double dealing - nct, chensung

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jisung was awoken when the warmth next to him disappeared.

this made him squint his eyes open, seeing the smaller chinese standing up carefully from the bed, surely not to wake him up. but jisung didn't seem to want that.

"mmh... come back here..." the taller mumbled, stretching his arm out and wrapping it around the boy's waist, making him let out a cute yelp as he was pulled back against jisung's chest.

"you scared me..." chenle mumbled, placing a hand over his chest as he allowed jisung to wrap both of his muscular arms around him.

"sorry..."

chenle giggled silently as he looked at jisung who had closed his eyes once again.

he had his face squished against the pillow, and his hair was completely messy from what chenle could see, but this honestly made him look hot. and, of course, the fact he was bare chested didn't help anything.

the chinese boy couldn't believe he was cuddled into jisung's arms, after they had spent a – short – night together. he couldn't even believe the conversation that had occurred at 3am the past night, which had ended with him and jisung kissing a few times, and finally jisung pulling chenle in his bedroom and telling him to sleep in his bed with him.

and now, here they were, the next morning, both of their hearts light, and the pervious coldness that had grown between them this past week completely vanished.

as he was admiring his crush's wonderful body, chenle's eyes fell again on the tattoo that was decorating his chest. it represented a skull, traced skilfully and yet looking quite messy, in a dark ink.

chenle wasn't aware that jisung had a tattoo, and he was sure that none of the other members knew either. he had already seen jisung bare-chested a few times, and yet, he was sure his chest was bare of any ink. could that mean he had had it not so long ago?

"when did you get the tattoo...?" chenle asked, his fingers caressing the inked skin once again.

jisung's eyes opened slowly, and they fell onto chenle who was inspecting the deathly drawing on his chest.

"very long ago." he replied, barely above a whisper, not bothering to close his eyes again. he didn't want to sleep anymore, and looking at chenle was much more interesting that having his eyes closed.

"how come i never saw it, then?" chenle questioned, looking up into jisung's eyes.

"i hide it with concealer, foundation and powder." jisung replied honestly.

this had chenle frowning. "you shouldn't hide it. it's really beautiful."

"i don't really have a choice." jisung explained with a sigh.

what if someone saw it and understood who he was? mafias knew the tattoos of their rivals, and this could have jisung killed.

and what if one of the fans came to know about it too? fans were sometimes to dedicated to finding an answer to everything that they could actually discover what it really meant. and jisung didn't want that.

plus, jisung hated this tattoo. he despised the fact it would be imprinted on his skin for ever, and that this little drawing was enough to make him a criminal.

"the managers don't even know about it. no one does actually. you're the only one." jisung continued.

"when did you get it exactly?"