𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄 •ﻌ• [ᴄʜᴇɴᴊɪ]

18: ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ

As the night grew later, Chenle and Jisung decided it was time to get ready for bed. They had classes early in the morning, and they knew they needed to get some rest. Despite the playful evening they had shared, Chenle couldn't shake the nervous excitement bubbling in his chest at the thought of sharing a bed with Jisung.

❝I guess we should start getting ready,❞ Chenle said, his voice tinged with a mixture of anticipation and hesitation.

Jisung nodded, stretching lazily. ❝Yeah, wouldn't want to be late for class.❞

They headed to the bathroom together, each grabbing their respective toiletries. The small space felt even smaller with both of them there, and Chenle couldn't help but feel flustered every time their arms brushed or their eyes met in the mirror. Jisung, ever the tease, seemed to be enjoying Chenle's discomfort, though his eyes were soft and understanding.

After brushing their teeth and washing up, they returned to the bedroom. Chenle changed into his pajamas, a simple t-shirt and shorts, while Jisung wore a loose tank top and sweatpants. The room was quiet, the only sound being the soft rustle of fabric as they changed.

Chenle hesitated by the edge of the bed, feeling awkward and unsure. Jisung was already lying down, looking up at him with an amused expression. ❝You gonna stand there all night, or are you coming to bed?❞

Chenle's cheeks flushed. ❝I'm coming, I'm coming,❞ he mumbled, climbing into bed and lying as close to the edge as possible.

Jisung laughed softly, the sound warm and comforting in the quiet room. ❝Why are you all the way over there? Come here.❞

Chenle swallowed hard, feeling the heat rise in his face. ❝I'm fine here,❞ he said, though the slight tremor in his voice betrayed his nerves.

Jisung shook his head, still smiling. ❝Nope, not acceptable.❞ With that, he reached over and gently pulled Chenle towards him. Chenle's heart raced as Jisung's strong arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him close until their bodies were flush against each other.

Jisung placed Chenle's arms around his own body, guiding them until they rested comfortably. Then he overlapped his arms around Chenle's smaller frame, holding him securely. ❝There, that's better,❞ Jisung murmured, his breath warm against Chenle's ear.

Chenle's breath hitched at the closeness, the warmth of Jisung's body seeping into his own. He could feel Jisung's steady heartbeat and the rise and fall of his chest with each breath. The intimate proximity made his head spin, and he couldn't help but whimper softly.

Jisung smirked, clearly hearing the small sound. ❝What's wrong, Chenle? Feeling a little shy?❞ he teased, his voice a low whisper.

Chenle's cheeks burned, but he couldn't deny the comfort and safety he felt in Jisung's arms. ❝Just... not used to this,❞ he admitted quietly.

Jisung's expression softened, and he pulled Chenle even closer, their legs tangling together. ❝Don't worry, you'll get used to it. I promise,❞ he whispered, his breath hot against Chenle's neck.

The sensation sent shivers down Chenle's spine, and he felt a mix of emotions swirling within him. Despite the initial awkwardness, being held by Jisung felt incredibly right. The weight of loneliness that had hung over him for so long seemed to lift, replaced by the warmth of Jisung's embrace.

Jisung's smirk returned, but there was a tenderness in his eyes. ❝Goodnight, Chenle,❞ he whispered softly, his lips brushing against Chenle's ear.

❝Goodnight, Jisung,❞ Chenle replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

The room fell silent, the only sound being their synchronized breathing. Chenle's heart gradually slowed to match the steady rhythm of Jisung's, and he found himself relaxing into the hold. Jisung's presence was like a soothing balm, calming his racing thoughts and easing his nerves.

Chenle closed his eyes, allowing himself to fully embrace the warmth and security of Jisung's arms. For the first time in a long while, he felt truly at peace, knowing that he wasn't alone. As he drifted off to sleep, cocooned in Jisung's embrace, a small smile played on his lips. The future seemed brighter, filled with the promise of more nights like this-safe, warm, and wrapped in the comfort of someone who cared deeply for him.

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