so before starting, i'm clearing things up. this won't be a part two in meow, just the idea of chensung is in here. so i'm sorry for markhyuckno shippers and renmin shippers ;-;. the ships here will be markhyuck, norenmin, and chensung. i hope you don't mind.

"jisung we are doing this for you own goo—"

❝yeah, yeah.❞ the tall male closed his locker after placing his books from the previous subjects he had attended this morning before going to the cafeteria to eat spend his lunch with his beloved cousin. ❝but it's not my fault why the money goes flying like that, you guys just give a small amount.❞

a gasp was heard from the other line of the phone. "park jisung, the allowance we give to you is more than enough."

❝sure, more than enough.❞ the boy rolled his eyes, not believing in his mother's words. ❝is this why my wallet gets empty not even two days passing by in a week? because the allowance is more than enough?❞

"nope." a deep sigh was then heard from the phone call. "it's because you spend it on playing at the arcades and betting everything on your games."

jisung covered his mouth, ❝i do not—❞

"don't even try to hide it, jaemin told us."

jisung pulled away from his ears and groaned, mumbling a curse word. ❝that asshole.❞ before placing his own phone back to his ear and went back to being a good child he is. ❝i beg your pardon mother? i don't spend the money on arcades, nuh uh. i spend them in the librarys, renting books and—❞

"do you want me to give this phone to your father?" the mother said, smirking as she guessed that jisung was scared of his father. after hearing a complete five-second silence from the other line, that's where she knew that she guessed right. "maybe you two can talk about this. i am sure he would gladly give you extra once he hears your story about going to the library and being a good student you are."

❝motherf—❞

"language park jisung."

❝fluffin earth.❞ the boy stopped in front of the canteen door and took a deep breath, putting out the most fakest smile he could pull off. ❝oh how i just love this motherfluffin earth.❞

the mother then smiled in victory knowing that her son can't see her. "so, wait till next week alright?"

❝yes mother, will do.❞ jisung said in a accent which he had learned from those old tv shows he would always pass by whenever he's looking for an entertaining channel.

"good boy. now, continue using your money in going to the library. i bet you are having fun there!" and with that, the phone ended.

jisung stared at his phone before harshly placing it inside his pocket and then pushed the doors open that leads to the cafeteria. walking straight, jisung every girl that's desperate for his attention, he also pushed some away without even saying sorry nor an excuse me. it was pretty obvious that he wasn't in a good mood and jisung hated the fact that nobody could see that as they kept on annoying the shit out him.

sitting in front of his cousin at a specific table, he scared him by slamming his palms down the table. his cousin flinched but continued to stare at a table far from theirs and jisung couldn't believe that he wasn't even noticed.

❝hyung.❞

❝oh.❞

clicking his tongue, jisung snapped his fingers in front of the boy's face. ❝quit staring at them, it's creepy.❞

❝staring?❞ jaemin raised a brow at the boy sitting across him and then let out a hysterical laugh. ❝you got it wrong jisung, i was glaring.❞

jisung wasn't having it which is why he squinted his eyes at the older and looking at him as he couldn't believe what he had just heard from jaemin. ❝glaring with your eyes glittering and having hearts on them? okay then.❞

jaemin hissed at the boy and threatened to hit him. ❝i am glaring with full hatred, okay?❞ he went back to glaring, as what he wants his action to be labelled as, at those two specific students that are sitting next to each other while reading a book down the table. ❝gosh, i hate them so much.❞

❝what was that? i heard love.❞

the older student turned to the boy in front of him and clicked his tongue at him. ❝what's wrong with you?❞

looking up from his phone, jisung raised a brow at jaemin who's making it sound like he's getting mad for no reasons. ❝i should be asking you that, what is wrong with you?❞

crossing his arms across his chest, jaemin flashed jisung one cute smile. ❝nothing is wrong with me, i'm fine actually. i'm just recovering from my fever but other than that, i'm good and healthy. thank you for asking.❞

hitting his head on the table, jaemin jumped from his seat at jisung's sudden action. the younger then groaned aloud that everyone that's surrounding them turned to their table and gave them looks. jaemin slightly gave them am apologetic bow before poking at annoyed looking boy in front of him.

❝hey—❞

❝why did you have to tell my parents?❞ jisung placed his chin down the table and gave jaemin a true glare.

gulping, the older rubbed his nape as he let out a nervous chuckle. ❝well, you see, it just slipped out of my mouth when she said that she'll buy me concert tickets to—❞

❝hyung!❞ jisung brought his two big hands up and motioned it to jaemin, about to choke him until he dies, but then turned those hands of his into fists, remembering that he'll be brought to jail if he kills this annoying cousin of his. ❝she won't give me extra.❞

jaemin tilted his head to the side. ❝why would you need to— oh.❞ the male breathed out a disappointed sigh and gave the younger one worried look. ❝you lost a bet?❞

❝i bet my whole allowance.❞ and sad to say, he lost. he blamed it on his teammates though, they suck at playing the game jisung was confident in winning at. letting out a loud groan again, jisung placed his head down the table once again. ❝just stab me with a big spoon.❞

the cousin furrowed his brows, spacing out for a moment because of what jisung just said. ❝you can stab with a big spoon?❞

❝don't question it.❞ jisung frowned, sitting up straight and looking at jaemin.

jaemin raised brow as he stared right into those pitiful eyes of his cousin. oh, he knew what game they were playing. jaemin came unprepared but he trusts himself not to fall for the younger's tricks. right at this moment, he cursed at the fact that he loved his cousin so dearly that he would do anything for him. ❝fine, i'll be giving you enough just to buy your own food for lunch.❞

jisung cheered happily as he held his hands out, waiting for the money jaemin will be giving to him. counting them, jisung had already budgeted the money. he'd buy the most cheapest food here, not caring if it won't satisfy him, and then use the others latet in going to his favorite arcade.

❝no arcades, jisung.❞ jaemin knew he was giving more than enough but for just today, he'll trust the younger male.

❝don't worry hyung, i'll wait patiently for my allowance and then go to the arcade.❞ lie, he's actually planning on going right after class ends.

❝go buy your lunch now.❞ jaemin gsve him another paper bill, surprising the younger of his generosity, but soon broke down his hope when he had other reasons why he gave another paper bill. ❝also buy mine, just the usual.❞

standing up from his seat, jisung still has to be thankful because without jaemin he'd not survive the day. ❝thank you, kind soul.❞

shooing the younger, jaemin went back to glaring at those two specific students and can't help but be grossed out when he saw them laughing so loud as if their topic is really that funny. rolling his eyes at his cousin, jisung made his way to the counter and while doing that he was looking up at the menu displayed. he was busy reading the menu that he didn't even realize a student in front of him going to his direction, which lead them to bumping each other.

❝oh shit.❞ jisung had his jaw dropped seeing the new transfer student from his class. the chinese's uniform was now covered with the strawberry milkshake he had bought and jisung fumed as he imagined him being like that. ❝watch where you are going!❞

❝i'm sor—❞

pushing the transfer student to the side, he went on with ordering both his and jaemin's lunch. with the change of the paper bill jaemin gave to him, jisung cunningly bought a drink for himself using jaemin's money. after receiving his order, he turned around and frowned when he saw a tray down on the ground with a familiar strawberry milkshake being spilled. ignoring it and moving on from what happened a while ago, jisung made his way to his shared table with his cousin and placed the tray down with their orders.

❝i'm wondering, where are hyuck hyung and mark hyung?❞ jisung questioned, starting to eat his lunch.

jaemin then made a face after remembering catching the two of them inside the bathroom stall, making out. ❝i don't want to know.❞

jisung was eating happily, thankful that jaemin hadn't fount out about him using his money yet but was soon stopped when jaemin spoke to him.

❝i saw what you did to that new transfer student.❞ jaemin looked up at jisung who's eating like there is no problem in this world they are living.

❝and so?❞

❝dude, he's rich.❞ jaemin doesn't know much about the the transfer student but he sure knows that his family is close with the president of china. ❝he can wipe your existence with just a snap of his finger.❞

jisung paused, he then placed his burger down and glanced at jaemin. ❝he is rich?❞

jaemin nodded, wondering how he doesn't know when he is his classmate. and to even think that jisung finally got scared but nope, that smile of his shows that he doesn't care if he's messing with a rich kid. ❝why are you smiling?❞

because he can finally solve his financial problem.

❝this burger tastes good.❞

zhong chenle, who knew he'd be actually whom jisung wants in his life.

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