Love Me | MarkNoHyuckMin

chapter fifteen

Chenle and Jisung are cuddling on their couch, letting the sounds of the characters on the TV fill up their apartment with noise.

"Date today?" Jisung asks.

"Date with you? Anytime."

Jisung blushes. "It still flusters me when you say that."

"I know", Chenle replies. "But I mean it too. I love being with you. I love you."

"I'm gonna kiss the hell out of you."

The pinkette grins smugly. "Go ahead. "

Instead of replying like he wants to, Jisung grabs Chenles face and presses their lips together, kissing Chenle like he hasn't gotten a chance in years. Their lips move together, Jisung controlling the kiss. He unloads his feelings into it, kissing his boyfriend with all the love he feels for him.

When they pull away, Chenle looks dazed, a cute difference from his usual sassy attitude. Jisung takes a picture and then giggles because he likes the male so much.

"Kiss me like that all the time."

"I will on our wedding day."

Jisung wants to panic, to run and hide, but he keeps himself on the couch, scarily curious about Chenles response.

Relief washes over him when the male smiles. The soft, genuine smile that was part of the reason he feel for him in the first place. "You wanna marry me?" Chenle asks softly, eyes showing just how affected he is. He places gentle kisses on Jisungs face, waiting for his answer.

"Of course I do. I don't want anyone else but you."

"Good. I wanna marry you too."

"Yeah?" Jisung asks, barely being able to control the smile that's breaking out onto his face.

Chenle nods, cheeks tinted pink. It's rare for him to get shy but if anyone can cause him to be like this, it's Jisung.

Jisung kisses him again. And again. And again. He peppers kisses all over his boyfriends face, loving the way he giggles and smiles from the affection. Jisung loves him so much, he couldn't explain it if he tried. And he's tried.

All his close friends and family asked him about Chenle but whenever they asked him why, he didn't have much of an answer. He can talk on and on about Chenle but explaining how the male makes him feel requires words he hasn't discovered yet. 'Cause none of the words  he knows can explain just how much he feels for him.

Chenle feels so loved. His heart feels so happy and full. He keeps smiling at Jisung, trying to express it.

He's not the type of person to say a lot of emotional stuff but that doesn't mean he doesn't think about everything he could say. He's sure he wouldn't do himself justice. Jisung is too perfect and he's too lucky and he's way too in love (and possessive) to ever let him go.

"I'm so lucky, Jisung", he mumbles, wanting to say something.

"I'm the lucky one."

"Maybe we both are lucky. But seriously, you are one of the best things that's ever happened to me and you mean so much to me. You're worth every moment it took before meeting you. I don't know what I did to deserve you but you're a gift I'll cherish forever."

Chenle knows he's in trouble when Jisungs grin gets wider and wider until he tickles him, knocking him down to lay on the couch. Jisung hovers him, continuing to tickle him for a few more minutes before collapsing on his chest.

Chenle instantly begins playing with his hair, liking the way Jisung cuddles his body. The two stay that way for a while, TV long forgotten as it's now just background noise. Jisung stays so still Chenle thinks he fell asleep until he presses a kiss to his torso through his t-shirt.