mr tattoo ⤶ nosung

🎨 chapter.06 🎨

Jisung wanted to jump out of his second story math classroom window and commit not live.

How could he have been so foolish as to give in to his omega. What was his deal? His whole life he'd told himself he didn't need no bossy alpha to well, boss him around, yet here he was, sitting at his lunch table daydreaming about his biology teacher with a stupid grin on his face.

And yes Chenle was judging him extremely hard.

"What on God's green earth are you smiling like that for? It's creeping me out.." The older boy said, shuddering to help further his point.

Jisung blinked a few times and looked at him. "No reason"

Chenle wasn't having it.

"Sure. Park Jisung is smiling like an idiot for a solid five minutes for no reason. Yeah, I believe that when pigs fly" Chenle scoffed as he took a bite out of his sand which. Well, more like trying to take a bite out of his sourdough roll which was way too tough for a lunch meal. He looked more like a wild dog trying to tear meat from a bone. Both hands wrapped around the roll as he pulled on it with all his might.

Jisung gave him a weird look. "Stop doing that, you look constipated"

Chenle glared at him, his sandwich still stuffed in his mouth. He grunted and finally his bite came loose and he began to chew it. The hard, yet oddly satisfyingly tasting bread. Then he swallowed, and pointed his roll at the chick. "I do not look constipated Jisung Park!" Chenle snapped.

"Okay okay, just get your weird baguette thing out of my face" Jisung surrendered.

Chenle huffed and took another bite, this time going more smoothly than it did the first time 'round.

Jisung slouched forwards and took a sad bite of his noodles from his thermos. Last nights dinner reheated that morning, which thankfully, his mother had took the liberty of putting it within arms reach from his frantic morning routine.

He couldn't understand why he was feeling the way he was, because he'd made himself so accustomed to being a strong and independent guy that he didn't think his omega side would come out that easily. It never had, well, his submissive side had a few times when conversing with Yukhei and his posse of cocky friends, but other than that it never had. His feisty and sassy nature had stayed with him.

So the simple answer would be that it was because of the soulmate connection, right? Even that didn't kms much sense, because Jisung had trained himself not to give in, not to submit under certain situations and not obey an alpha. Yet at one simple touch everything Jisung had worked so hard to build was breaking down piece by piece, and strangely enough he didn't mind.

Then somebody was snapping their fingers in his face.

"Yo, Ji, you're spacing out again" Chenle told him, half his sandwich now gone.

Jisung shook his head to rid of the thoughts and blinked. "Sorry, I'm just a little out of it today I guess" he muttered quietly before slurping up his noodles, loud and proud.

Chenle cringed.

"You know I hate it when you do that, right?"

"I know. But you should also know by now that everything I do is specifically to spite everybody around me" Jisung shot back, and Chenle nodded in understanding.

The boys then ate quietly between themselves. Occasionally muttering the odd questions back and forth, but mostly just focusing on getting their growling stomachs to shush before the lunch period had to end.

And just as the bell for fifth period went, signalling the end of lunch, a pretty girl with long platinum blonde hair and big chocolate brown eyes bounced up to their table. Jisung smirked, recognising the girl as Chenle's ultimate crush, and Chenle looked like a scared puppy though he forced on a tight smile.

"So, it's my eighteenth this weekend and I was wondering if you both wanted to come along! It's a big party at my parents beach house and everyone is gonna be there" the girl, Yeeun, spoke in a bubbly excited tone.

Chenle didn't say anything, he was too shocked.

"We'd love to noona, don't mind him over there, he spaces out sometimes" Jisung said smoothly, offering the Chinese girl a smile.

She was practically glowing. "Awesome! I'll text you the details then" then off she went, skipping back to her inner circle of friends on the other side of the cafeteria.

Jisung and Yeeun were friends, not close close, but they were close enough to get along well and have each other's numbers. They'd worked on a history assignment in freshman year together, which was also when Chenle met her for the first time and 'fell head over heals in love' as Jisung likes to say.

Jisung snapped Chenle out of his trance by smacking his cheeks. "Ow! What was that for!" Chenle whined, rubbing the sore spot as he stood up and began to follow Jisung out the cafeteria. The two dumping their rubbish in the bins on the way out.

"You're so whipped"

"I am not! And don't say that so loud" Chenle scolded, but Jisung just laughed.

"Whatever, and you should thank me ya know, if I hadn't have said anything you would've missed out on attending your crushes big eighteenth" Jisung spoke in a cocky and smug voice, a smirk on his face as he combination into the lock. Smiling in victory when it clicked open.

Chenle gave him a face.

"Fine Park, you win" the older sighed, beginning to unlock his own locker to grab his math books. Jisung doing the same.

The boys grabbed their books, and as Jisung grabbed his laptop he was hit with an overwhelming smell. It was like a smashing wave at a beach on a windy day. Knocking the wind out of him, well it felt like it anyways. Jisung let go of the laptop, leaving it on the shelf and gripped onto the rim of the locker so tight his knuckles turned white. Chenle turned to him with a mixture of confusion and worry on his face.

"You alright Ji?"

Jisung didn't answer, but turned around and found the culprit.

Mr Lee, or Jeno as he wanted Jisung to call him by, had walked past him and was now chatting to another teacher, Miss Williams, the head of the arts department and Chenle's favourite teacher. Chenle followed his gaze but didn't say anything.

"Why are you staring at Mr Lee?" Chenle asked, cute confusion in his voice.

Then Mr Lee turned around and noticed Jisung staring, and offered a subtle wink before turning back to the taller blonde woman.

Jisung could feel the heat rising to his cheeks.

"What was that all about—" Chenle began to ask but didn't get a chance to finish as Jisung had turned into Speedy Gonzales, and had practically ran off down the corridor.

"I guess we're not walking together then" he muttered, closing his locker.