SINFULLY INLOVE. chenji

05

they both sat on the sofa, with jisung sitting closely to chenle, he's like a little kid who is clinging to his little teddy bear.

"care to explain?" chenle asked, hugging the younger back. he didn't push him away because he can feel that jisung needs a hug, also, he's warm that's why. "i will not leave, but please tell me everything."

the taller buried his face on the smaller's neck, inhaling his scent. "but you have to eat f-first-" jisung didn't finish what he was going to say when chenle spoke. "i'm not hungry. plus i don't have any appetite to eat." he said coldly, he didn't mean to sound cold but it came out like that. "you will tell me everything or i will leave?"

that question scares jisung, he doesn't want chenle to leave him. he finally got chenle, he will lose control when the older leaves him.

"don't l-leave me, please." he can't help but tear up again, you might call him a crybaby but he doesn't want to lose chenle again. he finally got what he wants, and he will not allow chenle to leave him. but he can't do anything except beg the older not to leave. "i have time to explain but not now." he gulped the lump on his throat. 

"stop crying, please. don't be so dramatic, i'm not dead yet." chenle laughed at his own joke. but jisung cries continuously, not finding chenle's joke funny, making the older frown. "you're acting like a child, stop crying now."

the taller pulled away, wiping his tears. he noticed that he's so dramatic, so what if chenle will leave him, he will always follow the older.

maybe, he should explain what exactly happened. but he's scared, what if chenle will report him? what if chenle will tell everyone that he was kidnapped by jisung? what if- he didn't even notice that he was shaking because of fear. the chinese looked at jisung, alarmed. "hey, are you okay?" he is mad at the taller not telling the truth but he cares for him, of course. "hey, you're shaking. are you—"

"h-hyung, i'm sorry. please don't hate me. i will tell you everything but p-please don't hate me." he mentally facepalmed, he found his stuttering really annoying but he can't stop it, his voice is shaking and he can't help it.

"tell me everything."

jisung took a deep breath before speaking, he cleared his throat, trying not to stutter, "i live by myself. my parents kicked me out of the house when i was fifteen."

chenle wants to hear why the fuck is he in a stranger's house, not jisung's story. but maybe he should listen. the younger looks like he wanted to tell everything so he will listen.

"i worked at a convenience store for almost two years. but it's worth it, i guess." he sighs.

chenle sighed, he can't help but get annoyed, only if he can tell him to get to the point, but he can't. it seems like jisung is serious with what he's saying. but, that's actually sad, chenle thought. why would his parents kick him out? did jisung do anything bad? what kind of parents are they? that's disgusting. "why did they kick you out though? did you do anything wrong?" the smaller asked. "i don't even know why. after they abused me, they kicked me out." jisung answered.

"that's disgusting, they're disgusting. how could they?" he asked, slowly diving into the conversation, he can't help but get curious.

"i know."