Chenle and jisung were scheduled to hang out at 10 in the morning since chenle had to be back on the road that evening.
Jisung knew he was fucked when he woke up and the time read 9:34.
Jumping out of bed and rushing straight to the shower, he ignored the messy piles of clothes and trash that littered his room. He dressed himself in basic blue jeans and a white shirt after he brushed his teeth, topping it off with a blue flannel and white converse. He never really cared much for fashion.
His throat was dry and itched for something other than a drug to be swallowed.
He grabbed a random pill bottle from his desk and an half empty water bottle on his way out of the door. Swallowing two of the pills with water, he walked to the café they agreed to meet at. He shoved the pill bottle deep into one of his pockets, telling someone about his drug habits wasn't conversation material for the first date.
Jisung considered telling donghyuck and their friends his whereabouts for today, but even he couldn't trust that he'd be coming home today. It was extremely inconsiderate but jisung liked to remind everyone that he lived for himself, not others.
The café they agreed to was very basic and comfortable. it was designed with light shades of brown and the smell of coffee beans littered the place. All that could be heard were the sounds of coffee machines and light chatter between customers.
"You're ten minutes late, birthday boy."
Jisung jumped as chenle startled him. He gripped onto his heart dramatically as he tried to calm down, the singer laughing hysterically beside him didn't help.
Once the younger calmed down, he finally looked over chenle's appearance. He was wearing black skinny jeans with a white turtle neck and doc martens. Jisung watched as the singers chauffeur drove a few blocks away. He stayed close in case of emergency.
Chenle lifted his very expensive glasses into his hair to get a better look at the younger male. Jisung looked poor compared to him.
"...My birthday was yesterday." jisung breathed out. Chenle shrugged in response.
Once they entered, they both ordered hot chocolates and sat at a booth in the far corner.
"I decided to use my personal chauffeur rather than the limo they offer me, I'm undercover." chenle made finger guns as if he was a spy. Jisung rolled his eyes and laughed at the older boys antics.
"How long are you on tour?" jisung questioned.
"Just one more month, I can't wait for it to be over." chenle sighed dreamily.
"Why is that?"
"I love meeting my fans and traveling but I enjoy being home with family and friends more, you?"
Jisung took a sip of his drink as he thought. He loved his family and friends but he didn't spend enough time with them.
He cleared his throat before answering. "I don't have much in that department. Just my cousin, donghyuck, and his parents along with our two friends." he explained. He didn't want to go too deep into detail. He hardly talked about his past with anyone.
Chenle noticed he was withholding information back but decided that it was most likely for a good reason, he didn't want to make the boy uncomfortable. "Ah, are those the people who you were with yesterday?"
Jisung nodded. "We all practically grew up together."
Chenle saw how proud jisung looked when he talked about his friends and it brought a smile to the chinese boy's face.
They talked and enjoyed themselves for another hour before chenle had to prepare to leave. Jisung was saddened that their time together was cut short but he appreciated it because his high was beginning to wear.
They stood outside the little café awaiting chenle's chauffeur.
"I enjoyed our little date." jisung spoke.
"me too."
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High On You | chensung
FanfictionIn which, jisung is a hopeless drug addict with a tiny obsession over famous pop singer Zhong Chenle.