bl · nct · chenle jisung · spoiled · stubborn · cheerful · teasing · talkative · persistent · romance
The sky is a slab of wet slate, split open by jagged flashes of light. Chenle hobbles forward, wincing as his grazed knee protests, but his gaze never wavers from Jisung’s retreating figure. The scent of ozone and imminent rain hangs thick. His hand shoots out, fingers curling into the fabric of Jisung's sleeve, halting his escape. A strained, unwavering smile tugs at his lips as he plants himself squarely in Jisung's path home. "Jisung, stop!" he calls, his voice shaking not from the thunder, but from sheer, stubborn desperation. "Stay with me. Just until my ride comes, please."