Chenle and Jisung had a lot of fun shooting "Go". Growing up didn't seem so bad anymore.
They joked around, ran around, jumped around.
Jisung would tease Chenle often druing the shoot, but Chenle didn't mind. He was too whipped anyways.
"Jisung? Which one is better? This one or the other one?", Chenle asked about his glasses.
"Both are so-so.", Jisung laughed and clapped his hands.
Chenle just laughed with him and shook his head.
Jisung could be either really cute or the "maknae on top" and Chenle didn't knew, which Jisung he liked more.
But he knew, he fell for both of them. For all of Jisung.
And Jisung was now 16 years old.
Both boys were now in an age, where things like love would play a more important role in their lifes.
And Chenle was scared.
Because what would that mean?
They were idols, what made everything so more complicated.
Was it even possible to find someone to genuinely love?
And did Chenle even want to love someone, who wasn't Jisung?
Would Jisung love him back?
Could Chenle even speak about love? Or did he just have a big crush on his best friend, which would be gone soon?
Chenle wasn't sure.
Because right now Jisung looked so good and kissable that he couldn't concentrate on anything else.
Jisung on the other hand was just happy to have Chenle at his side.
He only teased him, because he knew this would made him see Chenle's smile that he loved so much.
Actually, Jisung thought that Chenle looked good in both glasses. No, actually, Chenle always looked good.
Jisung gave him a teasing smile.
Chenle immediately smiled back.
They loved spending time in LA, living their dream.
They couldn't be happier in this moment.
But Chenle's mind wandered to places again, which Chenle wished to avoid.
Since Jisung pecked him that night, Chenle wanted him to do that again.
It was just one second, but it was one of the best seconds in his life.
And since it happend, he couldn't stop thinking about it.
And right now, Jisung looked so so good.
They all did. "Go" gave them a rebellious look and they all looked really attractive.
But Chenle's eyes could only fix on Jisung.
When they had a break, Jisung grabbed Chenle and they went somewhere quiter.
Jisung squished Chenle's cheeks, while saying: "Why are you so cute, Chenle-ah?"
Chenle's eyes widened, but then he saw Jisung's teasing smirk.
"Yah", he screamed and Jisung directly started to run away.
Chenle followed Jisung laughing.
Jisung also laughed.
And then he got an idea.
He abruptly stood still and turned around.
Chenle ran straight in his direction.
Jisung opened his arms and Chenle fell in them.
They both laughed, when Jisung engulfed Chenle in a tight hug.
"I love you, Chenle", Jisung whispered.
Chenle sighed and whispered back: "I love you too, Jisungie."
Jisung kissed Chenle's hair and then they both slowly let go of each other.
They looked at each other and there it was again.
The tingle in Chenle's stomach.
It seemed like their faces were magnetic. As if they slowly pulled each other close by themselves.
Chenle took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
But before anything could happen, Jisung took Chenle's face in his hands.
"No seriously, Chenle, you are really cute.", Jisung whispered.
Chenle whined. "Just stop, Jisung."
"But you are", Jisung pouted.
"No. 'Go' is not a cute concept like the others before. We are now rebellious. I look cool."
"No", Jisung shook his head. "You wished you look cool. But the stylists can do everything they want, but you still will be my cute Chenle."
"My", Chenle thought. He liked the sound of that.
But he couldn't show Jisung that, so he just rolled his eyes and giggled.
"You are weird.", Chenle said.
"Only for you", Jisung chuckled.
He intertwined his hand with Chenle's.
"Do you want to dance?", he asked shyly.
"What?", Chenle looked at him with wide confused eyes.
"I don't know", Jisung shyly laughed. "I just feel like dancing right now. I am happy. You are here. And I love dancing. So why don't we dance together?" He shrugged.
"O-okay", Chenle nodded.
"Okay", Jisung smiled at him.
He took his phone out and his wired headphones. He put one side in Chenle's ear and the other one in his own.
"May I have this dance, Chenle-ssi?", Jisung asked playfully and bowed.
Chenle giggled. "Yes, you may."
He put his one hand in Jisung's free hand and the other on his shoulder, while Jisung put on a slow song.
Then Jisung put his phone away and his hand found the way to the small of Chenle's back.
They slowly started to move to the rhythm, Jisung leading Chenle.
They looked each other in the eyes and giggled.
It felt weirdly comfortable. They enjoyed the moment. Didn't even care, how they came to dance like this in the middle of Los Angeles.
The song ended, but luckily the next song was also slow, leaving the two boys in their little bubble.
Chenle layed his head on Jisung's shoulder, whereupon Jisung pecked his hair. Chenle smiled.
He loved being treated like that by Jisung.
Hopefully, it would always stay like that.
But life had other plans.
Plans, they weren't aware of, yet.
Their moment got ruined by a suddenly really loud and fast song.
Chenle jumped away from Jisung, the headphone falling out of his ear.
"God, that scared me", he laughed.
Jisung joined the laughing. He turned the music off.
"Let's go back?", Jisung asked, offering his hand for Chenle.
"Yes, let's go back", Chenle again gladly accepted Jisung's hand with a smile.
They ran back, hand in hand.
They giggled and jumped around.
They were happy.
They were living their dream.
And nothing could stop them.
Or this was, what they thought.
But what does it need to break two friends apart?
Was there even anything that could break them apart?
They thought they were strong. That they could fight against everything, the world had to offer for them, as long as they were together.
But was this really true?