wanted to tell you.”

“What is it, omma?! You’re being so weird now.”

“Son!”

“Yeah?”

“I’m going to get married!”

“WHAT?!”

“He proposed to me!”

“Wow.”

“I know right! WOW!”

Chanyeol smiled at his mother’s brightest expression ever. “I’m so happy for you, omma.”

“Really?”

“Of course! You found someone who would take care of you. I’m so happy for you. From what you said the whole time, he seems to be a great guy too!”

“Yup! He’s such a great guy. I’m so happy to know him, son. After your appa passes away, he appeared. We felt the same since our partners were gone, and we found comfort in each other.”

“I know, omma.”

“So you agreed to our wedding?”

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I be? As long as you’re happy!”

“That’s my awesome son.” Mrs. Park smiled brightly, “Come here. Give omma a hug!”

“Awww~ My omma is all grown up now~”

“Psh! I’m older, young man.”

They shared a happy laugh before releasing the hug. “Right. We’ll be having a dinner together this weekend. I’ll introduce you to his daughter.”

“He has a daughter?”

“Yup. Just like I have a son.”

“Is she pretty?”

“Son.”

“I know, I know. We’ll be family.” Chanyeol laughed instead, with Mrs. Park following along soon.

“That’s more like it. So is this Sunday alright?”

“Of course. I’m free!”

“It’s a dinner at his house!”

“Alright.”

Chanyeol stayed with his mother a little longer, chatting the whole night with her, before finally returning to his room.

They were always this close, and Chanyeol always listened to his mother.

He knew his mother was always alone, and he wanted her to be happy too. Now that he knew his mother was going to remarry with someone so nice, he agreed at once.

He was always this understanding too.

Chanyeol slept well that night, thinking about how happy his mother was, and how happy he will be. If his mother was happy, he will be happy too.

And of course, he was thinking about one more girl.

That girl, who made his heart fluttered every time he saw her.

♥♥♥♥♥

“Jiyeon-ah!”

“Eo! Baekhyun oppa!”

“Here’s a chocolate for you!”

Jiyeon took the chocolate from Baekhyun happily, thanking him with a bright smile.

Chanyeol saw everything.

He let out a sigh again, before burying his head into his arms, which were on the table. “Damn it.”

Kai laughed as he nudged Chanyeol’s elbow happily, “Confess to her if you like her! Don’t be jealous if Baekhyun got her first!”

Chanyeol shot up from his arms at once, “No, he won’t!”

“You wouldn’t know!”

“He knows I like her.”

Baekhyun walked back to their table while whistling to a merry song.

“See! He’s happy. He obviously likes her too.” Sehun cooed, agreeing with Kai’s words. Chanyeol simply glared at Baekhyun as he approached them.

“Woh, woh! What’s with your eyes?!”

“Why are you flirting with Jiyeon?”

“Can’t I give her a chocolate?”

“No you can’t!”

“Why? She’s not yours too!”

“Byun Baekhyun!”

The boys simply have to laugh at him. “Fine fine. I was just playing with you alright! Just go and get her if you like her this much!”

“I wish this was easy.”

“It’s easy. Just say you like her. That’s it!”

“It’s not as easy alright! What if she doesn’t like me back?”

“Then win her!”

“It’s not easy.”

No matter what his friends said, he simply couldn’t make up his mind to confess.

The girl was right in front of him, but he couldn’t do a thing at all.

That was him.

He was always this coward when it comes to love.

When he was younger, there was a girl he liked too. But she left the country before he could confess. This time too, with Jiyeon.

He had Jiyeon in his eyes for almost a year.

Jiyeon was still here, in his school, a junior of his, but he was so afraid to confess.

That was how he is.

As such, the week went by quickly, with Chanyeol eyeing Jiyeon every moment he could.

And it came to the weekend dinner at the Park house.

Chanyeol wore a casual outfit, as chosen by his mother, and went to the Park house with his mother together.

He even bought a bottle of wine for a gift too.

“Ah! There you are! You’re finally here!”

Chanyeol smiled sweetly as he saw the two adults hugging each other tightly, looking so in love.

Finally, he caught the male’s attention.

“And this must be Chanyeol! Look at him! He’s so tall for a 20 years old boy!” Mr. Park cooed. “Come on in, Chanyeol-ah! I’ve cooked your favourite stew tonight!”

“You knew what my favourite stew is?”

“Of course! Your omma often compliments you and told me everything about you. To the extent that I’m so jealous.”

That made the mother-and-son laughed. “That’s my omma~”

“Yes, and that’s her charm.” Mr. Park cooed. “Now, come on in!”

“Ah, right! This is for you, ahjussi.” Chanyeol smiled, pushing the bag of wine to him.

“You even bought a gift?”

“Of course! We’re here for dinner. I have to bring something, right?”

“Only this once!”

“Alright, only this once.” Chanyeol agreed.

“Now take a seat! I’ll get my daughter down!” Mr. Park pushed them both to the dining table and settled them both down quickly, before rushing to the stairs.

“Jiyeon-ah! Are you done preparing yourself?!”

Chanyeol widened his eyes when he heard that name. *No way. I must be hearing things.*

“Jiyeon-ah!” Mr. Park shouted for her again as he walked up the stairs.

“Yes, appa! I’m done!”

*No… No way… That’s her voice…*

Right before Mr. Park entered her room, Jiyeon skipped out of it happily, with such a sweet appearance on.

“Look at you! My sweet daughter looks so cute!”

“Appa~ Stop it~”

“Come on. Let’s go down!”

“They’re cute, isn’t it?” Mrs. Park nudged Chanyeol playfully, while the latter simply laughed awkwardly.

He had no idea what to react at all.

Mr. Park came down with her daughter, and finally showed her to the mother-and-son.

And right when the younger ones met eyes, they were so stunned.

*It’s him… No way…*

*It’s really her…*

“Jiyeon-ah! This is my soon-to-be wife whom I’ve told you before, and this is her son! His name is Park Chanyeol. Ah! He’s in your school too! Have you seen him before?”

Jiyeon bit her lips as she turned to her father, “Y-Yes… We met before…”

“That’s good, isn’t it?! Now you both could go to school together!”

Mr. Park pushed Jiyeon down onto her seat, which was directly opposite Chanyeol, making them both awkward.

Mr. Park too, sat by her side, and the dinner began.

The adults were talking merrily, while the two teenagers were eating in silence. They agreed to whatever the adults said, but they weren’t even listening to them.

They were avoiding each other’s eyes too.

After dinner, Chanyeol stayed outside in the yard, staring into the sky blankly. Without knowing Jiyeon was already by his side, he let out another sigh again.

“Are you alright?”

He jumped, slightly.

Thank goodness Jiyeon didn’t see it or he’ll be so embarrassed.

Chanyeol stared at her side features, contemplating on what to do.

“Are you alright?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” He managed out this phrase of question, and Jiyeon finally turned to face him.

“You just sighed.”

“It’s nothing, and I believe it’s none of your business.” Chanyeol hissed softly, and he could definitely see the hurt in her eyes.

But he had to do it.

If he treated her nicely, he would be falling deeper for her.

It would be so wrong.

And that moment onwards, he had decided to treat her harshly, and badly.

“Erm… I’m sorry… I was just concerning about you.”

“Don’