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"leave me alone, sunbae!" chenle calls after the korean jock who was following him down the hall. "c'mon chenle, i'll up it to $25? i really need this maths homework done tonight, but you know i've got practice." chenle looked to see the tall ravenette pouting in the hope of tempting chenle, but instead chenle just rolled his eyes with a huff before looking away again. "i don't really care. i've got my own homework to complete tonight too, sunbae." chenle told him, holding up the papers and books in his hand to show the boy as proof, not that jisung cared.
"erm, i actually have homework to do too, sunbaenim!" the dumb korean mocked chenle with a finger in the air and a stereotypical nerdy voice. "i dont even speak like that." chenle replied, gritting his teeth in annoyance. "you may as well." the jock laughed, chenle rolled his eyes. he wanted to leave.
"also we are close enough, just call me hyung. sunbae is uncomfortable." jisung complained, shivering dramatically as if he was actually uncomfortable- chenle knows he's not. "you haven't earned the privilege of me calling you 'hyung' yet." chenle spoke, involuntary cringing when he said the honorific.
jisung groaned dramatically at the lack of progress in the conversations original topic. "$35, please chenle. i'll do whatever, i can't fail this." jisung pleaded, running in front of chenle to stop him in his tracks when he tried to walk away. his annoying red letterman jacket still hung over his shoulders like it always did, the gross twisty feeling in chenles stomach whenever he saw the jacket was a sign of annoyance... definitely.
"fine." chenle gave in anyway, like he always does, grabbing the papers and shoving jisung away with his shoulder as he finally walked away. much to his dismay, he could hear jisung cheer and call after chenle in thanks; and if chenle had to hold back an amused smile, he wouldn't ever show it.
but that didn't mean later tonight, when he struggled to read the scribbles of what jisung had attempted on his english homework before obviously giving up, with a small content smile. but once his phone screen lit up with a small ding, chenle completely forgot about all the homework in front of him when he saw who the message was from.
it was the boy he was starting to fall for, who went by andy and never showed his face.
andy ❤️:
"hey lele, you still up?
a blush surfaced on chenles cheeks at the nickname. it was dumb really, chenle didn't even really know if this man was real, and didn't know shit all about him- he could be a 60 year old man for all he knew. but he felt so attached to the way andy spoke and how nice he was, chenle really couldn't help it.
lee:
"sadly, doing this dumb jock from schools homework :("
andy ❤️:
"sucks to be u lmao"
"i've got no homework to do 😎"
lee:
"u never have homework, don't even start"
andy ❤️:
"yeah, i just pay nerds to do it for me <3"
chenle chuckled, if that didn't remind him of a certain someone who's work was in front of him right now. he stupidly decided to mention it to andy.
lee:
"you remind me of him lol."
is what chenle settled on, for some fucking reason.
andy ❤️:
"him?"
lee:
"the jock who's making me do his hw, you've got a lot of similarities."
"which is kinda funny actually. cause you're cool, and he's not.
andy ❤️:
"poor guy. bet he'd be pretty heart broken if he heard that"
lee:
"oh shut up, he would be happy to hear that i don't like him."
andy ❤️:
"maybe he asks you to do his homework just so he gets an excuse to talk to you lol"
chenle furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion, what is andy even talking about?
andy ❤️:
"also i bet he's not that bad, u dumbass."
lee:
"you don't even know anything"
andy ❤️:
"i know he makes you smile"
this was getting a bit weird, how did andy even know this stuff? was he stalking chenle? that would make sense as to why he's never face revealed. chenle decided to put his phone down, leaving andy on read. he did have homework he had to get back to anyway and he didn't want to make jisung sunbae mad at him tomorrow.
andy ❤️:
"haha! i knew it!"
"left you speechless, i was testing to see if u actually did hate him or if ur lying"
"i know u better than u think, lele."
chenle decided to check the messages finally, and after reading them, he felt a lot more relieved knowing that andy wasn't some weird stalker, but was instead teasing him.
lee:
"oh my god, u fucking creep. u had me thinking u were some stalker."
andy sent him back a "lmaoooooo" and chenle rolled his eyes, feeling pissed off at the boy.
andy ❤️:
"he makes you smile tho? 👀 tell me more about this mysterious jock"
lee:
"ur so annoying. he doesn't make me smile, just sometimes some of the things he does amuse me, that's all."
andy ❤️:
"we've been friends for two years now chenle, i know when you're lying to me."
lee:
"two years and still no face reveal 😔"
andy ❤️:
"don't change the subject."
chenle wondered why andy was so adamant on knowing. maybe it was because in their whole two years of friendship, chenle had never spoken about anyone other than his best friends jaemin and renjun before; maybe andy thought it was interesting.
lee:
"fine. since you're so desperate"
"his name is park jisung sunbae uhhh he wants me to call him hyung even though we aren't even that close lol but i refuse to call him that because it makes me feel nervous"
"his stupid letterman jacket is red, it's super lame. i always see the cheerleader girls wearing it and it makes my blood boil for some reason. i hate seeing it on him too, but it suits him more."
"and he fucking sucks at football, i always make sure to go to his games just so i can make fun of him. and his hair is so ugly, its dark black. i just wanna run my fingers through it just so i can rip it out. i can't stop staring at his face whenever i see him cus he's so ugly. and he's not funny at all he never makes me smile and idk i hate him so much"
andy ❤️:
"you're so dumb, chenle."
was the reply, how was chenle even supposed to take that? what was wrong with andy tonight?
andy ❤️:
"you obv don't hate him, why pretend like u do?"
lee:
"did you literally not just read what i said?"
andy ❤️:
"sounds like ur just tryna convince urself tbh"
lee:
"god ur so annoooyyijnnnngngnggn >:("
chenle put his phone down after the reply of a couple of dumb laughing emojis, he didn't want to think about this any further. he just needed to finish jisungs homework as well as his own, then go straight to bed and not think about the colour red or the upcoming football game, or black fluffy hair. no, of course he wouldn't.
next thing he knew, he found himself in front of jisung under the bleachers, head down and eyes to his feet while jisung read over the homework chenle had done. "were you distracted last night?" jisung asks once he finishes reading. he reached into the pocket of his letterman, which was on the underside of the big shs displayed over his left peck that stood for seoul high school (not that chenle noticed those things), and pulled out the promised $35.
"what?" chenle asked, snatching the money from jisung and putting it in his school pants pocket. "it feels a bit different from your other work, like you were preoccupied while writing it. it's still good enough to pass though, so thank you lele." jisung spoke, smiling up at chenle to show he wasn't mad if chenle was preoccupied.
"don't call me that, sunbae." chenle told him sharply. he turned away with red cheeks (god, the weather was getting hotter and hotter), to look out from the bleachers to watch some of the cheerleaders practice their new cheer for saturdays game.
"nah, i'll continue calling you 'lele' until you finally call me hyung." the jock said, but chenle decided against talking and just shook his head with a sigh, remembering back to his and andys conversation last night. a shiver washed over his entire body as he realized just how cold he actually was (wait, wasn't he hot just before?).
"shouldn't you be with your team?" chenle pointed out, gesturing a shaky hand to where he could see jeno, mark and a few other football players running around and pushing heavy replicas of people. jisung didn't answer, instead, a weight fell over chenles shoulders and when he looked, he instantly saw the ugly red shade of jisungs letterman jacket.
"what?" chenles voice came out quieter than he liked, and he felt his cheeks warm again (probably from the heat of jisungs jacket, chenle can't win). "you're right, i should be. keep the jacket for now, you look cold. i'll warm up while practising, so i dont need it." jisung gave him a cheeky smile, before running off to his teammates who pushed him around in a friendly way when he arrived as payback for being late.
chenle was grateful he was now actually warm, but he was also embarrassed to walk out from under the bleachers in the way-too eye catching jacket with 'p. jisung', written near his ass in a bright white. a jacket anyone could see and recongnize from miles away, they would know it did not belong to the chinese boy. his first instinct was to text andy.
lee:
"i can't believe this."
"fucking jisung sunbae gave me his letterman because i looked cold. it's like he knows what i said about it and is making fun of me."
andy didn't reply for awhile, so he decided to give up on waiting and finally walked from the bleachers. he tried to ignore the jealous and evil looks from the cheerleaders behind him and the way the footballers ran over to jisung and nudged him with millions of questions and pointing fingers.
chenle chose to also try ignore the proud smirk jisung was giving him and the 'oooing' of the other football players, especially jisungs best friend, jeno, and get to maths as fast as he could. this was all too scary and confusing for him to deal with right now.
andy ❤️:
"haha, no way. bet you look so cute in it."
chenle finally got a reply in the middle of maths from his crush, a huge blush washed over chenles cheeks as he read it. he raised his hand, "yes, chenle?" the teacher, who had been giving him weird looks since he arrived, presumably about the red jacket still slumped across his shoulders, asked.
"may i be excused to the bathroom?" he asked, and when he was granted permission, he sneakily slipped his phone into a pocket and left. he decided he'd send a cute photo of himself in jisungs letterman just for evidence that yeah, he definitely did look "so cute" in it.
after locking the bathroom door, he leaned against the individual stool wall and turned his phone flash on, placing one hand in a pocket and giving a cute face before pressing the button for the photo. he repeated this a couple times before sending the best one to andy with an attached caption.
lee:
"it's dumb but i feel so special in it..."
he hated jisung, but it's true, he did feel special in it. everyone stopped in their tracks to look at him as he walked past, and he saw the jealous expressions of girls who watched him. it made him feel like one of those girls who he hated so much, it was the same way he would look at them when they wore jisungs letterman down the halls.
a screenshot.
andy ❤️:
"holy shit lele."
"you are so special and pretty"
"my perfect boy"
the texts had chenles heart racing like fucking crazy, he couldn't believe the things andy was saying to him- things had been so different since last night. they did occasionally flirt, so it wasn't anything new, but chenle always took it as a joke- this didn't feel like a joke.
andy ❤️:
"jisung hyung is so lucky to have you."
lee:
"thankq andy <33"
is how he replied until he read the last message.
lee:
"what? hyung doesn't have me?!"
andy ❤️:
"hyung? not sunbae?"
chenle didn't even mean to do that, it just slipped out. he gulps involuntarily.
andy ❤️:
"and he definitely does, having such a pretty boy wear your letterman isn't something to just brush off."
"plus, you wouldn't have worn it unless you like him. u gotta admit it eventually, chenle."
ignoring the first text, chenle felt confused over andys words. first, andy calls chenle "his perfect boy" and now he's saying to go for jisung, even though he knows chenle didn't like him. it made no sense.
lee:
"you're making no sense, andy."
andy ❤️:
"yea i know"
was andys response? what a wacko.
when chenle returned to maths, everything went normally, as he hoped. that was until he was about to leave the class, taking his time to pack up his things after the students and teacher had already left, when a group of girls surrounded him.
"who the fuck do you think you are?" one of the girls spoke to him. "sorry?" chenle asked, pouting as he looked around at all the girls ganging up on him. "why do you have her boyfriends letter?!" another girl shouted emphasizing the words her and boyfriend and gesturing to the first girl who spoke.
"oh. um, i'm sorry. i didn't know jisung sunbae was dating anyone. sunbae and i hate each other, so don't worry." chenle smiled, trying to get out of the situation. "bullshit!" the girl stood in the way of chenle as he tried to leave.
"why do you have it then? did you steal it?!" the girl questioned. "no- i-" chenle didn't know what to say, tears started to stream down the girls face. dramatic. chenle felt a ding in his pocket as one of the girls yelled at him, he took his phone out to see andy texted him.
andy ❤️:
"u okay?"
is what he asked, probably referring to chenle leaving him on read from their previous conversation.
lee:
"no, stuck in maths. girls being weird abt jacket"
he texted as fast as he could, he probably should've just replied late because a girl ripped his phone out of his hand, throwing it on the floor. thankfully it was only thrown with little force, so there would only be a slight crack if anything.
"do you not even care about what is happening right now?!" it was the same girl who was crying. "honestly? no." chenle replied, still trying to get out, but due to his smaller frame, the girls could easily block his way. "you bitch!" a stinging slap across chenles left cheek followed the words, and chenle instantly fell back onto the floor. "you're insane!" he yelled at her, before the topic of the conversation ran into the room and directly to chenle.
"are you okay?" he asks chenle, who just looks at him in shock. "what the fuck is going on here, bitna?!" jisung spoke, whipping his head around to yell at the crying girl. it only made her cry more. "why does he have your letterman when i'm supposed to be your girlfriend?!" she sobbed, her friends going in to hug her and tell her its okay.
"oh shut up, you were never my girlfriend." jisung hissed with anger, "leave me alone, bitna. how many times do i have to tell you that i don't like you?!" jisung added. the girl, bitna, screamed annoyingly before running out of the class, not forgetting to yell "assholes" behind her as her dumb friends followed her like lost puppies.
"fucking bitches." chenle heard jisung mumble as the girls left. "you okay, lele?" he added. "absoutely, i'm just peachy." chenle angerily replied, pushing the jock away from him before quickly shrugging off the red jacket, then holding it out to jisung. "you can take this back, all it's gonna do is cause us both trouble. i don't wanna be caught up in your bullshit." chenle said, shoving the jacket in the handsome (where did that come from?) jocks arms.
"i want you to wear it." jisung replied pouting, finally sitting down next to where chenle was. "i don't want it." chenle replied, jisung pouted sadly. "but it suited you." jisung said, reaching out to grab chenles hand, the action and words only resulted in tears falling down the chinese boys face. "
woah, woah. what's up? why're you crying?" jisung hushed, moving foward to wipe the tears away. this would probably look so weird if someone would walk in right now. "she slapped me for wearing it. that's not fair." chenle said, pushing away jisungs hand and trying to hold back his tears with a small sniff. anger flooded jisungs body. "what?! she slapped you? don't worry, she won't get away with that." jisung clenched his jaw, but released it when chenle looked up at him with sad eyes.
"why do you care so much, sunbae?" chenle whispered, jisung smiled a little, pushing fallen strands of chenles hair from his eyes. if butterflies exploded in chenles stomach, no they didn't. "'cause you're my best friend." jisung replied, in a teasing tone, it caused chenle to giggle quietly because in their two years of knowing each other, they definitely were not friends.
"no i'm not, you idiot. tell me the truth." chenle said, jisung sighed, and looked down to fiddle with the letterman in his lap. he hummed, "i can't tell you yet." was what jisung settled on, chenle decided to accept it. "okay."
the jacket was given back to chenle, after a lot of negotiation and pleading, but only on the agreement that jisung would stay by chenles side until their settlement was over, which chenle had decided was the next period. so there they were, pressed way too closely for enemies during lunch, walking to the cafeteria together.
"sunbae, i don't wanna." chenle whispered, looking around at the people watching them. "come on, it'll be fine. jeno, mark and haechan wont care, and just ignore the other pricks." jisung promised, nudging chenle. chenle nodded lightly before remembering something, "wait, i almost forgot. can my friend jaemin join us?" chenle asked quietly, jisung chuckled. "of course." so with a smile, chenle pulled out his phone to text his best friend, quickly reading his other notifications first.
1 text from mama:
"how are you getting home? do you want me to pick you up?"
5 texts from minnie 💅🏳️🌈:
"where r u???"
"u whore"
"bro did u ditch me :(((((("
"chenlelelelelleeee"
"hellooooooo????"
1 text from andy ❤️:
"wtf"
chenle chuckled at the texts jaemin sent, he knew jaemin would understand and not be mad, but it was still amusing. seconds before he went to click on jaemins notification, the tall ravenette next to him spoke.
"who's andy with a red heart?" he said with light amusement. "hm?" chenle looked up to see jisung looking down at his phone. "you creep. he's my online friend." chenle replied, swiping the notification away.
"bet you talk shit about me to him. tell him i say hi." jisung spoke, in that same dumb unfamiliar tone. "whatever," chenle replied. going to text jaemin, while trying to ignore the feeling of jisungs hand brushing against his side every so often.
chenchen 🍑:
"sorry!!! i'm with park jisung sunbae 🤢.
meet me near his table will explain things <333"
was the text chenle sent to jaemin, and he could hear said park jisung chuckle at it beside him. "you're dumb." jisung spoke. "stop reading my texts." chenle complained, bumping their hips together so jisung would lose his balance.
the look his best friend gave him when he walked into the cafeteria with park jisung stuck by his side was unforgettable, and it made up for all the other looks in the area around them. the boy ran up to the two, whispering a wide-eyed "what the fuck?!".
jisung noticed that they probably needed a little privacy, so he placed his hand on the small of chenles back and said "join me when you're ready. i'll keep an eye on you." before slipping away, leaving an embarrassing blush on the brunettes face.
"chenle?!" jaemin whisper-yelled, grabbing the jacket chenle had on and giving it a bit of a rough shake, in hopes of giving chenle an idea of what he was thinking without saying it. chenle groaned, turning so he wasn't facing the jock who was watching the two.
"it's such a long story but in short, he gave it to me this morning when i gave him back his homework cause i was cold, some girls slapped me over it, he came in and scared them away and is now forcing me to stick by his side because he doesn't want anyone hurting me again but he still wants me to wear it or some shit." chenle explained, jaemin was left speechless, it looked like the gears in his head were spinning fast as he tried to register the words chenle had spoken.
"that's kinda fruity?!" was jaemins response, chenle sighed. "no it's not, i'm pretty sure he's doing it to tease me." he said, "just come on, sit with me please. i don't wanna be with those big scary jocks alone." chenle pouted and stomped like a child.
"what am i gonna do? they could kill me easier than you!" jaemin retreated, chenle furrowed his eyebrows together and crossed his arm. "jeno sunbae is over there, too." chenle said, and that seemed to do the trick. "okay. let's go." jaemin replied, taking a step in front of chenle and walking towards the jocks table, chenle shook his head with an amused smile.
that's how chenle ended up squished on the edge of one side of the table next to jisung, and jaemin squished between jeno and haechan on the other side of the table, trying to hide his blush. "hey, chinese kid, how come you've got and-?" jenos words got suddenly cut off when jisung kicked him under the table, chenle furrowed his brows.
"jeno, shut up." jisung spoke in a rushed, nervous voice. jeno backed off, raising his hands in defense. chenle watched confused as jisungs eyes widened at jeno, haechan and mark in a silent warning for them to keep quiet. chenle didn't respond, just instead gave a look to jaemin who shrugged in response. the topic reminded chenle that he hadn't replied to andy yet, so he pulled out his phone to text him.
lee:
"sorry, forgot to reply. everything is good now, sunbae was there to save the day lol now i'm stuck having lunch with him"
as soon as chenle sent the text, jisungs phone, which was placed on the table in front of them, dinged and the screen lit up. jisung went to check the text, before quickly muting his iphone from the side and flipping the phone over. he then gave a small smile to chenle, before turning back to engage in conversation again. that was weird.
"speaking of sunbae, he knows
you exist now lol"
"he said i probably talk shit about
him to you, kinda funny"
"oh, he also says hi."
andy doesn't reply so chenle puts his phone down with a sigh. next to him, he feels jisung nudge his shoulder lightly. chenle looks up to him, expecting him to say something but when he doesn't even look back at chenle or say anything to him, chenle thinks he must have imagined it.
the jacket didn't end up getting returned that day like it was supposed to, because jisung suddenly remembered he had last period with chenle so "he didn't need to return it yet". somehow, sitting at his bedroom desk at 10:24pm that same friday night, chenle found himself still wearing it.
ding!
andy ❤️:
"you still up, pretty boy?"
a text from andy, and a blush across chenles face. andy had never been this obvious at flirting with chenle before, and chenle didn't yet know how to handle it. earlier that day, andy had responded to him in the middle of his last period with a "jisung hyung sounds like a good dude ;)" at the earlier texts, and it had only pissed chenle off because jisung was definitely not a good dude.
lee:
"hii"
andy ❤️:
"i seriously can't stop thinking about you lele"
butterflies errupted in chenles stomach, he leaned his head back in his desk chair and let out a girly squeal. god, was he so stupidly in love with andy. he just really wished he knew more about the boy than he put on the table.
lee:
"really? i can't stop thinking about you either."
andy ❤️:
"you looked so pretty today. i wanna see u again."
chenle assumed he was talking about the photo chenle sent in the letterman during maths, and instead of responding, chenle moved himself into better lighting before snapping a few cute selfies, then sending them to andy.
lee:
"how do i look?"
andy ❤️:
"so cute"
"are you still wearing your sunbaes letterman?"
chenle looked down at his clothing after reading the last text, oh, that was embarrassing. he was still wearing it and just sent evidence to andy after complaining about the item itself.
lee:
"oh, yeah. i forgot i was wearing it lol"
andy ❤️:
"chenle is it okay if you send me a mirror pic wearing it?"
"i really wanna see all of you, you look so pretty in that jacket"
god, what was happening? chenle was feeling so overwhelmed in a positive way from these texts. andy was definitely feeling brave today. of course chenle would obey, sitting on his knees in front of his mirror, in his small shorts that showed off his thighs and the oversized letterman done up halfway, showing off a little bit of his chest.
he turned the flash on and snapped a few pretty photos, looking through them with a shaky breath at how nervous he was, before sending the most suggestive one to andy.
another screenshot.
andy ❤️:
"you make me crazy"
"want you all to myself"
"fuck it, i'm gonna face reveal to you soon"
chenle nearly passed out reading those messages, especially the last one. there was no way. andy had never joked about or even really talked about a face reveal to chenle, chenle was always the one who mentioned it. this was real.
lee:
"what??"
"seriously? oh my god andy"
andy ❤️:
"i want you to be mine"
chenles breath catches in his throat. whether andy face reveals or not, chenle will still be his. at this point he didn't even care if andy was an actual old man, he'd still date the shit out of him.
lee:
"and a face reveal will help that?"
andy ❤️:
"yea, you like me right? you'll like me even more, i know it"
lee:
"andy?! what are you talking about??"
andy ❤️:
"just wait, get some sleep. i'll see you tomorrow baby"
lee:
"see me tomorrow?? andy seriously, what're you talking about?"
"andy??"
"what the fuck"
after andy didn't reply, chenle sat with a confused pout, looking up at himself in the mirror. "was i really that obvious?" chenle asked himself, before falling onto his back, a small smile subconsciously washing over his face.
"he's gonna show me his face. this feels so surreal." chenle giggled, before getting up. he puts jisungs letterman that he'd return tomorrow at the game over his desk chair, and gets into bed to finally sleep happily- he wanted tomorrow to come as soon as possible.
-
"i still can't believe you wore that here. people are gonna think you and jisung sunbae are dating." jaemin spoke as he and chenle waited in line at the corndog stan in their schools football stadium. chenle still couldn't believe, even after four years of living in korea, that the high schools were actually this sterotypical. china was similar, but they would never have corndog stans at school games.
"fuck no. i'm only wearing it so that i don't forget to give it to him." chenle replied, finally getting to the front of the line. "two potato corndogs please.... yes tomato sauce." chenle spoke to the cashier before turning back to jaemin, "besides, everyone knows that we hate eachother." jaemin leaned against the truck with an unconvinced expression.
"not anymore they don't, everyone thinks you're friends now. and those girls who slapped you didn't think that." jaemin replied, looking over to the field to watch his lifelong crush, jeno, warm up. "those girls were different. and don't be dumb, no one thinks sunbae and i are friends." chenle told him, before turning back to grab the hotdogs, passing one to jaemin. "trust me, everyone does." jaemin said as they walked away to the stands.
two corndogs each later, the game was going super well. their team were winning, and the other school were (to put it straight) shit. chenle had noticed jisung look over at him in the stands a few times, but he couldn't really see his face because it was covered by his helmet, chenle still knew it was him because of the big number 14 displayed on his protective uniform and 'p. jisung' written across his back.
jisung seemed a bit faulty tonight, almost like there was something else on his mind. he fell over a few too many times and missed the ball on a couple of catches too. luckily his team were good at picking up where jisung left off. chenle wondered why he was so distracted.
"god, look at jeno hyung! he's so handsome!" jaemin would squeal every so often (chenle was used to it by now, so he hardly even noticed jaemins delusions) and chenle would mention how "jisung sunbae is so shit, i don't get why he's captain!" every other so often too. soon enough came the final touchdown, and the crowd of seoul high students jumped up to scream and celebrate their victory, and the cheer team ran out on the field to chant their new winning routine.
"that was killer!" jaemin speaks as the two boys stand up, "you're only saying that because of jeno sunbae." chenle chuckled as the two walked down the stadium steps, chenle had decided now was his time to return the jacket; he dumbly enough forgot to bring a spare with him though, so he wouldn't be surprised if he caught a cold after tonight.
"no seriously, 28 to 9 is insane. we literally kicked ass." jaemin replied, giving chenle a serious look that made the chinese boy laugh. "come on, we gotta find jisung sunbae." chenle replied. "you can, i'm gonna go to the toilet. meet me back here after?" jaemin told him, and chenle agreed, going off to find the jock who for some reason, had disappeared. soon enough, he got a text which interested him way more than finding jisung.
andy ❤️:
"hey chenle, i wanna show you who i am now."
it was from andy, and chenle almost passed out upon reading it. there was no way.
lee:
"what? seriously?"
andy ❤️:
"yeah. promise you won't get mad though.."
chenle felt confused by the text.
lee:
"what do you mean? of course i won't get mad."
and he was telling the truth, this was his crush we were talking about, he'd love him no matter what.
andy ❤️:
"okay, meet me under the bleachers. same place where you always give jisung his homework back."
lee:
"andy? how do you know that?"
"whats going on. do i know you irl?"
"is this some kind of sick joke?"
when andy didn't reply, chenle started to feel sick to his stomach. what was going on? andy must know chenle in real life, he must have seen him and jisung under the bleachers passing homework back and forth. it made chenle feel awful knowing that andy had that information but pretended like he knew nothing.
slowly, he started to walk his way over to the bleachers, completely forgetting about the return of jisungs jacket, which in retrospect, didn't feel as important anymore. he stopped once he reached the entrance that he and jisung would always sneak through and took a shaky breath before stepping in. at first he didn't see anyone... until he did.
his eyes lay on that same annoying sweaty black hair and white skin-tight shirt tucked into red football pants that he'd known for years. "sunbae? what're you doing under here? why aren't you out celebrating?" chenle asked the jock, still looking around for the supposed andy.
"chenle.." sunbae returned, giving him a sad look. "i'm sorry for lying to you all these years." jisung spoke. "what? what're you talking about?" chenle asked him, a weird feeling shooting through his body. his eyes widen. no, he can't be...
"i'm andy." jisung confessed, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck awkwardly. fuck. "real funny, sunbae. what type of sick joke is this? where is he?" chenle didn't want to believe him, tears started to well and that weird feeling in his gut became so much worse.
"i'm serious chenle, i'll prove it." jisung spoke, pulling out his phone and going to text someone. a ding sounded in chenles pocket, and he didn't want to check it. "look at your phone." and so chenle did, slowly turning the screen back on to see a text from, you guessed it, andy saying "im jisung :(".
chenle shook his head while reading the text. "no, you stole his phone! you're lying!" chenle backed away, tears now actually falling. he wanted to puke. jisung sighed, moving forward to pull chenle into a hug, and the chinese boy immediately collapsed into his arms, a surprise to both boys.
"i wish i was lying. i didn't want to hurt you." jisung spoke softly. "did you do this whole thing just to tease me?" chenle asks, his body is shaking light in shock and disbelief. "what?! no, i'd never do that to you lele.." jisung pulls him away to look at chenles teary face, the expression on jisungs face tells chenle he's dead serious. chenle doesn't know if it hurts even more. "tell me something only andy would know." chenle said through sobs, he falls back against jisungs chest and the younger chuckles lightly.
"there's so much. you hate seeing cheerleaders in my letter, but you think it suits me. that you always make sure to attend my games just to "make fun of me". that you looked special and pretty in my jacket, and you knew that. that you miss china most nights, and you like to sit on your rooftop and look at the stars and pretend that you're still in shanghai. that you miss renjun like crazy sometimes and wish you guys would text more often." jisung listed. "i know you better than you think, remember. i promise i'm andy, lele, and i'll forever be sorry for not telling you sooner."
chenle sobbed for a little while longer, before speaking his true feelings in an accidental act of self-pity. "you know, i'm so in love with andy. so, so in love with him. but i hate you so much. that's not fair." chenle told him, his voice shaking while he spoke, probably from crying so much and from confessing. "you're in love with me?" jisung asked, raising a brow that chenle couldn't see.
"no, with andy." chenle replied sharply. "i am andy. i can show you that, and you can fall in love with me too, chenle." jisung whispered, petting chenles brown hair. "i hate you, though." chenle said, "you definitely don't hate me. in fact, i think you're more in love with me, as jisung, than you ever were with andy." jisung spoke, giggling a little at his words. chenle pushed himself more into jisungs chest. "fuck you, hyung." he mumbled. jisung smiles brightly, "you know, i'm in love with you as well lele, always have been."