Angel's Voice; NCT Markhyuck FF

XI

Of course it didn't work.

Chenle looked to Mark and pouted. "Why can't you be so cute too?", he whined teasingly causing Mark to look startled. Renjun had to chuckle at them. "We may do a double date tomorrow?", he offered and smiled. Jisung choked and coughed afterwards. "Jisungie, don't be like this~", the black haired continued acting perfectly and clang onto the blonde's arm. Chenle nodded without even asking Mark. "Sure that would be fun!", he smiled brightly at them and tilted his head a bit. Mark looked at them shocked, same went for Jisung. The two boys looked at each other lost while the other two already were planning what they could do.

After an hours of hanging out together a sentence suddenly attracted Mark's full attention. "Won't 'he' come into classes tomorrow?", Renjun asked not remembering well. "Yeah, 'he' will", Chenle answered shortly. "What? Do you mean the secret student?", Mark looked at them nervously.
They nodded.
"Aish- I'm doomed", the male sighed running a hand through his hair. "How do you know?"
"I heard him singing once..."
"And?"
"And?! I've never heard such an angelic voice!", he almost seemed to complain over how nice Donghyuck's voice is.

"Well, I don't believe somebody has a better voice than Chenle.", Jisung blurred making the other blonde blush. Renjun looked at them with a slightly sad smile. In the time of a single second he got up. "I think I have to leave now, I'm sorry", he smiled and the others nodded understandingly at the same time surprised. "E-euh- of course", Mark stood up. "I'll take you to the door"
Renjun nodded leaving Chenle and Jisung alone in the room.

"So euh... You and Renjun... are a thing now?", the older of the two boys asked shyly. "Well, of course it's nice to be with him but this was our first date", Jisung tried to continue his act, yet he could feel his heart beating under his rips. It beat so hard as if it tried to knock a door open to come out of the blonde's chest and confess to Chenle.

But it didn't.

"Ah", was the only reply LeLe gave with his head lowered so Jisung actually couldn't see the other's face. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah sure"
No it wasn't.
"Don't you also t-think that Mark t-takes too long?", the older asked again.
"Kind of..."

Then they became silent.
After some more minutes that no one returned Chenle started to become impatient, noticeable for Jisung who grabbed his hand. "Hey... he's gonna come any second", he encouragingly smiled not wanting him to feel bad. Then his phone binged. A message from Mark which said:
'I'm walking Renjun home, he didn't know where to go
Take care of Chenle and don't dare to touch him 😉😂😂'
Jisung smiled some and explained the situation to the nervous Chenle, who nodded with a smile but afterwards still acted strange. "Chenle if something's up, don't hesitate to tell me, yeah?"

The said just made a quick gesture to symbolize Jisung to be quiet. He immediately shut his mouth and looked at the other in confusion about the sudden strange behavior. Chenle on the other side just stared on the ground actually feeling strange as hell. "Why are you nervous?"
"W-what do you mean?"
"I can feel your nervousness to the moon and back", the older laughed some as he turned to the other. "Why?"

"I'm not nervous, I don't know what you mean", he looked away and bit his lips trying to hide his blush. "Wait-", the older squeezed his eyes together some and looked at Jisung. The older laid one hand on the other's thigh causing the latter to blush more. "Nononononono, Jisung you are crazy-"
"I-I'm so sorry hyung, I t-tried to-", he got cut off by Chenle.
"Jisung, I'm with your brother. Y-you better stop those feelings.", he looked at the said with worry swinging in his eyes since he knew that that, what he said, was cold and heartless.
But he had to say it.

Silent sobs filled the room causing Chenle's heart to clench.

But for Jisung it was way worse.
A stinging pain came from his heart, through his veins to his lungs making it to a torture to breath. Every breath felt like he was inhaling needles.
And from his lungs it rushed to his head, causing there a mess of thoughts and questions, doubts and complaints, which only gave him a headache.
But it wasn't enough yet.
The pain also flushed through his blood to every part of his body. Every movement hurt just as if you were caught in thorns, which where scratching your skin open, covering their sharp tips with red liquid.

He felt tired. Empty. Alone. And after some minutes flew by he could finally understand some of his thoughts.

'Why had I even hopes?'
'It was obvious, he wouldn't choose me'
'How could you deserve him?'

Chenle looked up as the sobs suddenly stopped.

'Why Mark?'
'He doesn't deserve him neither'
'If you can't have him, then nobody else should'
'Make him yours'

'Make him yours. Make Chenle yours. Make Zhong Chenle yours...'

'Mine.'

"Jisung what's wro-", the male couldn't talk any further since now a plumb pair of lips were kissing his. He didn't even had a chance to push the taller away as his wrists got grabbed by him. Trying to break free, Chenle bit Jisung's lower lip harshly, tasting the metallic taste of blood. The latter just grinned widely while he started to kiss the older hungrily.

He had a feeling of satisfaction and happiness in himself which made it continue. Jisung loosened his grip on Chenle in his feelings, which used to push the younger away.
Breathing heavily they both looked at each other.
Chenle who angrily wiped over his mouth.
Jisung who licked his lips while grinning.

"When Mark gets to know this-"
"He would be veeeery heartbroken~ His stepbrother, who he trusts soooo much, betrayed him and kissed his boyfriend~", Jisung completed Chenle's sentence.
The latter looked at him concerned.

He was right.

And already they heard the door and a happy voice of Mark shouting 'I'm back!'. The taller sat back as if nothing happened and gave Chenle a telling gaze. The boy gulped and also sat back and made everything look like nothing happened before.

Then they innocently smiled into Mark's smiling face.