High On You | chensung

eight

The two boys suppressed their laughter as they entered the home that held the other five boys. They attempted to sneak back in the same way they snuck out but much to their dismay, the back door was locked. This meant they had to enter through the front door and face their friends.

"Where've you two been?" jisung's overly protective cousin asked not even a second after their arrival.

Mark noticed their conjoined hands and nudged donghyuck's side, jisung immediately separated himself from the other.

Jisung noticed that it was only these two present in the room. He raised an eyebrow, "Where's the other three?"

"Jeno and jaemin went home, and they took renjun with them." mark explained.

"To do what?" chenle squinted suspiciously.

"This is so off topic!" donghyuck interrupted. "Where did you go?" he asked once again.

With that, jisung grabbed ahold of chenle's sleeve and dragged him up to his bedroom, ignoring the yells from donghyuck pressing for him to answer.

Going to his room was a bad idea.

Once jisung opened his door, he immediately closed it. "Er... wait just a moment."

The younger male slipped into his room, leaving behind a confused chenle. He threw empty pill bottles into the trash, full ones into random cabinets, bags of coke and marijuana went into their respective drawers. With every second he cleaned, his mouth began to water. He itched for a taste. A taste of anything, he desired the feeling of adrenaline that came with the deadly drugs. He didn't know how long he had been sober, but he needed to feel that sweet release that the drugs brought him.

He began to sweat and silently dry heave before he finally gave in. Swallowing a couple xanax tablets and getting rid of any evidence, he opened the door to allow the chinese male in.

Since he only got rid of any signs of drugs rather than cleaning his entire room, it was still a mess. Chenle didn't let it bother him, what more could you expect from a young man?

Jisung was more embarrassed than anything. He couldn't control his withdrawal symptoms for longer than ten minutes to enjoy the company of his friend. He didn't feel guilty for being under the influence. After all, it would be quite hypocritical seeing as he's been high each time they've hung out thus far.

"Jisung!" chenle waved his hand in front of the dissociating boy. Jisung snapped out of his thoughts, he could feel the drugs entering his system.

"Hm?" jisung replied, strangely calmer than he was thirty seconds ago.

"I'd assume you were a fourteen year old boy from the looks of your room." chenle snickered, walking around the room and analyzing it.

"I'm still fourteen at heart!" jisung defended himself.

"I can see that." chenle gestured towards the Iron Man poster above his bed.

"Hey! You don't have to be a kid to realize iron man is the best avenger!" jisung argued.

"That's debatable."

The two then went on to argue over who the best avenger was, chenle was determined to prove it was black widow. Jisung was just grateful his nerves had calmed down and chenle was no longer analyzing his room.

After moments of debating, chenle scratched his arm awkwardly as he asked jisung a question that had been bothering him since they got back to his house. "Do you mind if I sleep over? It's just that renjun usually sets up my rides since I don't know the area so well, since he's gone-"

"hey it's fine, there's plenty of room here." jisung felt slightly bad for allowing people into donghyuck's family home without permission, but he knew donghyuck couldn't resist the charms of park jisung. Especially since donghyuck felt responsible for the younger male at all times.

"It is getting late, i'll show you to the guest room."

Jisung then showed the chinese boy to the guest room. Since it hasn't been occupied in ages, it looked as fresh as new. It was blandly decorated to look like a hotel room. Jisung gave chenle a fresh comforter and extra pillows to make his night here more welcoming.

Once they bid their goodnights and jisung had finally went back to his own room, he received a text.

"party tonight, you in?" - yangyang, 9:12 p.m.