Ironically Married~ Chensung/Chenji

Chapter 9

"Imagine if I became a vlogger or something," Jisung chuckled to himself as he aimlessly strolled through town the next afternoon. Some fresh air was desperately needed, because as quiet and perfect their apartment was, after being in there for a day or two, you can't breathe. "Desperate times call for desperate measures, and modern problems require modern solutions," he muttered under his breath, gazing at shop windows, until he came across one of those knock-off jewelry shops. Thinking he probably had nothing else better to do (which was a complete lie he was well-aware of) some simple chain bracelets caught his eye. He turned one over, glittering fake diamond almost hypnotising him. And before he'd properly thought through it, he'd paid for two, walking out of the shop with one on his wrist.

Predictably, the first place Chenle went straight to his room after arriving back, although sparing a quick "what are you doing?" to Jisung and not waiting for an answer because it was the same everyday: "I don't know". Although this time, he emerged half-dressed, clutching the bracelet Jisung had put on his bed, still in it's box.

"Is this your-" he started, but a similar glimmer from Jisung's wrist stopped him. He glanced at the bracelet, then at Jisung staring at him expectantly from his usual place at the dining table, and then at the bracelet again. "It's for me?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I felt like it," Jisung answered without missing a beat. Chenle blinked a couple times.

"You didn't have to," he said blankly.

"But I did anyway. Do you like it?" Jisung hoped he wouldn't notice his breath hitching. Chenle glanced back to the bracelet now, before slipping it on.

"It's pretty. But you didn't have to," he repeated, taking his clothes to the bathroom.

"But I did anyway!" Jisung sang. "It's the least I would give you," he murmured once Chenle was out of range, settling back in front of his laptop screen.

Chenle shook out a couple droplets of water from his hair, digging into some leftover pasta that had been in the fridge since moving in. Food poisoning wasn't of concern any more- or at least, it would probably be welcomed.

"Have you eaten?" he asked, a keen ear catching Jisung's stomach grumbling. Without waiting for an answer, he fed a spoonful to him, which he took gratefully. "Eat something."

"I was gonna eat the pasta actually," Jisung hesitantly said. "But it's okay! You can have it," he rushed on, gesturing for him to eat after being offered another bite. Chenle pushed the bowl towards him.

"Take a break now."

"I practically took a break the whole day," Jisung whined. "I can think now so I need to take advantage of it!"

"You can think? Wow, never knew," Chenle scoffed, sitting back and sneaking one final bite before pushing the bowl right into Jisung's arm.

"Yeah, it's really funny actually how rare it is that I think when you're around. I wonder why," he reluctantly nibbled a piece of pasta.

"We have two braincells and I have them both, that's why," Chenle nodded smugly.

"If you say so," Jisung squinted at him. "You know, you could have a third braincell if we had...say a pet," he added half-jokingly. Chenle sighed.

"The future, Jisung. In the future when we're capable of properly taking care of one."

"When in the future?" he pouted, at this point nearly clearing the bowl. He didn't know he was this hungry until now.

"You know the answer to that," he got up, giving Jisung a pat on the back. "I might just sleep soon."

"Up to you. Think about it!" he called after Chenle.

"You too!"