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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.
Chenle teaches Jisung how to kiss. Things go a little further than he anticipated.
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.
'I made my special request for my pizza for them to send their cutest delivery boy and you showed up and apologised that you were the only one delivering tonight and i blurted out that they still got my request right'
Chenle supposes there are worse things than having too much blood. And conveniently, his best friend happens to be a vampire.