High On You | chensung

nineteen

2 weeks into their vacation and they were already having a hard time surviving.

They insisted on assisting Ms. Zhong in the kitchen. She only intended on baking a few cookies, but with the two young boys 'helping' her it was quickly deemed impossible.

Chenle leaped behind a chair as he dodged a handful of chocolate chips being thrown from the other side of the room. "You're gonna need better aim than that, park- AHA!" he flung the block of butter that was on his spoon and it landed on jisung's forehead.

Jisung felt around his head for the butter before throwing the remains of it at the wall beside chenle. "Take that as a warning, lele!" he hid himself behind Ms. Zhong's legs, who was trying to calmly mix the cookie dough.

Ms. Zhong finally had enough when she turned around and was met with a handful of flour meeting her face.

Both boys froze in their respected army bases, waiting for her reaction.

"Zhong Chenle. Park Jisung." she spoke through gritted teeth to which both of the said boys nodded, trying not to piss their pants.

"If this mess isn't cleaned up in the next 15 minutes, both of you will be sleeping with the ants outside tonight!" she stormed out of the kitchen after making her request clear.

The two of them scurried to their feet and collected all of the cleaning supplies they could find. Chenle suggested playing music while they cleaned to which jisung agreed.

They cleaned for ten minutes and was almost done until the song 'Lilac' by IU begun to play.

They shared a knowing smile as chenle began singing the lyrics into the broom that he was pretending was a microphone. Jisung sprinkled some flour into chenle's hair in an attempt to enhance his performance.

Jisung had forgotten that chenle was internationally famous for his amazing voice. He was captivated to say the least. Chenle's singing was the equivalent to a child getting exactly what they wanted for christmas. He was at a loss for words. Jisung was brought back to reality when chenle tossed the broom to the side and pulled jisung close.

Chenle wrapped his arms around jisung's neck, not missing a beat of the song, and jisung laced his arms around the elders waist by instinct. They swayed back and forth as chenle sung peacefully between the two. He hit the notes with ease and it was the most beautiful sound known to man.

Once the song had ended, jisung captured chenle's lips in a chaste kiss. It was soft and slow, holding so many emotions and unspoken feelings.

At this moment, jisung realized that he loved chenle.

"It's been 15 minutes, why aren't you done cleaning?!" Ms. Zhong interrupted their moment, which ended in a long scolding for the two younger boys.