⌜ twenty ⌟

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since one from his wrist is being loosened, shotaro brought his arm down and removed the mask his he wearing, showing the drunk male that frown on his face and that look of worry he is having.

that also caught sungchan's attention, making the corner of his lips curve down as he tilted his head to the sad. ❝w-why is baby marshmallow sad?








sungchan, please.❞ leaning forward, the young japanese dropped his head down to the male's shoulder. he took deeps breaths in with his cheeks all flushed and his heart beating fast. all these words he is saying is flustering him, and he doesn't know how to stop himself from feeling tingly. ❝i have to remind myself that you're drunk.

humming, the taller male held the small figure in his arms to prevent the two of them from falling. soon then, a chuckle escaped from his lips as he happily announced. ❝oh, yeah! i went drinking with jeno and hyunshit because i'm sad too!

you're.. sad?❞ with brows knitted, shotaro moved away to face the skyscraper. how is he sad? he could have sworn that his soulmate was just okay the last time they were together.








hm,❞ the younger hummed once more as he began to sway the two of them from side to side. ❝marshmallow is sad, that's why sungchan is also sad!








"shotaro!" second later, a shout from the phone was then heard. "i swear to the chickens above, if i find out that sungchan is taking advantage of you—"

it snapped the celebrity back to his senses as he realized that he is still in a call with a certain chinese father. ❝chenle, oh. uhm, yeah, it's okay. i can handle him for the night, don't worry.








chenle?❞ sungchan then started to feel all giddy, like a child meeting his bestfriend after a long time. ❝le, you fucking adorable dumpling! i have always wanted to put you inside my pocket and throw you at a river together with my pants.

"what did he say?" a shriek was heard from the young japanese, having to pull the phone away from the excited skyscraper before he says something that could release the demon inside the chinese that's on the line.

i'll end the call now,❞ shotaro hurriedly stated, holding the taller male with one arm after twisting the door knob open, and pushing the door using his foot. ❝don't worry, i'll be able to deal with him.








"just call if something bad happens, he tends to overdo everything when he's tipsy." chenle told him, still not shrugging off what the skyscraper had told him. "and i'll give you the permission to use pepper spray if things get out of hand."








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