double dealing - nct, chensung

⇄ 10 ⇄

eyes fluttering open slowly, chenle enjoyed the warmth that was surrounding him in this early morning.

the boy rubbed his face on what was supposed to be his pillow, but was in fact an arm.

it didn't take him long to recall he had fallen asleep by jisung's side the night before, and he simply assumed that this shoulder he was leaning on was jisung's.

chenle checked the younger boy's face, to see if he was awake already or if chenle was free to spend hours cuddling into his side lovingly.

thankfully, jisung was fast asleep, his eye lids closed and his mouth slightly ajar, allowing soft snores to escape his lips. so, chenle inched even closer to the sleeping male, humming in content as he inhaled jisung's natural odour.

chenle loved cuddles. sitting on people's lap, being embraced in a hug, receiving caresses or pats... it loved it all, and from anyone – which didn't mean he didn't have his favourites (and jisung was high on the list).

more than just cuddles, chenle was a sucker for them first thing in the morning, just after waking up. this was the time of the day he was the clingiest, and he always tried to have some sort of contact with the person that was around. at home, it was his plushies that he hugged as soon as he woke up, and then his mother; and at the dorms, it used to be renjun – but the older member was always grumpy in the morning, and he refused chenle to glue their bodies together while they were waking up slowly. but now that jisung and renjun had swapped rooms, his new 'morning cuddle' mate was jisung, and as long as he was sleeping, he wouldn't mind chenle cuddling him – not that he would mind after waking up either; jisung was always willing to give chenle a hug to make him feel better.

as chenle's leg tangled with jisung's while he pressed his nose against the boy's armpit, jisung let out a groan, switching position without waking up and making chenle become as red as a tomato.

jisung was now lying on his side, facing chenle, and his arm – which was previously resting on his belly – was now placed over chenle's slim waist, keeping chenle's body close to his.

needless to say, chenle's heart had suddenly become mad, and his cheeks wouldn't go back to their normal colour so soon.

despite his sudden rush of feelings, chenle managed to calm down and enjoy the comforting embrace of the boy he had developed a nasty crush on. could he be blamed, though? jisung was another level of perfection.

the chinese male lifted his head slowly to stare at jisung's resting face from up close.

he looked so peaceful... his fair skin was shining under the rays of sun peeking through the blinds and his eyes were closed, making his lashes rest delicately on his cheekbones. chenle took some time to admire his lips too, looking the prettiest pink and being slightly dry and chapped. he wondered if kissing them would help making them shiny, but shook his head immediately at this unholy thought, resting his head back against jisung's side.

chenle didn't recall how this all had started, how he had fallen so hard for his friend...

one day they were friends, nothing ambiguous, and the next, chenle's vision of the younger boy had morphed into something different. but why?

well, chenle had a small tiny idea. jisung had been hit hard by puberty. he had grown so fast, his body becoming more manly and his face sharper, but at the same time, his behaviour didn't change that much. he remained the clumsy boy, scared of cockroaches and who broke everything he touched.