❝where's chenle?❞

jisung rolled his eyes, ❝obviously not coming here to see you.❞ the tall male approached the senior with a stern look on and gripping the familiar hoodie very tight. ❝here's your disgusting hoodie.❞

the senior's forehead creased as he took the hoodie that is being handed out to him. he eyed it for a good minute before looking up at jisung who's still sternly looking at him as if he has done a crime. ❝this is not my hoodie.❞

❝it is.❞ jisung said as he turned around, making his way to the door. he couldn't honestly stand being alone with xiaojun even for a second. ❝i made sure it's from the same brand.❞ and it was hella expensive, slowly regretting for throwing the poor senior's hoodie away.

❝this smells brand new.❞ xiaojun had his brows furrowed as he sniffed the hoodie that still had the price tag on.

❝because it fucking is.❞ the younger now got even more annoyed at the senior who keeps on talking. can't he just accept the hoodie? and, a thank you would be very much appreciated as he got a brand new hoodie rather than the old one that's been used for who knows how many years now.

❝why did you buy—❞

jisung groaned as he turned around, his eyes getting darker as he glared at xiaojun. he didn't want to actually kill a bug but if this keeps on then it looks like he might kill one. ❝i bought a new one because your old hoodie has chene's scent on it.❞

xiaojun had a unsure smile, not really getting about the deal of chenle's scent being stuck on his hoodie. ❝i don't mind having chenle's scent on it. he smells like vanilla, i love vanilla.❞

jisung, too, loved vanilla but hearing that only made him hate vanilla. it was no lie that chenle did smell like vanilla and jisung didn't hate the smell, he loved it actually. but knowing that xiaojun favored the scent, jisung now had the urge to force chenle to change his scent in to something different.

there's the feeling of being possessive again. jisung had never felt so possessive ever until chenle came, but he'd like to think that he's like this just because chenle is his bank account. no more and no less.

totally not aware that there's another reason why he is like this.

❝well, i mind.❞ jisung turned around, hoping that it is already the end of their conversation.

but xiaojun had to be so clueless of how annoyed he feels right now and speak again. this time, throwing him a question that got him thinking really hard. ❝are you chenle's boyfriend?❞

xiaojun didn't mean to sound rude or anything but he was just curious. he doesn't see jisung treating chenle like a friend, he actually pities chenle for he's being treated as a slave by jisung. with that, xiaojun guessed that he's someone much important, a boyfriend. maybe the two liked it that way, chenle likes how jisung would treat him and xiaojun respects that. if, that is, jisung really is his boyfriend. jisung would get jealous like a boyfriend would, he would also stick with chenle so close like a boyfriend, that's how xiaojun got himself thinking that jisung is chenle's boyfriend.

a boyfriend? jisung won't even chenle consider chenle as his friend, what more if boyfriend? but he doesn't know what to answer, he can't deny easily for some reasons. ❝you don't have to know.❞

❝i want to know.❞ xiaojun really is testing jisung's patience.

❝can you shut that fucking mouth of yours?❞ jisung growled, how nosy can xiaojun get? ❝all you have to know is that chenle is mine and only mine.❞

❝but—❞

❝he's not my boyfriend nor my friend,❞ jisung said as he continued to walk to the door. he planned to leave whether or not xiaojun still has something to say. ❝but he is mine.❞

the chinese stood there confused, watching jisung reach the door and slowly push it open. just when he thought jisung would leave, the younger male stopped his tracks and glanced to his side.

❝don't even bother giving that banana milk to chenle.❞ jisung said, ❝he prefers strawberries.❞

the senior flinched when jisung slammed the door and spaced out for a few seconds, trying to process what just happened. a smile was then shown on xiaojun's face as he leaned his back to the railings, continuing to sip his banana milk.

❝interesting.❞

mumbling some curse words, jisung ran down the staircase. he badly had the urge to just punch xiaojun, luckily he could still control himself. he had never been so annoyed ever before. it's either xiaojun has just a very annoying presence or it's the fact that xiaojun has a sweet eye on chenle. jisung felt his chest tightening at the second choice, it's because he could see xiaojun having feelings for chenle.

❝what the fuck is wrong with me?❞ jisung stopped at the last step and crouched down, cupping his face. ❝why do i care if he has an eye for chenle?❞

why would his heart hurt whenever he sees xiaojun being the reason for chenle's smile, why would his blood boil whenever chenle would prefer xiaojun over him, why would he go all possessive whenever xiaojun would make a move, why does he like to own chenle?

❝because he is my bank account.❞ the frustrated male nodded his head, reassuring himself. ❝i don't want anyone to use him except for me.❞

but it doesn't look like xiaojun would use him. it seems like xiaojun would take care of chenle very well once they end up being together—

jisung shook the thoughts off, ❝he's mine. they won't end up together, i won't let that happen.❞

❝jisung?❞

the said male looked up and was greeted by a wonderful sight of chenle panting as sweats were coming down from his forehead. ❝what—❞

❝did you kill the bug!?❞ chenle screamed, suddenly realizing the mistake in his question. ❝i mean xiaojun ge, did you kill him?❞

❝no, i did not.❞ he wished he did though.

chenle heaved out a relieved sigh. ❝that's good.❞

❝chenle..❞ the younger now stood up from crouching and looked down at the still breathless boy. ❝why do you care so much about him?❞

❝h-huh?❞

❝that senior, why do you care so much about that xiaojun guy?❞ jisung took a step closer to chenle, not believing the question he's about to ask. ❝do you like him?❞

jisung reassured himself that he won't care. chenle is just his bank account, it's not money he is after and not his life, he has no control of chenle's life. he should not care and bother him if ever someone goes near him. chenlenis his bank account, not his boyfriend nor his friend. he should not care about his life and who he falls in love with.

but a very small part of jisung hoped that chenle will say no. he hoped for chenle to have no feelings towards xiaojun.

chenle got flustered by the question. ❝w-what do you mean by that?❞

seeing how he reacted now made jisung frown. a very small part of him hurting but he pushed it aside as he kept on reminding himself that he should not care because chenle is just his bank account, nothing but a bank account. ❝do you like xiaojun?❞

would jisung leave him alone if he says that he has feelings for the senior? because if yes then, ❝yes, i like xiaojun ge.❞

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it wasn't completely a lie. chenle did like xiaojun,  wouldn't actually? he cares for him, he's coincidentally always there whenever he needs some help, and he makes him smile. unfortunately, chenle didn't like xiaojun that way. but if jisung wouldn't be in the way then maybe he'd actually fall for xiaojun.

chenle didn't even know why he confessed that lie to jisung, it was no use. jisung didn't leave him alone, he still keeps on dragging him anywhere he wants to go and let him buy whatever he wants. it's just that, jisung is quiet.

he would only point a thing and chenle would immediately know that he wants him to buy that for him.

chenle sighed, he was not used to jisung being quiet. sure, insults and those not nice words are the only thing that comes out from his mouth but chenle would choose that rather than dealing with a quiet jisung.

it almost seems like jisung was sulking, but chenle doesn't know what he is sulking about.

❝j-jisung?❞ chenle gulped his words immediately, regretting that he can't keep his mouth shut and just has to ask for his state. ❝are you alright?❞

the younger continued to walk down the familiar streets and answered without looking down at the pouting male beside him. ❝i'm fine.❞

right, he is fine. why wouldn't he be fine?

❝you're so quiet.❞ ever since that confession, jisung would only say a word or two. even jaemin noticed his odd attitude the whole afternoon, questioning chenle about his cousin as he was worried. it also made chenle worried, he doesn't know why jisung was acting like this.

❝i just don't feel like speaking.❞ jisung plainly said as he pushed the glass doors open, leading the of them inside the usual arcade.

he then spotted a familiar group of students and went to them. everyone greeted him with a smile on their faces meanwhile all he did was nod his head at them, making them get confused at their friend's actions. jisung would usually be the loudest and would greet them with a bet in mind but now he looks so down, looks so sad, looks so heartbroken.

chenle then shrugged as he saw all eyes were on him. he then walked closer to jisung and asked, ❝do you want me to buy coins for you?❞

jisung simply shook his head as a no instead of answering. ❝i won't be here for long, i just have something to say to them.❞

the chinese pressed his lips into a thin line as he stood silently there, waiting for jisung. he watched the younger leave by his side and can't help but see how sad he look by his back slouching. chenle frowned, wondering what really is wrong with jisung.

❝hey ji, are you here to pay us for the hoodie you—❞

jisung sighed, ❝later, please?❞

please. please. that's something that shocked them, now they were really sure that something was wrong with their friend. they were about to ask but jisung left after that, dragging chenle with him. they all looked at each other and then at the front door where jisung and chenle left and then back at each other, trying to find a theory about why jisung is different today.

❝did he get his heart broken?❞

the tallest playfully hit the male who just said that. ❝you idiot, that's probably not it. jisung doesn't even know what love is.❞

walking back again down the streets, chenle was quietly following from behind. a frown still not leaving on his face as he watched jisung having his hands inside his pocket and looking all sad. did someone hurt him?

chenle tried to catch up with those short legs, as what jisung would like to describe, of his and then nudged the quiet male. ❝i don't think you are fine.❞

❝why, have you seen me look all happy?❞ jisung clicked his tongue. he was mad but he can't seem to get mad at chenle, he's confused right now. ❝i'm fine.❞

❝ji—❞

❝look, chenle, if all you are going to do is annoy the shit out of me then it's better if you leave.❞ jisung spat, shocking himself that he had said that to the older.

he was only trying to help. chenle was only worried and wanted to make sure if he is alright because he surely doesn't look like he is. ❝i'm sorry.❞

jisung groaned, running a hand through his hair. ❝i'll be going first, i need some rest.❞

and that's how chenle was left alone in the streets with people passing by him and not even bothering to give him a glance and see that frown on the poor chinese's face. jisung didn't even bother to care, why would he care? actually, he appreciated chenle getting all worried but why would chenle put an effort? after all, he's just someone who's there to ruin his life.

jisung rubbed his temples after stopping from his tracks as he was now far from chenle. ❝what have i gotten myself into?❞

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