"Jisung," Chenle called, knocking his door. "I have food?" There was a very reluctant sigh from the inside, and he had the courtesy to roll his eyes at that.
"Come in," came a tired voice.
"Sorry. I'm sorry," Chenle said, placing the plate on Jisung's lap. They were both sat at the edge of his bed, back to the window and shoulders touching.
"You should be. And I should be too, so: I'm sorry," Jisung breathed after taking a moment to collect himself. "I'm sorry. My mind went into some sort of overdrive and I'm sorry," the words came out in a rush. Chenle rubbed his back briefly, nodding.
"What for?"
"For not trusting you, I guess," Jisung munched on the leftover pasta to distract himself from crying again. "When you suggested I move out, even though I knew it was a joke..." he swallowed, wiping his eyes with his sleeve. Chenle moved some hair away from his face, patting off some tear tracks.
"Don't cry over me," he murmured. "I'm sorry."
"It's just-" Jisung took a deep breath whilst Chenle started rubbing his back in small circles now.
"We're in this for life. Together. I would never want to change that or have it any other way."
"I trust that," Jisung's voice shook ever-so slightly, as did his shoulders. "And I hope you know it's the same from me."
"Of course I know that. I'm not going anywhere, so take a deep breath? Good. You should finish this and go sleep." Jisung held up the fork to him. "You eat. It's fine." He made a whining noise, which Chenle laughed at and suddenly the house had colour again.
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Ironically Married~ Chensung/Chenji
Fanfiction"Let's get you to bed then, big baby." "You need sleep too!" Jisung protested but did nothing to resist being pulled to his room. Chenle made a clicking sound. "I'll survive. I've had worse sleep schedules before and you know it. You on the other h...
