CHENLE/JISUNG
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sugar, take me high
3.0k words | 1/1 | rated E
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Chenle finds Jisung cute at most times and in most things he does, so it shouldn’t surprise him that he finds Jisung cute even like this.
Cute—with two fingers in Chenle’s ass.
or: Chenle and Jisung have their second time together, and Chenle finds himself adoring Jisung a little more than he'd like to admit.
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lead me there, i'm dreaming
3.8k words | 1/1 | rated E
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“It’s good,” Jisung rushes. “It—It’s even better than how I pictured it.”
Chenle’s fingers freeze before he can even begin to curl them, begin to really make it good for Jisung. His ears feel warm at Jisung’s small admittance, accidental or not. “So you have pictured this.”
or: Chenle takes another one of Jisung's firsts, and he tries to make it as good as possible for him.
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superposition
57.7k words | 5/5 | rated E
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“Just go along with it for a few more weeks,” Chenle pleads. “Let everyone get the gossip about us out of their systems. Then we can just, I don’t know, say we mutually decided to break things off and stay as friends.”
We’re not even friends right now! Jisung wants to interject, but his brain is too heavily focused on the first part of Chenle’s plan—the part where he has to pretend to be in a relationship for the next few weeks.
or: Jisung impulsively agrees to be the fake boyfriend of Chenle, a guy he barely knows, and soon finds out how unprepared he is for the job.
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checkmate
16.9k words | 1/1 | rated E
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Chenle steals more and more of the following from Jisung each time they hook up: articles of clothing, empty spaces in his mind, pieces of his heart.
(5 times Chenle seeks out Jisung for a hook-up and 1 time Jisung finds Chenle first.)
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take me to outer space
4.2k words | 1/1 | rated E
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“What do you want today?” Chenle murmurs into his mouth. “Anything special?”
Jisung shakes his head, moaning softly. Overwhelmed. “Anything,” he breathes. “Just want you, Chenle.”
or: It's Jisung's first birthday since he and Chenle got together, and Chenle makes sure to treat him.
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days like this
4.6k words | 1/1 | rated E
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He kisses Jisung long on the mouth for what’s supposed to be the last time—until Jisung threads his fingers through his hair and pulls him back down not even a second after they part for air.
“Hey—” Chenle starts, meaning to warn Jisung not to mess up his hair too much before he heads out for work, but then Jisung is arching off the bed and rubbing his crotch against Chenle’s upper thigh, and—oh, shit, he’s hard.
or: Chenle is running late for work, and Jisung is making it hard for him to leave.
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rain to be
32.6k words | 3/3 | rated E
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“You really don’t have to cook for me, Chenle.”
Chenle’s stomach flips hearing his name roll off of Jisung’s tongue with such familiarity, though he doesn’t understand why.
He clears his throat. “I want to,” he insists. “I threw a trash bag at you, so… Let me make you dinner and we’ll call it even.”
or: Chenle runs into a pitiful looking Jisung outside his restaurant on a rainy night and offers to cook dinner for him. It doesn't take much for Jisung to start occupying every corner of his mind following the encounter.
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saturn
7.6k words | 1/1 | rated M
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Jisung scoffs under his breath. “I’d kiss a frog at this point.”
“Well, don’t do that,” Chenle laughs. “Try kissing a real person. Someone who knows you. And someone who you know won’t judge you. Like, maybe a friend?”
Jisung goes quiet for a few seconds. “Someone like… you?”
or: Chenle teaches Jisung how to kiss.
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mars
4.9k words | 1/1 | rated E
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It’s when they’re in the middle of a particularly deep, lengthy kiss, where Jisung begins to play with the drawstrings of Chenle’s shorts, that Chenle just about short-circuits, suddenly hit with a strange possibility. Something he hadn’t considered.
Does Jisung… want to touch him?
or: Chenle helps Jisung practice his kissing. Things go a little further than he anticipated.
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chemic
6.3k words | 1/1 | rated E
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“We could always take a break, you know,” Chenle says. “Replenish your focus so we can actually get a decent grade on this.”
Jisung sends Chenle an unamused look. It drives him insane how Chenle works him up time after time, blames him for losing focus, and then proceeds to act unaffected.
It also makes him kind of horny.
or: Chenle teases Jisung, distracting him from a presentation they're working on for class.
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aftermath
3.5k words | 1/1 | rated E
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If all Chenle wanted was to hound Jisung about the details of his hook-up, he would’ve waited to do it over breakfast or during a movie session on the couch. Always throwing him off balance when he least expects it, never allowing him a moment of peace.
Right now, though, he’s on Jisung’s bed. In Jisung’s shirt. While looking Jisung up and down like he wants to devour him.
or: After a one-night stand, Jisung returns home to his not-so-subtly jealous roommate, who’s waiting to pounce.
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jupiter
10.1k words | 1/1 | rated E
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“You wanna?” Chenle asks, hoping his voice doesn’t sound as weak to Jisung as it does to his own ears. He’s the experienced one between them. He’s supposed to be collected at all times. He’s supposed to know what the hell he’s doing.
What to do in situations like this. What to do when Jisung is kiss-hungry and shaking under his touch and asking for more.
or: Jisung asks Chenle if they can try more than just kissing. Chenle finds it impossible to deny him.
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satellite
11.5k words | 1/3 | rated E
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Renjun gives him a skeptical once-over. “So you wouldn’t do it again?”
Chenle tenses. “Do what? Kiss Jisung?” He rubs his now sweaty palms against his pants, nervous. He didn’t expect a tipsy kiss with his best friend to lead to such intense interrogation. “I—I mean, I don't know.”
“Right,” Renjun says.
in which: Everyone knows about Chenle's crush on Jisung except for Chenle and Jisung themselves.