i am now back and i honestly don't know how to write anymore aksks idk if this chap will satisfy you guys anyways highways, i hope you'll enjoy!

❝i didn't even get to go give this to him.❞ chenle pouted as he hugged the hoodie very tight, looking at the tall chicken next to him. ❝what's wrong with you?❞

❝there's nothing wrong with me.❞ the younger said without even giving him a glance.

arriving at the usual arcade jisung goes to every after classes, jisung pushed the door opened and let it close without even waiting for chenle that's following behind him. luckily for chenle, he placed a hand on the door before it hit his face and then stomped his way in front of jisung. the tall male looked down at him with a glare, making chenle wonder what he had done wrong to make jisung look mad like this.

❝money.❞ the younger said with his hand out, ready to accept the bills chenle would give.

the older shook his head, ❝i won't give you anything until you tell me what's wrong with you.❞

❝there's nothing wrong with me, how many times do i have to tell you that?❞

❝you're mad me!❞

❝i am not!❞

❝see, you are even shouting back at me!❞

jisung had his mouth open in disbelief, ❝you shouted first!❞

❝because—❞

❝woah,❞ group of guys then appeared out of no whete and went in between the two to stop them from throwing fists at each other. although, it would be fun to see a chicken fighting a dolphin, they didn't want the kids inside the arcade to see any violence happening. ❝you guys are in a public place.❞

jisung squinted his eyes at chenle before pushing the hand away from his chest that's stopping him from hurting chenle and then went to the short male that's obviously forcing himself to look brave when he's scared as fuck on the inside. chenle was then taken aback when jisung harshly tucked his hands inside his pocket and took his wallet out, taking enough money for the coins inside this arcade. not like chenle can complain about jisung taking his money, he is his bank account. but that was a rude action, can't he just ask for it nicely?

❝move.❞ jisung said before pushing chenle out from his way.

honestly, jisung also doesn't know why he is like this. it started when during lunch break chenle tried to escape just to meet up with xiaojun and give him his hoodie. if it weren't for jisung excusing himself to go to the restroom and catching chenle leaving the cafeteria. jisung was well aware that chenle is just going to give back the hoodie but the fact that chenle is meeting up with xiaojun made his blood boil for some unknown reasons.

leaving the chinese there, jisung shocked and confused his friends that witnessed what happened. giving their attention to chenle, they tilted their heads together as they wished for answers from the chinese. ❝what happened?❞

the chinese rolled his eyes, ❝is it possible for guys to have menstruation?❞ seems like jisung has it.

walking towards the counter, jisung paused when he saw a familiar student having that bright aura with rainbows and butterflies standing near the counter. just the person he didn't want to see.

❝is he stalking chenle or something?❞ jisung clicked his tongue and turned around, suddenly not liking the idea of hanging out inside the arcade.

and as he turned around, he was met with a very  wonderful sight of chenle being surrounded by his friends. he didn't even realize himself already clenching his fist and his teeth gritting as he approached them. he got even more annoyed seeing chenle just smiling at them who's lowkey flirting at him.

one of the boys raised his head from looking down at chenle and then noticed jisung coming at them with those eyes that could possibly kill. ❝oh jisung—❞

pulling chenle by force, they all didn't expect for jisung to just do that. chenle even got startled by it, the others got scared thinking that jisung would rip his arms from his body. chenle furrowed his brows as he turned to the side and saw jisung looking like he will murder someone any second from now.

❝let's go home.❞ he said, giving his friends a warning look that made them take a step back away from them.

❝but didn't you just want me to get out from your sight—❞ chenle pressed his lips into a thin line when jisung went to look at him.

gripping the older's arms very tight, ❝i want to leave this place.❞

he's really being tested today. first was xiaojun and now his friends is trying to get chenle's attention. but why would jisung care? didn't he just want chenle because of money? then what does it have to do with the boys he interacts with? a question that's very hard for jisung to answer.

❝j-jisung..❞ chenle winced when he felt jisung gripping to tight as he was dragged outside the arcade, leaving the confused boys there. ❝it hurts.❞

stopping for a moment to turn around, jisung glanced down at the hoodie wich chenle is still holding so protectively. without thinking, jisung snatched the hoodie so suddenly and walked away from chenle, finding the nearest trash bin.

❝ji—❞ chenle gasped after seeing the younger throwing the hoodie inside the trash bin. ❝what the fuck jisung!?❞

just as chenle was ready to
dive inside the trash bin just to get the hoodie jisung threw, the annoyed tall chicken grab hold of his arm and dragged him again.

❝jisung let go of me!❞ chenle struggled to detach his arm from jisung hold, he knew it won't be possible since jisung was gripping so tight and he knew how strong the younger is but it was worth a try.

the younger male stayed silent as he continued to drag chenle who keeps on moving and pushing him aside. not caring about the stares and whispers they received from the people because of the loud annoying noises coming out from the chinese's mouth, jisung kept on dragging chenle to the point he had already lost control of himself.

❝what the fuck is wrong with you?❞ chenle said, stopping his tracks that also made jisung stop.

and now, people passing by had also stopped walking and watched the scene unfold. gasps was then heard when the short chinese harshly pulled his arm back and then pushed the tall male.

❝why did you throw his hoodie just like that!?❞

jisung clicked his tongue and then placed both of his hand inside his pocket, ❝that thing was an eyesore.❞

❝an eyesore? jisung, it's not even yours!❞ chenle got mad at the fact that jisung got mad just because he has xiaojun's hoodie.

❝that's the point, it's not mine.❞ jisung crossed his arms as he gave the frustrated short male a look, trying to find a reason why he threw the hoodie away. because honestly speaking, he himself doesn't even know he threw the hoodie all so suddenly. ❝i don't want xiaojun to get your smelly scent, that's so embarrassing.❞

❝smelly scent—❞ chenle's gotta admit it, he felt hurt. but of course, chenle's not going to show it and he'll surely not going to lose in this argument of theirs, ❝just say that you're jealous.❞

both of them froze from their places as they processed what was just happening. chenle didn't expect for himself to say that neither did jisung expect for a big part of him to agree what just came out of chenle's mouth.

❝f-forget what i just said..❞ chenle mumbled as he turned to the side. bold of him to even let the thought of jisung getting jealous pass by inside his head.

actually, chenle is right and jisung isn't a chicken anymore to admit it in the public.

❝you're right.❞

chenle widened his eyes and he swore that he felt his heart beating so fast and loud all so suddenly, surpassing the loud whispers and murmurs around them.

"young love."

"hey, weren't we like that back in highschool?"

"lover's quarrel, i see."

"what a cute couple."

they are not a couple. chenle pressed his lips into a thin line as he gathered the guts to look up at jisung who is still unfazed at cooes they were receiving from the crowd around then. this must be a joke, and jisung should stop because chenle honestly doesn't know how to control his heart right at that moment. ❝stop playing with me. i get it, you don't want my smelly scent to—❞

❝no, i'm jealous.❞ chenle let out a silent yelp when jisung suddenly gripped his wrist tight and pulled the small boy closer. ❝zhong chenle you're mine, remember that.❞

and as if getting redder than a tomatoe is possible. chenle suddenly couldn't process what the tall younger just said and harshly pulled his wrist back just to push jisung away. jisung froze from his place and chenle took this chance to run away from jisung and decided to go home first and leave him there.

actually finding it useless since he just discovered that the tall male, that's responsible for his heart going insane, is his neighbor.

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❝what the fuck is wrong with you zhong chenle!?❞ chenle threw his bag anywhere inside the room and went to check his reflection on the mirror.

his hair was disheveled, sweats running down from his forehead, and uniform looking like a crumpled paper, but that's not what caught his attention. the color of his face really stood out, it was red. remembering the scene jisung caused awhile ago isn't even making him calm down.

❝how dare he say that out loud?❞ chenle ran a hand through his already messy hair and groaned. ❝what is he so proud about? being jealous is nothing to be proud so why did he say that out loud in front of so many people?❞

chenle flopped himself down the bed and stared at the ceiling as if it's the most interesting, aesthetically pleasing, sight of all time. and again, he squirmed down the bed as he messed his hair even more upon remembering the words that slipped out of jisung's mouth.

❝i can even hear him now.❞ chenle covered his face using his two small hands and then stayed silent, trying his best to keep calm as the scene repeated again inside his head. ❝oh shit, he sounds so hot—❞

the flustered chinese froze as he realized what he just said.

❝the fuck, no.❞ chenle sat up in a flash and shook his head quickly. ❝chenle, that's bad shit.❞

the scolding session of himself was then cut off by a familiar ringtone coming from his phone. searching inside his bag, chenle clicked his tongue at the caller's name. he hesitated if he should answer it or not as he was still not over about what just happened awhile ago. knowing that he would get himself in trouble if he won't answer the call, chenle was forced to press that answer button and place the phone on his ear.

❝wha—❞

"i'm not going to ask why you ran away a while ago." chenle then heard some shuffling noises from the other line that made him furrow his brows. "but i want you to open the curtains to your window."

chenle didn't even bother asking why and quickly went to his study table, placing his knee down on the chair as he pushed the curtains to the side and opened his window only to see jisung frowning while holding a familiar hoodie.

❝jisung that's disgusting—❞

"i didn't pick it up inside the trash bin, i bought a new one." jisung then ended the call and threw his phone behind him, wishing that it fell down the bed as he didn't have the money to buy a new one as of the moment. ❝like what i said, i didn't want xiaojun to have your scent.❞

chenle rolled his eyes. ❝he is not a dog, jisung, why would he care if my scent is on his hoodie?❞

❝i don't want anyone to catch your scent.❞ jisung stared at the chinese so sternly, making the older gulp at how serious he look.

there goes his heart again. seriously, jisung is really going to be the death of him. can he just stop making his heart beat twice it's speed? it's concerning how inhumane it is beating. at this point, he might actually go and have a check up.

❝you're my bank account,❞ jisung said, snapping chenle out from his thoughts. ❝no one owns you but me.❞

and there goes his heart breaking so easily just like that.

for a moment there, chenle thought jisung actually had feelings for him. stupid of him to think that way.

of course jisung would get jealous, he's scared of losing his bank account. he's scared of losing his only source of money.

❝jisung,❞ chenle turned around, hoping that the younger won't hear it or else he might do something with that very powerful video he has on his hands. ❝i hate you.❞

he hated how he's slowly catching feelings for this annoying, stubborn, and possessive tall chicken.

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