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“I’d kiss you.” Jisung’s grip slackens. “What?” Chenle is staring up at him through thick lashes. He hasn’t moved from his armchair. “I’d kiss you,” he repeats, and it sounds like a threat. “Who better to learn from than your best friend, right?”
It is decidedly a bad idea to get kissing lessons from your best friend.
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.