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"Lele, stop."
"Why?"
"Because, I'm trying to work and you're distracting me."
"But I'm bored!" Chenle whined, laying the upper half of his body across the counter.
"Go find Jieun and bother her. I'm actually trying to keep my job this time." Jisung said, wiping down a cup then placing it under the coffee maker.
"I wanna bother you though. It's more fun."
Jisung just sighed," Look Lele, I don't know how much you know about relationships but, you should really be spending time with Jieun right now. Almost all of your attention should be on her since she's the apple of your eye right? I'm pretty sure she's wondering why her own boyfriend is spending more time with his friend than with his girlfriend."
It really hurt the younger saying all of that. He hated it, so much. He wanted Chenle for himself. But no, Chenle chose Jieun, and being the good friend he is, Jisung decided to respect the elder's choice.
Chenle wasn't his and probably never will be. He just had to fucking suck it up and 'man up'.
"You're right. But she's been really busy with her club work these days and I don't want to be a burden to her." Chenle stood back up and averted his gaze down to his fiddling fingers.
"I'm busy with work but I don't see you leaving me anytime soon."
"You know what? I hate it when you're right. It ticks me off." The elder huffed and crossed his arms, as to which Jisung responded with internally busting the biggest uwu.
"Does it tick you off enough for you to leave me alone?"
Chenle gave the younger a teasing smirk,"Nope."
"Fuck you Zhong Chenle."
"You wish."
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Chenle still haven't left Jisung's workplace at the bakery. The elder male was now sitting at one of the tables nearest Jisung's post.
"I can't believe Doyoung-hyung hasn't kicked you out yet." Jisung stated, taking a sip from his paper cup filled with hot chocolate.
"It's because he loves me." Chenle replied, giving the younger a smug smile.
"I can't with you." Just as Jisung finished his sentence, the jingling of bells snapped the younger's attention towards the door.
"Welcome to Do's Cakes, how may I help you today?" Jisung recited, as he had said those same exact words a billion times before. It was like a second nature to him.
