bank account┃chensung

⌜ twenty four ⌟

❝ah jisung!❞ chenle shut his eyes tight as he felt the pain.

clicking his tongue, ❝stop squirming.❞ jisung watched the chinese struggling under him.

❝s-stop..❞ the older mumbled as he was already sniffing, tears already falling down from his eyes.

❝stop what?❞ jisung smirked as he loved the face chenle is having right now.

❝stop please,❞ chenle looked up to the younger that's hovering over him with that hot smirk on his face. ❝it h-hurts..❞

raising a brow, jisung had no plans of stopping. he then paused for a few second to let the older breathe before poking his sides once more and tickling chenle so hard. the older male laughed underneath jisung, moving here and there and hoping for jisung to spare his life. tears were already falling from his eyes as he could fell his stomach stiffening and sides already hurting from jisung tickling him but the younger had no plans of stopping just yet.

❝that's for cheating a while ago.❞ jisung said, reffering to an online game they played minutes ago.

chenle whined as he flipped his body around and now burying his face down to his bed, thanking that jisung had stopped tickling by now. ❝i won't do it again, i promise.❞

having a small smile on his face, jisung now caressed the older's waist so softly for the pain to go away. ❝now, look at me.❞

chenle pouted, debating if he should turn his body around and face jisung who's probably having a teasing smirk plastered on his face. but nonetheless, chenle shuffled his body around and faced jisung who did have that look on. ❝are you going to tickle me again?❞

❝if you cheat again then yes.❞ jisung chuckled before leaning down and kissed the older's cheeks that already has his dried up tears. ❝sorry about it.❞

throwing his arms around the younger's neck, chenle pulled himself up just to meet with jisung's tempting lips. ever since they had started to kiss, they can't seem to stop anymore. even for a second away, they would always feel the need for their lips to touch. they were addicted.

❝you know,❞ jisung bit chenle's lower lip a little bit hard and licked it to ease the pain, chuckled at chenle's flushed face. ❝you're starting to kiss a little bit rough now.❞

❝it's because of you!❞ chenle pushed jisung up and made him sit down while he placed himself of the younger's lap. ❝jaemin hyung was right, you do like it rough.❞

jisung then raised a brow. ❝you don't like it?❞

❝well—❞ chenle was cut off by a pair of lips that's silencing him up. closing his eyes, chenle just let jisung kiss him as he followed how the younger's lips moved. it was different from his other kisses. it was soft and jisung didn't do anything but just kiss him, his lips just massaging his already swollen ones.