"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 hand, I'm not so sure of," Chenle practically pushed him into his bed as if to say "and stay there". As soon as his head had hit the pillow, the tiredness truly took over Jisung. But just before Chenle closed the door, "And Chenle?" he turned around, light from the living room prettily silhouetting him. "I don't deserve you." Chenle scoffed. "Pft, what are we? Marri-" there was a moment of comedic silence, before Jisung burst into laughter and Chenle just shook his head and closed the door. ~ Fuck it, chenji but they're platonically married.