flopping down the bed, jisung stared at the ceiling as he heaved out a long sigh. ❝what is happening to me?❞

a giggle then echoed around the room and a heavy weight put down next to jisung who's spreading his body down to his king sized bed. ❝are you sick?❞

❝no hyung.❞ jisung turned to the side and saw his cousin raising a brow at him. ❝i'm fine.❞

❝you don't look fine to me.❞ jaemin sat down from the bed and gave the younger a worried look. ❝who are you and what have you done to my beloved cousin?❞

jisung sat up with his legs crossed as he furrowed his brows at his crazy cousin who's making a gun pose using his hand. ❝what the fuck hyung?❞

❝my cousin never thinks, why do you look like you're in deep thought?❞ jaemin then gasped so dramatically. he placed two of his hands on the younger's shoulders and shook him violently with fake cries coming out from his mouth. ❝get out of jisung's body, smart spirit, transfer to my body instead—❞

the younger pushed the male away, making the poor boy fall down the bed and luckily landed on the fluffy carpet instead of the cold hard ground. ❝i sometimes wonder how i'm related to you.❞

❝disrespectful child.❞ jaemin clicked his tongue as he stood up from the ground and rubbed a sore spot behind him. he them processed what the younger just said and shrugged as he thought of something to say. ❝well, same. i'm too good to be your cousin.❞

jisung then rolled his eyes at jaemin's self-esteem. ❝oh shut up.❞

and just when jaemin thought the old jisung was back, he noticed the younger spacing out again. this time he knew that he needed to be serious as this is actually a serious matter. it's already a shock that jisung is spending his weekend inside his house instead of going out and spend his money in arcades and the like. maybe he has no money? but there's chenle though, isn't he his bank account? jaemin is truly, genuinely, absolutely confused into what is happening to the boy.

❝jisung,❞ jaemin now put his playful self to the side and now became a responsible cousin he is to the younger. ❝hyung is always here to listen to your problems.❞

jisung raised his head from looking down the ground and face jaemin who had a worried look on his face. he then smiled as he appreciated jaemin's presence for being there the moment he called him. but, ❝i honestly can't take you seriously knowing that you own dozens of gay magazine hidden under your bed.❞

and the serious tension between them was broken because of that statement. jaemin immediately frowned and slapped jisung very hard on his arm, secretly shocked that jisung has a muscular body. ❝i'm this close to leaving you here.❞

jaemin doesn't even know why he is here in the first place. jisung just suddenly called him first thing in the morning telling him that he needed some company. jaemin, being the best cousin he is, went to his house without asking any questions. but now it got him thinking, there must be wrong as jisung called him to be there with him.

❝i feel weird.❞ jisung mumbled.

they were the only ones inside the room, of course jaemin would hear that loud and clear. after a few seconds of being silent, the older widened his eyes as he backed away from the sad chicken. ❝woah there park jisung. i'm your cousin! thou shall not be horn—❞

in a swift move, jaemin was met with a pillow on his face. jisung is now starting to regret calling his cousin among everyone he had known. ❝it's not about you, stupid!❞

he could have just called donghyuck, but that boy would be busy. mark, but he most probably is with donghyuck. well, he could have called jeno since he had gotten closer to the male ever since they are partnered in one dance class but he isn't so sure if he'd be comfortable to release his feelings to him. renjun is the other choice but he is still mad at the chinese for being so close to chenle as if they have known each other for years now. so that leaves jisung with no choice but to call jaemin whom he knows that'll be spending his weekend doing something unproductive.

might as well make a use of jaemin's existence in his life.

❝i'm shocked at the fact that you're not denying about being horny.❞ despite the pain on his face as the pillow really did hit hard on his face, he smirked and wiggled his brows t the younger, teasing him. ❝who's the lucky person?❞

not on his right mind, jisung unconsciously answered the name that's been running around his head. ❝chenle.❞

❝what!?❞

the sudden raise of voice made jisung snap out from his thoughts and looking at his cousin, he raised a brow. one day, he'll surely be offering jaemin at a mental hospital. ❝what's wrong with you?❞

❝what's wrong with you?❞ jaemin said, still surprised when jisung admitted.

the younger stayed still on his spot as he tried to think of what happened. recalling their conversation a while ago, jisung froze before slowly looking up to jaemin and giving him a horrid look. ❝wait no, it's not what it looks like!❞

❝park jisung,❞ jaemin them started to let out some fake sobs and wiped the invisible tears from his eyes, patting the younger on his shoulders. ❝it's okay, it's normal for teenagers to be like that. i was just surprised that you have come to the point that—❞

❝i said, that's not it!❞

❝so this is the reason why you want chenle all to yourself.❞ jaemin nodded his head as he did his best to understand his beloved cousin. ❝it's okay, you're just an alpha in his rut and chenle just happens to be a lucky omega—❞

❝oh my god!❞ jisung covered his face and he threw another pillow to jaemin who's still recovering from the numbness of the face a while ago. ❝shut up!❞

it was amusing to see his cousin getting all flustered, it's always fun to tease jisung. ❝didn't you mention once about chenle living next door?❞ getting hit by a pillow is always worth it if he gets to tease the younger male. ❝you can jump out from this window and catch your omega.❞

jisung widened his eyes when his crazy cousin suddenly slid the curtains open, letting the light invade his room and also getting a glimpse of the house next door. jisung paused for a moment as he watched a familiar figure next house, checking himself out from the mirror. he was all dressed, looking like he was going to go out for a date but that didn't cross jisung's mind. what he was thinking about was how gorgeous the chinese male looked, how timed suddenly slow down for him, and how he was feeling butterflies flying around in different corners of his stomach.

❝go, alpha! i won't be stopping— oh?❞ jaemin tilted his head as he caught jisung staring out of the window. following his gaze, a smile was formed in his lips when he saw the reason why jisung as frozen like a statue with his jaw dropped and mouth wide open. ❝alpha, you are drooling.❞

snapping out from his thoughts, jisung covered his mouth to check if he was and then gave jaemin a glare when he realized that he was only being played around. grabbing another pillow in hand, jisung was about to throw a pillow at the now laughing jaemin but paused when the chinese next door was leaving his room, disappearing from his sight.

jaemin, again, followed where his beloved cousin was looking and then smirked. ❝is he out on a date? i wonder.❞

and so what if he is out on a date?

jisung had reminded himself not to meddle with chenle's business. he's only after for the money, not for chenle's overall life. why would he care if he's out on a date? he doesn't care. of course, he doesn't— a lie. yesterday he was being sad and quiet the whole day. he didn't even bother using chenle, asking money from him and all, and immediately went home after school without stopping by the arcade. what is chenle doing to him?

❝earth to alpha jisung?❞ jaemin waved his hands in front of the male that's again spacing out. ❝your majesty? princess chenle is escaping thy castle.❞

jisung then flopped his body down the bed, hugging the pillow he was supposed to throw at jaemin very tight. ❝just.. shut up.❞

only having the thought of chenle hanging out with xiaojun, or any other guys in that matter, hurts him for some reasons.

jaemin smiled softly at his cousin and sat next to him, running a hand through his soft hair to comfort him. ❝how are you feeling?❞

honestly speaking? ❝you know that feeling where in you want to say that you're fine but you're actually not? i don't know why i'm acting like this.❞ jisung snuggled to the pillow as he hugged it very tight, almost making jaemin coo very loud. ❝i'm fine, but i'm not. hyung, what am i feeling?❞

if this isn't just a serious situation then jaemin would have squealed by now. not only was jisung acting like a sad puppy (chicken) but the younger was relying on him which happens rarely.

as much as jaemin wants to help, he wants jisung to find out on his own. ❝it's for me to know and for you to find out.❞

jisung was somehow expecting that, which made him groan. it isn't probably that important so why is it hard for him to say? ❝just tell me.❞

the older male pouted. ❝you won't even believe me if i tell you.❞

❝you're like, my only hope right now.❞ jisung faced his cousin and gave him a pleading look. ❝tell me.❞

❝okay.❞ jaemin wanted for this to last long but since the younger was asking for it, with those puppy eyes of him, how on earth can he say no? ❝you like him.❞

a like that's going to turn into love very soon.

and just what jaemin expected, ❝you're kidding me?❞ jisung didn't believe his words. the younger let out a snor as he made a face at jaemin who's glaring at him. ❝you know what, maybe i'll find out on my own.❞

stupid. that's all jaemin could say. when he opened his mouth and was about to say that, a familiar ringtone disturbed their moment. jaemin shut his mouth back as he watched jisung strech out for his phone that's by the lamp table and immediately answered the call after seeing the caller's id.

"jisung!"

❝hey.. mom.❞ jisung mentally face palmed, he can't even act okay in the phone call with his mother.

"aw, are you alright?" his mother's worried tone echoed around the quiet room, "why do you sound sad?"

❝i'm fine mom.❞ he actually could feel himself getting worse everytime he lies about being okay. ❝just tired from school, that's why.❞

"jisung is working hard, i see." a giggle then was heard from the other line. "well, i have news for you. we finally sent you your allowance! and since you look sound you're working hard in school, maybe i'll consider adding more."

if it were the same old jisung, he would be screaming and jumping on his bed by now. but this jisung is hurt and is not in the mood to even get excited over the money he is receiving. actually, jisung didn't feel the need to care. ❝oh, thanks mom.❞

hearing jisung sound so sad made the mother get worried. "jisung, is there something wrong? honey, we are always here to listen and help you."

it may not seem like it but jisung found himself lucky for having them as his parents. not only were they caring and puts him as their first priority, they are also understanding and accepts him for who he is. ❝don't worry mom! i'm fine, thank you so much!❞

jaemin frowned as he saw that forced smile on his cousin's face. he then sat there silently as he watched jisung talk to his mother, sounding so bright but is actually in pain. the two lasted a good ten minutes in talking through the phone and had no plans of stopping as they were already enjoying but their session had to be cut off by a knock on the front door.

jisung excused himself from his mother, saying his goodbyes, before ending the call.

❝are you going to get that?❞ jaemin raised a brow. ❝what if it's a kidnapper?❞

the younger scoffed. ❝the earlier for my life to end then.❞

he then left his bedroom without listening to jaemin's next words and made his way down the living room. he heard a few knocks again but he never got scared as he just took small steps towards the front door.

he was already this sad to not care about his life anymore.

twisting the door knob open, jisung expected for him to get shot at or anything but instead he was greeted by a panting familiar short male that's bringing a box of macaroons.

totally not expecting to see him.

❝chenle?❞

the chinese then composed himself and raised the box of macaroons in front of him. ❝i didn't know what to get you but macaroons always comforts me whenever i'm sad.❞ and chenle did work hard to buy those macaroons. he ran around the city finding for a shop that's sells those and ran back to their street to give these to jisung.

and he knew the effort was worth it when he saw a genuine smile on jisung's face.

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