her? ⇢ chensung ✔

einundvierzig

jisung opened his eyes as he let out a yawn, scrunching his nose in the process. he felt as if the world around him stopped spinning for once, and he was in the comfort of his own dorms, his own room, and...just himself.

jisung looked down to see that there was a lack of chenle's warmth that usually keeps his mental turmoil at ease. he reluctantly woke up from the bed, stumbling over as he was still not over from his sleepy trance just yet. he knocked over a few things before leaning out the doorway, only to see chenle walking around in the kitchen, humming to himself.

jisung's eyes wandered to chenle's petite frame, admiring every inch of his body. he was wearing an oversized pastel sweater that drooped over his shoulder and exposed his collarbone, topped with a small lacy skirt that gave way for his milky thighs. it was definitely a sight for the younger's sore eyes.

chenle, on the other hand, felt like he was watched, and immediately turned over to see jisung gazing at him lovingly. he hastily ceased whatever he was doing and walked over to jisung, and on his tiptoes, he wrapped his hands around his nape and pressed his lips on to his.

"had a good sleep...?" chenle asked in a feeble voice, contrasting his usual loud dolphin self.

"i did...but i freaked out when i couldn't feel you..." jisung chuckled nervously, whispering in the same amplitude as he beamed at the older. chenle pouted as he nuzzled under his neck, after cooing out loud for being so adorable. "although...i really missed...something else..."

chenle immediately understood what jisung meant by 'something else'. all this time, the two were making out and cuddling with each other as what jisung termed as him 'taking care' of chenle, a taste of jisung's own medicine back when chenle was teased for his preferences. he snickered at the maknae's direct demand, and beckoned him to flop down at the couch.

"alright, alright...but first, you should eat something. you really didn't have anything since morning..." chenle stated in a voice gentle yet firm. before jisung could defend himself, chenle walked inside the kitchen, and almost immediately returned with a steaming bowl of ramen noodles. "here, i made your favourite, and don't tell me you don't want it, i'm not here for that shit."

jisung was hesitant for a moment to heed the older, but finally gave up and started to help himself with the ramen. as he relished his snack, chenle could not help but look at him with a concerning gaze, worried sick for the younger and his old history of self-deprecation.

chenle flopped down on the couch near jisung, leaning on to his strong frame as he looked at him longingly, as if he wanted to speak about this whole situation. chenle slowly gathered up his courage to look at jisung straight in the eye and address the elephant in the room; the younger's self-harming problem and more importantly, a permanent solution to this.

"ji..." chenle started, gaining the maknae's attention.

"i think we really need to talk about this...problem we have here..." chenle sighed, breaking the ice once and for all. all of jisung's attention immediately went towards chenle as the ramen bowl dissipated from his vision, sighing in both pain and relief. "i think you already...knew about me...d-doing this to myself...today..." jisung's voice faltered as he could not bring himself to say those triggering words. "w-what else...do you need to know...?"

"ji..." chenle sighed as he took his hands within his own tiny ones. "i really, really want to help you get over this. there's...so many ways of coping more than...this, you do know that...right...?"

no response came over jisung as he struggled with his words, tears threatening to come out of his eyes. he knew that there many other healthy coping methods, but he went the worst way he possibly could. sniffles took over him as his head drooped down, unsure on what to do.