second contact ⇢ chensung

introduction

"that is not how humans speak."

"you sound like an alien— wait a damn minute, are you an alien?!"

"come on, you little bitch, just admit it for fuck's sake. you're the damn table that chased me."

"affirmative, you are correct. but i'm not just an alien."

"i'm merely your projection of the perfect, so-called ideal romantic match in your mind."

"with that being said..."

"...can you help me out?"

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-ˏˋ second contact ˊˎ-

in which a clueless dumb astrophysics graduate ends up in a dilemma where his intuitive theory that many had dismissed as ridiculous turns out not only to be real, but it had a question for him to solve as well.

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warnings—

mature themes and smut

a whole lot of crack and dumb shit (i'm so sorry 😭)

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a chensung fanfiction.

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author's notes—

listening to second contact from rhythm heaven megamix while pondering about jisung's iconic "where are the aliens" comment to a nasa post...was a bad idea.

a horrible idea, to be specific.

and here i am at 1:27 am in the morning, my ne-infested brain cooking up a sad excuse of a book idea and it's not letting me sleep until i write it down.

now, as a devout alien-non-believer, i think my ult bias is extremely dumb and sounded like a 5 year old when talking to nasa of all organizations. so don't fucking think this is some sort of cursed self-insert because it's clearly not, i'm already over my mariko tamaki phase.

...i don't even think anyone will enjoy this, especially if you know the lore behind second contact, but anyways, enjoy uwu

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started ; 9/9/2023, 1:19 am.

finished ; ???

edited ; ???

status ; in-progress

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@iheartsungie, 2023

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