it was still quite early in the night, the only source of light was the moonlight, shining through windows.
jisung couldn't sleep.
chenle was on top of him, like usual, but the only difference was that he was straddling him.
and to make matters worse, he would wriggle around, perhaps not on purpose, but it gave jisung a little... issue, he was a horny teenage boy after all.
therefore not being able to move, and if he were to push chenle off, he'd be waking the other and that may be the only option right now.
jisung lightly removed the older from his chest, but still had his arms around him.
it was going smoothly, that was until his eyes began to flutter open, still a bit tipsy.
'shit...' jisung thought to himself
that was until chenle started bawling his eyes out.
'ah chenle whats wrong.'
'i d-don't want h-him to hurt m-me again,' the boy sobbed into jisung's chest, playing with the hem of the shirt.
'shh le he's not going to hurt you,' 'i'm not going to let him.'
jisung was thinking if this was a hint - is this who gave the pretty boy all these scars, his pretty boy?
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i'm going to slowly try to extend chapter lengths bc i read over some chapters and realised how unnecessarily short they are oop
ya author's lazy😡😡
have a lovely dayyy🥰
200831 edit: um bruh there were parts in this story that like made no sense and i was like wtf 😐 i do not want to write chensung smut 👍
