Little Asteroid Fic Fest Round One
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"They had already played this game thrice now, including the one exception they had gotten, but Jisung didn't think he would ever get used to the way Chenle's eyes focused in on him while a pepero stick was clutched between his lips. It felt like the inevitable would happen, like there was no way to avert a lightning from striking exactly where it shouldn't.
Two steps ahead and Jisung's breathing hitched. His chest didn't feel as tight anymore, as tight as it had the first time, but the warmth that eased his anxiety burnt up his insides like a forest fire. The smoke snaked its way through his ribcage, creeping up his collarbones, poking against the top of his shoulders like thousands of little needles.
And Chenle's hands prevented them from leaving, putting them on top of his shoulders, fingers tapping a code Jisung wasn't meant to understand. The smoke swirled beneath his shoulder blades with cries of help, but Chenle's only help consisted of a twin fire to ease the loneliness."
Jisung and Chenle don't like each other - a fact that their fans and shippers aren't aware of in any way. But what are they gonna do if they're thrown into a Dating Show of all things, for a whole month?
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You see, it's not that Chenle loves dyeing his hair odd colours that get him stares from his aunties during Chinese New Year. It's not even that he likes sitting in the salon chair.
Chenle's hair colour changes every two weeks and it's probably because of that one cute and very hopeless hairstylist with the pretty smile and perfect nose and...
Oh, god. Chenle is so, so far gone. (And so is his hair!)
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Being a wedding singer gives Chenle only one of the three: a twelve-tier cake, a stable income, an unexpected night for falling in love. He really wants the first option, but fate decided otherwise.
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Zhong Chenle has a suspicion. And it involves his friend Jisung and a certain superhero he idolizes.
(or, the superhero!jisung and journalist!chenle fic that you never ask for but is getting anyways)
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"I smell of flowers, don't I?"
Allergic to flowers and his quote-unquote soulmate, Chenle may have taken the term 'star-crossed lovers' a tad too seriously.