meaningless [i love yous] [COMPLETED]

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it was dark when jisung could finally escape the dorm, but that didn't really matter as long as he told the manager where he was going. honestly, he was just overwhelmed. their schedule was filling rapidly, and it meant less and less time to recuperate afterwards.

plugging in his headphones, he hummed softly with the music as he entered the store. quickly finding what he wanted, he purchased it and thanked the cashier, who only nodded lazily.

when jisung got back, the dorm was almost silent except for renjun, who was watching a video on facial expressions. "renjun?" jisung asked, and the older male let out a soft hum, letting jisung know he was listening. "is chenle staying here?"

"yeah, i am," chenle's voice said, and jisung looked to see him in the doorway. "why?"

"it's late, but i noticed you didn't eat at the shoot."

"yeah," chenle smiled a little warily, curious about where jisung was going with this, but scared he would scold him. he'd already been scolded by jaemin and mark, but instead jisung just held out the bag of food.

"here. we can't have you starving." opening it, chenle could see five samgak kimbap, cone chips, and a banana milk with a strawberry milk.

"did you pay for this?" chenle asked, and jisung just shrugged. "ji, you didn't have to."

"once again, we can't have you starving." jisung was about to excuse himself, but chenle grabbed his arm.

"well then you need to eat too." knowing he wouldn't get out of it, jisung just nodded and sat at the table with chenle, who beamed.

"do you want the one with pork belly or tuna?"

"tuna," jisung replied, knowing he'd grabbed two of those. chenle happily gave it to him, opening the pork belly one for himself.

renjun meanwhile, wrapped up his video and excused himself, saying to the two not to stay up late. they both nodded, and then fell into a comfortable silence, only broken by the crinkle of plastic.

"you looked good today," chenle said, and jisung looked at him, looking around first to make sure he was talking to him. "yes you," chenle giggled.

"thanks," jisung muttered, smiling a little. "i thought you looked better though. violet hair really suits you." chenle could only beam at that.

they were preparing for their first comeback as seven again, which meant more stress was on them to perform well. after all, mark was back, and they wanted to show their growth with and without him.

in the dim lights, chenle couldn't help but pause and take in jisung's features. he had grown into them well, and chenle could remember when he had first met the younger boy, how he'd almost whacked chenle in the face waving so much.

smiling fondly, chenle looked at jisung, who was nibbling on his samgak kimbap as he played a game on his phone. almost subconsciously, chenle scooted closer and leaned on jisung's shoulder, looking at the screen as well.

it was natural for them to be like this, and chenle loved it. he always liked the feeling of someone else's warmth, but he especially loved jisung's, because jisung would always wrap his arm around chenle's shoulders, pulling him closer and often lulling the smaller boy to sleep.

that's exactly what happened, and jisung only woke chenle up to move them to the couch, chenle dozing off again, but this time on jisung's chest.

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it's raining here and while i like the sound, i hate the smell.