❝ah jisung!❞ chenle shut his eyes tight as he felt the pain.

clicking his tongue, ❝stop squirming.❞ jisung watched the chinese struggling under him.

❝s-stop..❞ the older mumbled as he was already sniffing, tears already falling down from his eyes.

❝stop what?❞ jisung smirked as he loved the face chenle is having right now.

❝stop please,❞ chenle looked up to the younger that's hovering over him with that hot smirk on his face. ❝it h-hurts..❞

raising a brow, jisung had no plans of stopping. he then paused for a few second to let the older breathe before poking his sides once more and tickling chenle so hard. the older male laughed underneath jisung, moving here and there and hoping for jisung to spare his life. tears were already falling from his eyes as he could fell his stomach stiffening and sides already hurting from jisung tickling him but the younger had no plans of stopping just yet.

❝that's for cheating a while ago.❞ jisung said, reffering to an online game they played minutes ago.

chenle whined as he flipped his body around and now burying his face down to his bed, thanking that jisung had stopped tickling by now. ❝i won't do it again, i promise.❞

having a small smile on his face, jisung now caressed the older's waist so softly for the pain to go away. ❝now, look at me.❞

chenle pouted, debating if he should turn his body around and face jisung who's probably having a teasing smirk plastered on his face. but nonetheless, chenle shuffled his body around and faced jisung who did have that look on. ❝are you going to tickle me again?❞

❝if you cheat again then yes.❞ jisung chuckled before leaning down and kissed the older's cheeks that already has his dried up tears. ❝sorry about it.❞

throwing his arms around the younger's neck, chenle pulled himself up just to meet with jisung's tempting lips. ever since they had started to kiss, they can't seem to stop anymore. even for a second away, they would always feel the need for their lips to touch. they were addicted.

❝you know,❞ jisung bit chenle's lower lip a little bit hard and licked it to ease the pain, chuckled at chenle's flushed face. ❝you're starting to kiss a little bit rough now.❞

❝it's because of you!❞ chenle pushed jisung up and made him sit down while he placed himself of the younger's lap. ❝jaemin hyung was right, you do like it rough.❞

jisung then raised a brow. ❝you don't like it?❞

❝well—❞ chenle was cut off by a pair of lips that's silencing him up. closing his eyes, chenle just let jisung kiss him as he followed how the younger's lips moved. it was different from his other kisses. it was soft and jisung didn't do anything but just kiss him, his lips just massaging his already swollen ones.

❝do you like it that way?❞ jisung whispered, losing his breathe as he pulled away from the kiss.

❝how many types of kisses do you know?❞ chenle furrowed his brows. his hands went to jisung's forehead and brushed the hair that's sticking to his sweaty forehead.

smirking, the younger snaked his arms around chenle's waist and pulled him closer than ever. the gap between them already disappearing. ❝want to try another one?❞

because chenle was a curious dolphin, he nodded his head and watched jisung connect their lips once more. the kiss was going on fine, chenle didn't find it different from jisung's soft kisses. not until he could feel something poking his lower lip. chenle didn't mind it at first but then he could feel it enter his mouth when he gasped at jisung tightening his hold on his hips.

opening his eyes, chenle pulled away so quickly and covered his mouth. ❝y-your tongue!❞

jisung giggled after seeing chenle's reaction. he hasn't done anything yet but enter the older's warm mouth yet this is already the reaction he had received. what more could it be if jisung had the chance to explore that warm cavern of his, tasting every corner. ❝so what about it?❞

❝it went inside me!❞

jisung blamed this all on jaemin. but honestly speaking, he loved being knowledgeable at this segment and so he has to also thank jaemin for this. ❝it did?❞

pausing for a moment, chenle had realized that it sounded wrong. ❝i m-mean, it went inside my mouth!❞

❝that's because i want to taste you.❞ jisung, held on to the older's chin and made chenle look at him and only him. ❝can i taste you?❞

❝j-ji..❞ chenle couldn't believe himself, he was actually thinking twice. he could have said no, knowing that they are too young for this, but he's actually thinking twice.

meaning, part of him wanted for jisung to taste him.

jisung noticed chenle taking time in answering. he just then showed out a small smile and placed a hand on chenle's cheeks to caress it, hoping that it could calm the older down. ❝nevermind. there's a possibility that your mother will suddenly barge in and she'll see us kissing that way.❞ seeing the scenario inside his head made jisung chuckle. ❝i don't want to get in trouble.❞

looking down, chenle was still having his face flushed. ❝mom went back to china.❞

❝huh?❞ jisung didn't expect to hear that. ❝didn't she arrive just a week ago?❞

❝she's quite busy, like my dad.❞ chenle pouted, already missing them. especially his father whom he hasn't seen for the past months.

seeing how sad the older look, jisung decided to end the topic there and didn't ask anymore questions. he wanted to turn that frown upside down, jisung wanted to take the problems out of chenle's head. lifting the older's chin up, jisung gave him a smile before showering his face with soft kisses.

but his question shocked chenle and it definitely made him stop thinking about how he missed his parents. ❝can i do more then?❞

more? what did jisung mean by that? chenle was too busy in his thoughts just because of the one question that he didn't even realize jisung placing him carefully down the bed. the younger went on top of him and took time and admiring the work of art under him. damn, his bank account looks so beautiful. no, not bank account, it's dolphin bae— his chenliet.

not waiting for chenle's answer anymore, jisung went to attack the older's exposed neck first. jisung could feel chenle's grip on his shoulders tightening and he could also hear the held back whimpers from chenle. he waited for chenle to tell him to stop but it didn't come out from his mouth. instead, chenle was tilting his head to the side and gave jisung more access to place marks everywhere. rubbing the older's hips, jisung slipped his cold hands inside chenle's shirt and could hear him gasp out loudly. he was having those expression that is making jisung go wild, giving him a hard time to control.

but weird, chenle is not even pushing him away.

pulling away and hovering over chenle to take a look at him for a moment, jisung felt soft after seeing chenle catching his breath and is having his eyes half opened. jisung's mind was still sane at that moment and he was so proud that he got to control himself despite of how hard chenle is making it for him to do so.

jisung knows how to control himself and he knows they were still young for it.

❝do you know how to cook?❞ jisung suddenly said, sitting up from the bed and stretching his arms.

❝huh?❞ that's all? chenle mentally facepalmed, what was he expecting? sitting up, chenle fixed his shirt ans tried to act like he wasn't frustrated at jisung stopping it just there. ❝yeah, are you hungry?❞

jisung was holding back a smile after seeing chenle pouting. ❝you know, the kitchen and i aren't that good friends.❞ the younger tapped his chin as he turned to face chenle. ❝there's a big chance i might burn the kitchen if i get there.❞

❝so?❞

jisung leaned forward and stole a kiss on the older's lips. ❝race you to the kitchen?❞

and in a blink of an eye, jisung was already gone inside of chenle's room.

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❝come on,❞ jisung pouted as he wrapped his arms around chenle's waist and placed his head down on the older's shoulder. ❝i want to try.❞

chenle was cooking breakfast for them and seeing how chenle was doing to much inside the pan, jisung too wanted to try. ❝and let you burn the kitchen?❞ chenle scoffed. ❝how about no?❞

❝then at least give me attention!❞ jisung whined, stomping his feet like a kid. ❝your attention is only at the dish you're making.❞

❝jisung, if i pay attention to you then maybe i'll be the one that can burn the kitchen.❞ chenle said with a chuckle.

but jisung wasn't having it. ❝are you hungry?❞

the chinese nodded his head, eyes still on the dish he is making. ❝a little bit.❞

❝then can't you just eat me?❞ jisung said unexpectedly, making chenle tense up. ❝in that way, your attention will only be on me.❞

❝jisung!❞ chenle raised the spatula he is holding and threatened it to hit jisung. ❝you can't just say that so casually!❞

the younger male groaned as he buried his head on the older's neck. ❝that dish is getting all your attention, i want to kill it.❞

❝what?❞ sometimes, chenle just wonders sometimes on what's going inside of jisung's head. probably not butterflies and rainbows, jaemin is his cousin so it's expected for jisung to know a lot.

in the middle of thinking, he didn't even notice jisung's hand already making its way to the stove and turned it off. chenle was just off when jisung spun him around and carried him up like a baby all so suddenly. the chinese let out a yeld and threw his hands around jisung's neck, letting go of the spatula he is holding.

❝you're going to wash that.❞ chenle said with that threatening eyes of his, looking like a frustrated baby in jisung's eyes. ❝clean it.❞

❝can i just clean you instead?❞ smirking's jisung brought chenle in the middle of the kitchen so that the older had will have no where to hold unto but jisung.

❝this is what you get for hanging out with jaemin hyung too much.❞ chenle let out a sigh. but actually, he didn't mind jisung being like this.

but not like he loved it also. yep, chenle didn't hate it neither did he love it, it's in the middle. chenle kinda, tiny bit, teensy winsy, liked this side of jisung.

❝don't you think this is a perfect position to kiss, hm?❞ jisung said, his hands gripping to chenle's tighs and trying to hold on top him as he didn't want for the older to fall.

unless it's him, then jimeo would gladly just let his chenliet fall for him.

since chenle wanted to be as confident as jisung for once, he smirked as he leaned down for their foreheads to touch. ❝how about you find out.❞

jisung didn't have to be told twice and kissed chenle on the kiss. it was tiring his hands from holding chenle up but it's worth it. kissing in this position was quite different, a good kind of different.

chenle yelped when he saw jisung taking a step beck and almost hitting the dining table. ❝i don't think it's safe to kiss inside the kitchen.❞

❝aw,❞ jisung then booped their noses as he teased the older. ❝is dolphin bae worried?❞

❝of course i'll be worried for you! you're my—❞ chenle paused, thinking for a right word. there are actually a lot of right words; boyfriend, husband, lover, but he can't seem to find the right one. it's because they aren't even one of those three. jisung is not his lover, not his boyfriend, and definitely his husband. ❝you are my..❞

a frown made its way to jisung's lips as chenle couldn't continue his sentence. it also made him think about what's happening in between them. they have kissed, they give each other adoring gazes, and had gone out for a date twice. but there was still no label in between them. friends? close friends? just friend?

❝chenle?❞ jisung had already placed the older down the counter and looked at him straight in those beautiful orbs. ❝what are we?❞

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