NCT One-Shots

Jealousy|Chenle x NCT Dream

Chenle wasn't usually a jealous person. Most of the time, he was relaxed about situations and only got slightly petty when someone joked that liked someone more than him.

But moreso, he wasn't really ever jealous of other people, especially his friends. That all changed with Jisung.

It didn't happen right off the bat. It took time, months of the blond watching the taller be adored and babied like he was the absolute most delicate thing in the world.

He had tried to brush off his feelings, finding them stupid, but it didn't work. Instead, over time, seeing his friends fawn over Jisung began to hurt more and more.

He, at least, wanted to be called cute.

"What are you thinking about?" Renjun asked in Chinese, seeing he'd zoned out.

The blond just shook his head, choosing to remain silent. Renjun didn't press on it, knowing he wouldn't speak if he didn't want to. The two side-by-side watching their friends. Chenle couldn't decide if the olders company was making him feel better or worse, mixing his emotions.

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Another month passed and Chenle sunk deeper into his sadness and jealousy.

Today, seemed to be his emotional doomsday as all their friends decided to be more affectionate to Jisung than they ever have been.

Chenle stood off to the side, watching Jisung try to put some distance between him and their friends with a smile on his face. It angered the blond. The tall boy didn't know how good he had it as he remained oblivious to the fact that someone wanted to be in his position.

All the comments entered Chenles head, irritating them as if they'd come with a warning; they're not for you.

"You're so cute."

"You're so adorable."

"Our baby."

"Jisungie."

"You're so precious and wonderful. I always wanna take care of you."

"You're amazing."

"Do you need help?"

"I wanna pinch your cheeks", followed by each of them pinching Jisungs cheeks with a fond look in their eyes.

The hugs, kisses, cuddling. The handholding. He knew Jisung was the youngest but he was almost the same age. He was a baby too for God's sake!

Each sentence pushed him farther to the edge until that one single sentence did the damage all in one go.

"I just love you so much."

The barrier broke and tears immediately escaped Chenles eyes while he sobbed, sinking to floor as he was too weak to stand anymore. His friends surrounded him, all concerned about the boy.

"Go away!"

"What's wrong?" Renjun asked in Chinese, hoping he could get Chenle to talk to him.

"Leave me alone!"

"Lele-"

"Don't call me that! Save your nicknames for Jisung."

At that, the six of them frowned. What was his problem with Jisung? And the nicknames?

"What are you talking about?"

"He's the one you always give nicknames too, right? Just keep calling those to him."

"Why can't we call you a nickname?" Mark asked.

"I want people who care to call me Lele."

The words were a slap in the face. They stood there staring at the distraught male, confused and worried.