I'm scared ➸ ChenSung ꪜ

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Chenle reluctantly unlocked his bedroom door and twisted the knob, pulling the door open for Jisung. Right when he opened it, the first thing he was greeted with was the boy.

Jisung took no time at all with walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. What he did next caught Chenle completely off guard. He had stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Chenle, pulling him into a tight hug.

Chenle tensed up, he expected Jisung to be grossed out and hate him forever. He thought he was going to yell at him and tell him to never speak to him ever again. But no. He hugged him and muttered,

"You don't have to be scared of saying you love me, Chenle."

Said boy gulped, he didn't know what to say. Why shouldn't he be scared? That'd be a good thing to ask, but he couldn't get the words out.

Jisung pulled away and held Chenle by his shoulders, staring into his eyes. It intimidated Chenle so he turned his attention to the floor. "Why were you scared? I could never hate you."

Chenle only shrugged.

Jisung huffed, "Chenle!"

He flinched and looked up to meet Jisung's gaze, "what..?"

Jisung frowned and grabbed onto Chenle's arm, pulling him to the bed and pushing him down to sit on it. "Chenle."

"I said what..." he mumbled.

"I love love you too, Chenle."

Chenle looked up at him, his eyes widened and his jaw hanging slightly open. "Huh?"

"Bish! I said I love love you too, you plastic fork!" Jisung shouted at him.

Chenle just stared at Jisung, disbelief in his eyes. "Do you really–"

"Yes I really freaking love you, heck stop talking and just accept it," Jisung pouted and crossed his arms, "I said I love you and I mean it."

Chenle stared at Jisung a little while longer before he grabbed his hands and pulled him onto the bed with him. He wrapped his arms around the boy and nuzzled his face against his chest, whining.

Jisung laughed a bit and wrapped an arm around Chenle, rubbing his hair with his free hand. "What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you say that sooner, you made me extra scared..."

"I'm sorry Chenle, I didn't think you liked me too– or sorry, loved," he giggled to himself, not really used to the word yet.

Chenle looked up at Jisung and pouted, "how could I not."

Jisung smiled brightly at him and rubbed his head. "I don't know," was all he said.

Chenle wiggled out of Jisung's hold and scooted up closer to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "hey."

"Hm?" Jisung moved around to get more comfortable. After he got situated, he looked at Chenle, who was staring him down. "Something wro–"

Chenle leaned forward and quickly kissed Jisung's cheek. He was gone as soon as he had came and he had turned around, his back now facing Jisung.

Jisung was speechless. Speechless and blushing. He would never have expected that to come from Chenle, but it was cute, so he smiled even brighter and moved closer to Chenle. He wrapped his arms around the boy and pulled him closer, cuddling against him.

"Are you scared?" He asked.

Chenle shook his head. "Not with you around."

"That's good."

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