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punch👊chensung

"Hey, hey! Jisung!" Someone called out over the loud music that was blasting through the speakers. The blue haired boy shot his head up from his phone before being tackled by someone shorter than he. His immediate response was to ball his fists up, but when he saw who had tackled him, he unclenched them.

"Chenle? What's wrong? Why are you touching me?" Jisung asked.

"I need you to punch someone for me." Chenle stayed bluntly, earning a confused face from the younger.

"What? What kind of drugs are you on? Did someone slip something in your drink? You're too young to drink, are you-"

"Shut up, Jisung!" Chenle yelled, "First of all, I'm older than you. Second, just go with it! It's the guy over there in the corner."

Chenle pointed over to a dark corner where a group of boys were standing. It was hard for Jisung to see which boy the older was talking about, but when he said "The guy with the red hair!" he saw who Chenle was talking about. He still couldn't completely make out who the person was or what he looked like, he just knew 'red hair'.

Chenle then pushed Jisung towards the corner where the red-haired boy was standing. Jisung looked at Chenle, getting a nod in respond.

And suddenly, Jisung's fist met the other guy's face. The red-haired boy held the spot on his face as he fell.

"Dude, what the fuck?" The boy said, opening his eyes to see who had unexpectedly punched his face. When he looked, no one was to be seen.

Chenle quickly dragged himself and Jisung behind a wall near the boy he had punched.

"That was awesome, Ji!" The older said, laughing.

"Yeah it was!" Jisung agreed.

"So why did I have to punch that guy in the face?" He suddenly asked, breaking the silence between the two.

"Oh, that was Donghyuck. Didn't you see?"

"That was Donghyuck?" Jisung shouted. "What the hell, Chenle? Why did you make me punch Donghyuck?"

"I mean, would you have protested if you knew before?" Chenle asked as he put his hands on his hips.

"Well... no... but still! You could've told me why I had to punch him!"

"Mark bet $20 that I wouldn't punch his boyfriend in the face, so I said 'You got it' and bolted. I couldn't punch him, but I knew you could." The older admitted.

Jisung sighed and rubbed his temples. How did he know it had to do with Mark and money?

"Lele, please tell me next time. I don't know why I even agreed to punch someone I didn't know at the time."

"Me neither."

Suddenly, Mark ran over to the couple behind the wall laughing.

"Wow, Chenle, Donghyuck's pissed!" He said.

"How is that a good thing?" Jisung asked, looking disgusted.

"He took my phone and told Ten he sounded like Sheen from Jimmy Neutron and then he blocked me, so that was something. I told Chenle I wanted to punch him sometimes, Chenle agreed, so then we made a bet." The oldest said, handing $20 over to Chenle.

"Literally what the fuck is wrong with you idiots?" Jisung spat out, making Chenle and Mark laugh.

"I'm sorry Ji. I love you." Chenle said, hugging his boyfriend.

"I love you too, I guess." Jisung said, earning him a slap on the arm.

"Anyways, I gotta go see if Donghyuck's okay. I don't feel bad for the asshole but I love him anyways." Mark said, Jisung and Chenle nodding in response.

Mark waved at the two hiding behind the wall before disappearing into the crowd.

"Good thing Donghyuck won't remember that." Jisung said.

"Hopefully." Chenle replied.

"He won't."

"I think he will."

"Bet."

"How much?"

"$20."

"You're on." The older said, sticking his hand out for Jisung to shake. He grabbed his hand and shook it before laughing. Chenle soon joined in on the laughter, though neither one of them knew just what they were laughing about.

All they knew was that Donghyuck was mad, they were tired, and the bets would never end.

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Edit 11/17/2020: bruh I literally predicted punch by 127 y'all thank me