chenle wrapped his arms around the cup of tea mihi made for him. he and jisung sat opposite of each other, both tears pricking in their eyes. the living room was completely empty except for them.
someone had to gather the courage to start the conversation.
it was jisung. "i am so, incredibly, fucking sorry." he lowered his head. chenle sniffed.
"what for, exactly?" chenle asked. a bitter look on his face.
"for hurting you. i unconsciously made you believe in my feelings for hyun."
chenle cocked his head. he'd never hear jisung talk this intelligently.
"i need you to know, i have feelings. i had love to give, but i needed it back as well. hyun gave it back."
chenle sighed. this didn't sound like an apology that'll make him feel better.
"but i realised i didn't want love from him. i don't have feelings for him. i have feelings for you, chenle."
that took a turn. chenle shook his head, trying to shake the confusion off. "you have feelings for me?"
"yes, i fucking do. and i even dare to say i dearly love you."
chenle didn't know what to say. it concerned jisung. was it wrong to tell chenle?
"c-can you say something?"
"i-i have feelings for you too." he finally let out.
"really?" chenle nodded.
they smiled at each other in silence.
"uh, what now?" chenle asked, staring into his tea.
"c-can i m-maybe kiss you? maybe? -c-cause that's what c-couples do, r-right?" jisung asked, the nerves clearly present, no control over them.
chenle felt his heart flutter. his head already nodded before he made up an answer in his head.
jisung stood up and took a seat next to chenle. the two faced each other.
"a-are you sure?" jisung asked, scared he'll make chenle uncomfortable.
chenle couldn't wait anymore, and smashed his face against jisung's. it was soft, sweet, passionate.
the door opened and the two quickly pulled away from each other.
"what's up fuckers!" jaemin said, stumbling into the dorm.
jisung sighed, rubbing his temples.
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they were all having breakfast together. mihi joined as well. everyone was there, tired but present. except jaemin. he was passed out on his bed after donghyuck had tucked him in a few hours previous.
he couldn't let his best friend sleep on the floor, right where he passed out.
"can you pass me the salt?" donghyuck asked. mark passed it to him. donghyuck blushed as their hands brushed past each other.
mihi suddenly bursted out in giggles. all were completely surprised, why'd she laugh out of the blue? donghyuck knew. his cheeks turned a deep shade of red, like they never had before.
"what the fuck?" renjun remarked, mihi tried to shut up.
"oh, by the way hyuck. our dads went out for lunch without us last tuesday."
"oh," he said. voice low.
"something wrong?" he asked the boy.
"can we talk for a moment?" donghyuck asked mark, not daring to look him into his eyes.
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summer seekers || nct dream
Fanfiction[ot7] [COMPLETED] the fucking cheesy cliché everyone lowkey or maybe highkey loves, in where those seven boys we're in love with have to share a fucking dorm. luckily y/n is not included in this shit. a story where seven boys grow into what they rea...
