orange peel theory | chenji

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"Cheers!" Chenle, Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin, Mark and Donghyuck chorused that Saturday as they clinked together glasses of cheap wine.

Jisung winced when Donghyuck screeched then laughed as Renjun hit his arm.

"This is fucking disgusting" Chenle scrunched up his nose as he took a sip.

"Well, if you wanna pay for overpriced alcohol at the club you can be my guest, buttercup" Jaemin murmured distractedly as he gave himself a last once over in the mirror.

Jisung had already been ready for an hour but Chenle as usual was taking his sweet time, forever the last to finish getting ready on a night out.

"Here gimme that" Jisung took Chenle's glass "Finish getting ready"

"Bossy, much" the elder huffed but he had that glint in his eye and Jisung knew he wasn't really mad.

"Jisung, come here!" Jeno tugged him over to take some pictures with Mark. He laughed as Jeno's expressions became more and more horrific with each click until Renjun was pinching him and whining that he was running the photos.

"I'm not ruining them I'm simply adding character" Jeno argued which earned him a punch on the shoulder "Ow!"

"Oh, don't act like that hurt Mr I eat, sleep and breathe the gym" Jaemin joined in, taking Renjun's side.

"Y'know what, Jisung? Forget everything I said before" Jeno turned back to the younger, shaking him by his arms "Don't find anyone, don't settle down, run while you can!"

"Oh, you're so dramatic Jeno" Renjun sighed, wrapping a hand round Jeno's bicep "You love us really"

"I'm ready!"

Jisung turned to see Chenle in a slightly sheer cream coloured floaty blouse and blue jeans, eyelids dusted with something soft and glittery and smelling like the sweet and citrusy perfume that Jisung loved on him.

Everyone immediately started singing their praises, fluttering towards Chenle like moths to a flame to compliment his clothes, his makeup and of course his hair.

"Yo, Park!" Chenle's eyes sparkled as he strutted up to the taller, poking him in the chest and making his heart cartwheel "Cat got your tongue?"

"Huh?" Jisung blinked weakly, feeling he would fall to his knees and start begging Chenle to be his any second now.

"I'm waiting" the elder cupped his hand behind his ear theatrically, leaning in a little closer.

"You look gorgeous" Jisung managed to choke out and Chenle grinned, throwing his arms around the elders neck.

"See, that wasn't so difficult!" he laughed, unaware of the mess he was making of Jisung "Thank you, Ji"

"Can we leave?" Mark tapped his foot impatiently, ever the pushy Asian parent.

"Sure, sure whatever you want" Donghyuck rolled his eyes and ushered everyone out of the apartment.

An hour later, they were finally let into the club. Club bouncers always had this thing with Jeno and it would take the yap power of both Donghyuck and Chenle combined for them to allow him in.

"Why is it always me?" Jeno huffed as they were hit by the booming music and crowd of dancing bodies.

"They're just jealous that you're handsome" Jaemin quickly smoothed over.

Chenle shot Jisung a look and the pair shared a secret laugh, falling into step with each other as they made their way over to the bar.

"Let me buy you a drink" Jisung smiled, feeling a little intoxicated by just the atmosphere of the club. Among the dimmed lights and strangers he felt like anything was possible.

"Jisung!" Chenle giggled prettily "I thought you'd never ask"

They shared a round of drinks and then Jaemin was tugging them up and onto the dance floor, twirling first Chenle and then Jisung as best as he could although the younger has a good few inches on him.

He danced with Jeno and Renjun then with Mark and Donghyuck but was finally whisked back to Chenle, the pair laughing and falling into a rhythm together.

Jisung felt so lucky.

Since they'd entered the club, all eyes had been on Chenle yet he was the one the elder was dancing with, staring up and smiling at with his perfect teeth and perfect eyes and Jisung really wished he could kiss him, taste the tequila on his tongue and run his hands through that damned orange hair.

"Yo, Chenle!"

Jisung sighed. Of course fuck ass Yangyang had to be here of all the possible people.

"Yangyang, hey!" Chenle smiled, leaning into the hug the elder.

"Jisung, you don't mind if I steal him for a quick dance do you?"

Well, yes he did mind very much but he couldn't ruin Chenle's night because he was jealous. He could see the elders eyes on him, waiting for his reply.

"Nah, not at all" Jisung smiled tightly, stepping back "Have fun"

"Thanks, bro" Yangyang grinned, not hesitating to step in and twirl Chenle round.

Jisung looked away bitterly and went in search of more drinks.