vierunddreißig

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"thanks a lot for bringing us along, hyung! honestly, this was our first date together and this wouldn't have crossed my mind ever again..."

jisung beamed wholesomely at the older, genuinely satsified with the date although it was less like a date and more like a get-together between himself and jeno, while jaemin and chenle were practically thirdwheeling and fighting with each other despite not being in a relationship with each other.

speaking of which, jaemin was slightly less happy about the date as he had to thirdwheel twice in a row in a day where it was supposed to be special for himself. and he blamed no one but jeno for the entire ordeal as bitch didn't exactly know the maknaes' true colours.

"my pleasure, ji. wait..." jeno trailed off as he looked back to jaemin who was still sulking in front of the doorway to the maknaes' dorms. "...what happened to nana...?" he asked, albeit quietly.

"ah, don't worry about that, hyung," jisung waved it off like if the answer to that query was outright trivial. "there's one way you can cheer him up...although you might be too early into your relationship for that..."

jaemin choked on air as he heard those words come from the maknae. he pulled jeno by the ear outside, not wanting to hear any more unholy stuff. "alright, that's enough! nono, you're coming with me, and sungie, you better take care of my bestie properly, and if i find out that he can't walk for 3 days, i'll kill you with my bare hands."

jisung was unfazed at the threat the older gave him, stealing glances to chenle who was on his shoulder, sleeping soundly as he did. the occasional fights he had with jaemin (+ the incident) had tired him out.

jisung bid an amusing farewell to the couple, jaemin still pulling on his boyfriend's ear as he stomped out of the place, with jeno lagging behind, hissing in pain every now and then. jisung's attention came back to the sleeping boy in his hands, and could not help but snicker at his shenanigans.

jisung walked inside the room, and gently placed chenle on the couch, as he was covered in sand and dried up salty water and he needed the bed clean for their paper snowflake making.

(a/n: 'making paper snowflakes' is a euphemism for fucking that i made up 3 years ago, please don't get me wrong lmao-)

jisung walked towards his bedroom to clean himself up, when he heard small whimpers of discomfort from the older. he tried to ignore them as he pulled off his clothes, until chenle finally woke up and started to look for him.

"ji..." chenle called out for him.

half-tired, chenle mindlessly walked inside his room and gave the younger a back hug, not wanting to let go of him. jisung turned back to see chenle, still trying to cuddle with him despite the discomfort caused by the coarse sand rubbing onto his skin.

"you woke up already...?" jisung asked, not expecting an answer.

chenle merely hummed a scoff as his grip on the younger got tighter, a non-verbal sign of annoyance. he really did not want to let go of jisung.

jisung chuckled at his boyfriend's antics as he effortlessly pulled chenle out of his grasp, crouched down and hoisted him up. chenle's hands feverishly wrapped around his nape so as to regain his balance, pouting at jisung as he did.

the younger's hands wandered around chenle's small frame, pulling on the strings which unravelled his clothing that carelessly slumped to the floor. as their bodies clashed together, chenle couldn't help but pull him into a heated kiss, wanting something more even if he was already tired.

chenle broke the kiss halfway as he gasped for air, saliva connecting both their lips. "fuck me already..." he breathed out.

jisung merely chuckled at his boyfriend's sudden urge to get railed even if they did just that 6 hours ago. "baby...aren't you tired...? and besides, i really want you to be able to walk or else nana-hyung will chew me out."

chenle pouted, but did not say anything further. noticing his demeanour, jisung walked towards the bathroom, turned on the shower and pinned him on the wall, peppering him with kisses as he did.

🍂

jisung gently placed chenle on the couch as his arms were tired from carrying him around during their prolonged time in the shower, which ended up being so extremely affectionate that he abandoned his urge to have sex in the shower.

he collapsed near the older, who immediately nuzzled his neck as he slowly climbed up on his lap, immersing himself in his presence. a moment of serendipity passed by, with no words coming from either of the two, except for their exasperated breaths of air.

chenle wrapped his hands around his nape, pulling him in for another quick kiss as he beamed at him. "我爱你..."

jisung looked at him with a questioning look, confused on what he just said. "what did you say again...?"

"i said...i love you..." chenle beamed at jisung wholesomely, tilting his head as he did. "i'm...so different from everyone...and people bullied me for that...i was even kicked out of my house...w-with no one...to go after..."

his voice faltered into broken phrases as he spoke out the latter sentence. "b-but...you're always there for me...ji...i seriously haven't felt like this...i have never felt...loved...in years..."

"what did i even do to deserve you...?"

jisung listened to every single stutter in chenle's voice, and when he reached the last question, he immediately caressed his face and pulled him into a kiss, wiping his tears away. jisung broke the kiss as he looked at the older gently, manifesting a small sad smile. "don't care about those assholes, lele. i'll be here for you, always."


"사랑해."


"what's that?"


"i love you, that's what it means."


chenle could feel his face tinging crimson as he heard the unknown word that he had heard numerous times by other couples, but never really cared for what it meant, although it felt completely different coming from jisung.


"我也愛你."



a/n: it's so ironic that i can pull up decently fluffy romance in my books, but cannot experience such stuff in real life. i loathe romance in real life, because it sucks.


tragic songs in my mother tongue really helps me write such shit lmao, pulling this out of experience is fucking stupid.

expect me to be a little faster in updating from today to sunday, because weekends, baby. i have all the time in the world.

can't say for sure, but it's a high chance for a double update ^^

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