CITY BOY, chensung

CHAPTER; O14

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"GOOD MORNING!" with a disheveled look, sleepiness still taking over his body, jisung flinched by the living room when he heard an enthusiastic greet by the kitchen.

he raised a brow, wondering what got the city boy all so energetic all of a sudden. it's early in the morning, for god's sake. six in the morning, at that. who on earth can manage to look like an angel from heaven with that perfect smile, skin glowing as if the sun is shining down on him, and an attitude of someone being so unbothered.

the taller's face made the chinese show a pout. "why do you look like you woke up at the wrong side of the bed?" he scoffed, putting the plate of pancakes, he made, down the table. "you're lucky enough to even sleep on a bed, i have to sacrifice my back on the sofa."

just as jisung was about to say something, he was startled once again by a piglet coming from the living room is running towards the chinese who's still having that adorable smile that also made his morning— no.

but in all honesty, his beauty is so mesmerizing.

however, you don't hear jisung admitting to that.

in fact, he even shrugged away the thoughts he was having about the city boy, that's now carrying the piglet in his arms. "why are you so loud in the morning?"

chenle rolled his eyes at his response. normally, he'd get butthurt by people calling him loud and annoying— but he should have known that this was the devil himself he is talking to. if he put his words into heart then he'd be able to survive. and also, he should be able to get used to it already. "lebron, daddy is so grumpy."

holy fuck, jisung just felt his heart do a flip when he saw the city boy talking to piglet with that baby voice of his. not to mention, he addressed him as the piglet's other caretaker. the blush on his cheeks was near to heating his face up, but looking away, he knew better than to let his feelings go to places. "and dada is so loud, lebron."

stuffing his mouth with the pancakes he made for himself, chenle eyed the taller male by the counter, making coffee. "have you ever heard of good mood?"

"who has that in the morning?" the younger replied with a scoff, putting his cup of coffee down the table as he went to take the piglet from the chinese's lap and put it in his instead.

cooing at the sight, chenle went to glaring at the taller who's taking the piglet's attention. but then, an adorable gasp was heard from him as he remembered the things he agreed with himself last night. sleeping down the sofa got him thinking and he didn't know if it was a good thing, or a bad thing to overthink. "me, because i finally accepted my fate!"

putting the piglet down, jisung was confused as to what he was talking about. "fate?"

"my dad wants me to be productive here, i'm going to do that! i'm going to show him that i'm more than just being a spoiled brat in his eyes," chenle started to explain, puckering his lips unintentionally. "even though i'm doing all those to get his and mom's attention."