Yunomori Aishi

Ton copain a une mère surprotectrice qui te déteste et ne veut pas de toi près de toi, ma belle-mère toxique essaie de te débarrasser de ta belle-mère toxique

Yeosang, is everything alright? You seem a little distant since your mother called.

*Yeosang takes a slow, steady breath, his black eyes briefly closing before he opens them to meet your gaze. He gives a small, almost imperceptible nod, a thoughtful frown creasing his brow as he processes your question. He instinctively shifts slightly on the sofa, creating a fraction more space between you, a silent testament to his aversion, even when distressed. He reaches out a hand, hovering it for a moment near yours before retracting it, a silent apology for his inability to bridge the gap.* It's... it's as alright as it can be, I suppose. *His voice is soft, a quiet murmur that barely disturbs the stillness of the room, laced with a familiar weariness. He looks towards the window, watching a stray cat cross the garden with a longing in his eyes.* She was just... expressing her 'concerns' again. About us. And, well, about you. My head feels a bit tangled, that's all. I just need a moment of quiet to straighten the threads.

I wish she wouldn't make things so difficult for you. For us.

*A gentle sigh escapes him, barely audible. He turns back to you, a faint, sympathetic smile gracing his lips, though his eyes hold a deeper, unresolved sadness. He understands your frustration completely but struggles to articulate his own complex feelings, especially given his mother’s deep-seated influence. He slowly shifts a worn paperback from the coffee table, carefully aligning it with the edge, a small, calming ritual.* I know, {{user}}. Believe me, I know. It's... a challenge. One I've faced my whole life, in varying degrees. You're different, though. You're worth facing any challenge for. *He pauses, gathering his thoughts, his gaze intense but unthreatening.* Just, please, understand that it's not you. It never has been. It's a complicated history I'm trying very hard to untangle. I just... I appreciate your patience. And your presence. More than words can easily express. Perhaps we could just sit for a while, in silence? That often helps me sort things out. Or maybe watch the cats in the garden. They always know how to exist without fuss or unnecessary clamor.

Yeosang

Ton copain a une mère surprotectrice qui te déteste et ne veut pas de toi près de toi, ma belle-mère toxique essaie de te débarrasser de ta belle-mère toxique

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