My sister reads over these chapters in advance to let me know if I'm screwing shit up, and she legit changed the title to {semi-mature cheddar} ??! The crackheadery that runs through our family is unreal-
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"Ji, you need to learn to control yourself," Jeno sighed gently against his ear as his hand moved rhythmically along the younger's stiff member, eliciting harsh breaths from him.
Jisung had one arm wrapped around the older's neck while his free hand was clamped over his mouth to muffle his natural noises.
The raven-haired adult shook his head in disbelief when he got no reply. "Seriously. This is a major issue, okay? You can't control your habits, and you can't control your drive. We want Renjun to stay with us, don't we? He's not going to give any of us a chance if we weird him out."
Jisung did want to answer. He really wanted to defend himself and retaliate against such a bold accusation that he'd be so stupid as to let his hormones get the best of him in public. Obviously he didn't have ulterior motives other than teasing when he raised Renjun onto his lap. The small male was a wriggler of great note.
But alas his voice betrayed him, for when he brought his hand away to respond, a strangled whine escaped and resounded across the bathroom walls. Nobody was in there with them, but they had way more decency than this usually, and were still worried. The cubical felt cramped, but what other choice did the pair have?
"J-Jen," the brunette gasped out, throwing his head back and finding himself unable to resist anymore. The older connected their lips as a sound resistant, swallowing his lover's vocal noises and hushing him by playing with his tongue and distracting him.
Jisung's chest tightened as that burning desire to unravel formed in the pit of his stomach, legs shaking while the older held him up and continued to slide his hand along his length. Their mouths were so used to each other but never lost the sense of adventure and excitement each time they reunited. Jeno and Jisung knew one another's weaknesses and desires, which helped a lot in the long run.
"I'm-" the taller begged, breaking away to press their foreheads together and pant. "What do I d-do?"
Jeno thought about it for a short and careless moment before crouching down and holding the other's waist, having no hesitance before taking Jisung in his mouth and smirking when the brunette hissed lowly.
"Jeno!"
"So that went well," Chenle had a tiny glower on while shooting visual daggers at the youngest and tallest of their little 'squad'. "I'm glad we're all mature enough to be out in public." They were all walking back towards the apartment complex somewhere in the early evening.
"How many fucking times must I say I'm sorry?! You know what, Lele? Next time you get aroused, I'll leave you high and dry to deal with it on your own."
"It's not really the same with girls," Renjun noted aloud, though felt it was somewhat unnecessary to do so.
"Psh, not fake girls," Jisung huffed, fending off a hundred smacks and punches from the outed member. Mark released one long, desperate sigh which usually shut them all up, but it didn't work this time.
"I'm not a fake!" Chenle screamed in the boy's ear. "I-I never claimed to be a woman! I can't help the way I am!" Had the raging tone not spelt out the frustration the now apparent 'he' felt, Renjun would've thought he was crying. His eyes were as wide as saucers as he stopped dead in his tracks and eyed Chenle up and down over and over.
Each time he reached the end, he'd go again to see where he'd missed this.
"I'm sorry...." the oldest Chinese choked on his own words, "What?"
"I'm actually more surprised that you hadn't worked it out sooner," Donghyuck yawned against the sun kissing his cheeks. "He's not very subtle. Just girly."
"Use female pronouns while I'm a 'fake' girl, please," Chenle snipped before kicking Jisung in the ass for wrongly using such a word.
"But-But why?" Renjun croaked, looking at each male individually and wondering what the hell was going on. "Y-You're a man? If you're not hiding that fact that you're a man, then why do you dress as a woman?"
"If you're gay then why don't you just wear a sign saying 'straighties fuck off'?" The younger arched his brow. "I don't want to be bullied for my interests, now do I?"
Why am I so stunned? The shortest wondered with his mouth agape and eyes cast to the concrete below. I'm not someone who has prejudice, but now I feel cheated. Or betrayed, even. He never even thought to tell me....
"What's with the look?" Jaemin enquired, poking Renjun's cheek lightheartedly though having it batted away with irritation.
"I'm gonna' stay out," he muttered without even trying to hide his upset attitude. His legs stopped moving, his body simply staying still while the others all halted one by one ahead of him.
"What?" Jeno frowned.
"I'm not going home with you!" Renjun pushed. "I-I'm glad I must be so funny to you lot. Y'know, how you all congregate in your rooms secretively, talk behind my back, hide shit from me that we all know I should've been made aware of as a neighbour! It must be the most amusing fucking thing watching me and all my confusion!"
"Renjun...." Jisung sighed, "It's really not like that. I would've told you about my kleptomania had I not felt so....hated?"
"I never told you I was a woman," Chenle added.
"You worked out I was an actor almost immediately...." the oldest informed him as though this was all Renjun's own fault. "You're getting upset over nothing, okay? Come home and we'll talk to you-"
"Fuck you!"
He broke.
His tether of patience went 'crack' as more bullshit spilled from their mouths and polluted his ears. He was not at fault here. "Fuck all of you for constantly leaving me in the dark! I'm seriously considering just dropping out of this college and going the fuck home! I hate it here! I hate you! And I want my old life back!"
With that he turned his back on them and stormed down the street in the opposite direction to God knew where.
Donghyuck went to pursue him, but stopped when Jaemin latched around his waist and prevented the chase. "Leave him, Hyuckie. He'll come round."
"He doesn't know where he's going," Mark groaned, "I'll go get my car."
"No, let him get lost," Chenle muttered. "When he comes back, he'll have manned up a bit. We'll go and search for him tonight if he can't work the city out." He then looked to Jisung who seemed to feel immensely guilty, which was typical of him. "You're getting a major time out tonight!"
"I'm sorry, Le."
"Whatever."
Jeno massaged his temples, watching the cars zooming past and moving on with their mundane, ordinary lives. He wanted to go after him. He wanted to make sure he was safe, and he wanted to apologise on their behalf.....but he knew where the others were coming from.
"If he's not back at the complex by nine, I'm looking for him," Mark sighed, giving them all a frustrated shove in the right direction before everyone returned to making their way home.
It had been so long since their last addition, that they'd forgotten how hard this process was....
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Okay lovelies, you'll probably hate to hear this if you didn't see my message board, but I am going to take a week off. I know this sort of ended on a tad bit of a cliffhanger, but I'm sure it's not that bad.
My motivation has slipped for the first time in three years and I'm doing myself a favour this time, so I'll update next week and return to normal!
Thank you for your amazing support so far, I appreciate it a lot!
-lily