her? ⇢ chensung ✔

drei

jisung woke up to the sudden feeling of something extremely fluffy on his chest. the moment he opened his eyes, he was attacked by some sort of fluffy monster resting on his face.

"what the fuck, i..." he trailed off as he grabbed the sudden intrusion of fluff from his face, only to see it was the bichon wagging her tail at him, really happy to see him awake for some reason.

"oh it was you..." he beamed as he gently held the bichon in his hands and got out of bed, having no idea what time is it. he walked out of his room, only to see someone in the kitchen, cooking something up.

jisung walked over to see the senior screaming and struggling to hold a pan that was literally on fire. her face almost looked like she was about to faint right there itself, but thankfully, she held the pan's handle with both her hands like a double-edged sword and continuously striked it on the countertop, which somehow helped reduce the fire.

his grip on the bichon got tighter as he slowly started to back off from seeing his black-haired roommate's antics. he was planning to order take out using her money; this was definitely not something he wanted to witness.

she turned back to see him holding her daughter, the charred and disfigured pan frozen in her grip. she threw the pan on to a table nearby and approached him, her icy glare almost piercing through his skin.

the white bichon in his hands started to squirm at the sight of her actual owner. she finally got out of his grasp and jumped into her hands, licking the result of the catastrophe that happened.

jisung basically melted at the domineering glare she had. something about her was making him feel wonders, almost as if he fell for her that instant.

she took out her phone and started to scroll in it, as she walked aside from him to take a seat in the couch. "i'm ordering take out, what do you need?" her voice was really high-pitched, as if he did not just hear her scream at the highest glass-breaking pitch he has ever heard.

"i said, i'm ordering take out, what the fuck do you even need?" she spoke out again in a much more dominant voice, jolting him out of his trance. "oh god, don't tell me you're deaf."

"uh, a-anything you want, noona, i'm fine with anything," he stuttered, hesitantly approaching to sit adjacent to her.

she stopped scrolling in her phone as she looked up to see his face— distraught yet awkward. a smirk took over her facial features as she iterated a question he feared to hear. "you really don't want to pay, hmm?"

he shot his head up and opened his mouth to defend, but he knew he'll lose this argument anyway. he drooped his head back down in defeat. "yes..."

"aww, it's fine, you can order anything, i won't mind, alright?" she tilted her head and looked at him in a wholesome way, much to his relief. "besides, i really don't know the cuisine here..."

"w-well...since i'm not that hungry, let's order samgyeopsal then," his voice faltered at first, but he slowly grew in confidence with the support of the wholesome smile the senior was manifesting.

she nodded her head as she took the phone to order their first dinner together.

🍂

jisung sighed in relief as he finished one of his first decent meals in a long time. for the longest time, he had to survive on ramen noodles which was pretty much a life-threatening idea, but he was just too broke for anything else.

(a/n: children don't eat ramen noodles everyday or else i'll haunt you in your wet dreams-)

he looked over to the senior who was still slowly finishing her meal. even though he didn't mean to look, his eyes wandered towards her features as if it was a magnet for his field of vision.

she was nonchalantly looking off into the distance, probably to her pet bichon sleeping in the corner. her surprisingly muscular arms were scattered with charred marks of smoke from the pan, contrasting her white skin. the cloth from her shoulder drooped down, revealing her even paler shoulder, and the light pink strap of her bra.

her eyes wandered to him suddenly after she felt like she was watched. she looked at him with a frown and a disgusted gaze, which immediately made him droop his head down in the process.

an awkward silence grew in the room until she decided to speak. "so...we still haven't introduced ourselves yet, even after so long..."

he brought his head up, almost sighing that the awkwardness disappeared for good. "oh, uh, right...i'm sorry..."

"it's fine, what's your name?" she asked wholesomely, making him let his guard down.

"jisung," he said feebly. "what about yours...noona?"

"chenle," she beamed back.

a/n: surprise, surprise, he's a cross-dresser here :D

i think i drew this idea from catherine: full body, because he reminds me of the main character, vincent, who's really scared of everything, while he reminds me of vincent's girlfriend, katherine, who has a type a personality— pretty much dominant in everything.

and should i mention the fact that i even knew what cross-dressing was because of rin, one of the male protagonists (whom i didn't know until rin revealed that he's male) in the game?

...yeah.

i should stop thinking of 18+ games.