my first and last // chensung✓

nine | starbucks study dates

❝ wherever i am, even if i'm dreaming. ❞

zhong chenle | tues, august 21.
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CHENLE KNEW HE shouldn't have trusted jisung.

jisung had a habit of failing english class. he'd either not pay attention or would go home and completely forget everything he learned and then study his ass off until he malfunctioned and forgot yet again. then, he would get confused and ask chenle for help. afterwards, he'd promise it would be the last time.

"you're so luck you're cute," chenle glared at his best friend as he placed his english books down on the table. jisung smiled smugly, not feeling anywhere near sorry for dragging the older out to starbucks. "such a cliché studying spot, too. we couldn't have gone to the library?"

jisung shrugged. "jaemin wanted starbucks."

chenle glanced over to jaemin, who was at the counter ordering their drinks. jaemin also sucked at english so he'd tagged along, although jisung really just believed he was there for free starbucks (jisung was paying). chenle sighed, sitting down across from jisung. he pulled a few worksheets out of his folder and slid them in front of jisung.

"do them."

jisung looked over them and whined, putting on his best puppy dog face and silently begging to not do them.

chenle only rolled his eyes and stuck a pen between jisung's fingers. "come on, do them."

by now, jaemin had recieved their drinks and was walking back towards them with two java chip frappés and a pink drink, since he was a basic bitch. (watch ur profanity author!) chenle looked up from where he was convincing jisung to work with his eyes and raised an eyebrow at jaemin. "you got the good stuff?"

jaemin handed him his drink and did the same for jisung, sitting down on the side between the two. he took a sip from his pinkity drinkity and paused, before speaking.

"right, so. master zhong, teach us."
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"really," chenle said slowly in english, gesturing for jisung to repeat him.

jisung tested the 'r' sound a few times before shyly pronouncing "reolli." chenle started to say something and stopped, shaking his head. "okay. real-ly."

"reoly?"

chenle sighed. "soften up a bit."

"really," jisung tried once more and gasped when he got it right. chenle cheered, high-fiving jaemin, who had been focused on his second pink drink and watching in amusement. jisung grinned, and jaemin noticed the way his eyes lit up as chenle giggled while he got up to buy another drink.

jaemin leaned in close, tapping jisung's shoulder. the younger turned to him with his eyebrows raised and hummed. jaemin bit his lip before whispering, "i have a feeling you're failing english just so you can do this."

"do what?"

jisung pointed at chenle. "stare at him."

jisung chuckled, "no, but it's a perk."
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everyone had gone home.

chenle was sitting at his desk with his english textbook in front of him. he was copying notes for jisung, since the younger didn't know how to take proper notes for that class.

he was halfway through the chapter when his phone vibrated. he huffed, putting down his pen and picking up his cell phone.

you have one notification from jisung pwark!
yo lele i need some hel...
tap to open.

jisung pwark:
>yo lele i need some help

dolphin boi 🐬:
istg<
what do u want<
i'm already taking notes for u rn<

jisung pwark:
>chocolate or mint

dolphin boi 🐬:
why<

jisung pwark:
>moms buying ice cream duh

dolphin boi 🐬:
chocolate obviously<
mint chocolate ice cream is terrible<

jisung pwark:
>IS NOT

dolphin boi 🐬:
is too<
ur just in denial<
it's terrible n u need to accept the truth<

jisung pwark:
>ugh whatever

dolphin boi 🐬:
ok bye<

jisung pwark:
>WAIT NO DON'T LEAVE

chenle rolled his eyes and put his phone down, going back to his note taking.

as he was highlighting a phrase, a certain voice popped into his head. he giggled, looking up at the ceiling.

"'reolli.'"

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a/n:
next chapter is gonna be good (((((:

makatea-