High On You | chensung

eighteen

"Do you have any family?"

"Just my cousin and his parents."

"Mom and dad?"

"Er... they're not in the picture."

"Why? If you don't mind me asking."

"Mom!" chenle moved closer to jisung on the couch, holding his hand discreetly for reassurance. "Don't be rude!"

The couple never discussed jisung's family, it was clearly a personal matter that he wasn't ready to discuss.

"It's fine." he reassured chenle. "— I've never met them. They gave me away to my aunt and uncle as soon as my mom had recovered from childbirth and i've never heard from them since." he lied. He knew his lies would come back and bite him in the ass one day, but he wanted nothing to do with the horrid truth of his real life.

"I'm sorry to hear that." Ms. Zhong smiled empathetically, who wouldn't feel sorry about the poor boy? "Where's your aunt and uncle?"

"They're very wealthy, but they travel a lot for work these days so they only have time to visit once in a blue moon. They're very nice people though." At least he didn't have to lie about that.

"Well you seem to make my son happy so you're welcome here any time." the old woman smiled sincerely and the interaction between the two made chenle happy. He'd hate for two of the most important people in his life to not get along.

Chenle snatched up jisung's hands and dragged him up the stairs, into his bedroom. He yelled a quick 'bye' to his mom before slamming his door shut.

"Sorry for the interrogation, I talk about you a lot and I guess she wants to see why." chenle laughed nervously, flopping onto his bed. His bed looked big enough to fit 3 grown adult men.

"you talk about me?" jisung smirked already knowing the answer.

Chenle gulped and nodded hesitantly as jisung approached him. The younger boy had a dangerous aura surrounding him.

Jisung laughed at the boy's nervous behavior and climbed atop him, holding chenle's wrists above his head with one hand. The 19 year old knew exactly what he was doing, he needed a distraction.

Being sent back to memory lane was never good for his health. He wouldn't say he was using chenle for his own benefit. He enjoyed teasing the boy, distracting himself was just a plus.

It was the only healthy option to distracting himself.

Though, chenle was wondering where this conversation took a turn.

"Can I kiss you?" jisung whispered in a seductive tone, his eyes flashing between his lips and his eyes.

Chenle nodded, he had been dying to kiss jisung since they had arrived here two days ago.

Jisung took this chance to press his lips against the chinese boys'. Their lips worked together in harmony, fitting together like missing puzzle pieces. The kiss between the two quickly escalated.

Chenle tugged on jisung's hair as they pressed their body's against each other, creating friction that left them both empty minded and speechless.

"Do you guys wanna watch a movie? I ordered pizza?!" chenle's mom knocked on the door.

The two boys broke apart immediately. Jisung fell to the ground with a loud thud. Chenle hopped up from his place on the bed and stormed to his door.

"Mom!" he opened up his door but stopped talking once he noticed the warning look his mom was giving him. "Sure." he mumbled.

Mrs. Zhong noticed their flushed faces, swollen lips and jisung's messy hair. "Hey, keep your hormones under control while you're in my house please."

"Bye mom!" chenle slammed his door shut as he heard his mom laugh hysterically from the other side of the door.

The pair calmed down, in a non sexual way, and spent the rest of their day watching a movie marathon with chenle's mom.