High On You | chensung

eleven

Much to his dismay, jisung had gotten used to chenle's company. He was used to the overhyped, giggling boy walking around donghyuck's house. Now that he was gone, jisung was lonely. He'd been alone his entire life but he never felt lonely.

Jisung flopped onto his bed and pulled a half empty bottle of vodka from beneath it. He then pulled out his phone and began to text his favorite pop singer.

'How's america treating you?' - jisung 11:40 p.m.

'Like a princess! It's only 7 a.m. here in New York but staff made us get up early for rehearsals, hair and makeup etc.' - Chenle 11:42 p.m.

'I miss you.' - Jisung 11:42 p.m.

'I'll call you this afternoon! gtg, renjun's acting like an angry mom again!' - Chenle 11:50 p.m.

Jisung genuinely laughed at the boy's silly text and sipped from the bottle again. A few moments later, reality hit him. He was smiling at his phone because of texts from a special boy. He had to go outside and do something, anything.

Jisung called dejun since he was the calmest between his boyfriends. When he arrived, jisung jumped into the passenger seat of his car.

"What's up, want a smoke?" dejun offered jisung some weed, and he'd be crazy to reject his offer.

After their quick smoke session, jisung decided to speak up on what was on his mind. "How did you, hendery and yangyang become a couple?"

Dejun snorted. "well obviously we asked each other out—"

"You know what I mean." jisung shoved the boy beside him playfully.

"Is this about that famous ass singer that's been spotted with you multiple times by the paparazzi?"

"Jesus, I didn't realize we've been hanging out that much." jisung facepalmed himself.

"Let me guess, you're trying to figure out your feelings for him." dejun smirked since he had got his answer from jisung's silence. "If it's got you stressing this bad then you definitely do."

"I'm sure hyuck doesn't think I need any relationships at the moment."

"If you want a relationship with this kid, you need to get help. Not just for yourself, but for the both of you. Seeking professional help could save you both from being extremely hurt in the future."

Jisung knew he was right but he still didn't want to accept it. He'd been denying help for as long as he could remember. Opening up the locked space in his brain that held all his pain would definitely cause him more suffering than he wanted.

"I'll look into it." jisung wasn't going to look into it.

"That's good, now get the hell out of my car." dejun shoved the younger boy out of his car and drove off without another word.

Jisung scoffed and went back into the house to possibly sleep or do more drugs, he couldn't decide which.