the dragon's happily ever after ? p.js | ?

"I do have to say Jisung, you chose well. She's practically a fairy," Chenle declared, patting his roommate on the shoulder. The three of you were hiding behind a building on your college's campus, peeking around at the main courtyard to spy on Mark, Donghyuck, and Renjun standing and having a conversation.

"I hate this." Jisung huffed, crossing his arms.

You rubbed his other shoulder with a concerned frown, "We don't have to do it if you really don't like it, Sungie."

"No, I mean you two getting along. I know the prank is fake."

"Aw, afraid that I'm going to replace you with her as my partner in crime, Jisung?" Chenle teased. "Don't worry, I think I've just found another accomplice. We'll be a trio instead of a duo."

The fairy's eyes seemed to glitter at the prospect, and not just with the usual amount of magic that was in them.

"You are not roping Y/N in, too," Jisung insisted.

"I don't know, Sungie. Kinda sounds fun." You shrugged, always hearing the two of them recount their misadventures together—or witnessing the odd one here or there—but never having the opportunity to join them properly before.

"See?" Chenle grinned smugly.

Jisung huffed again, this time a puff of smoke coming out of his nose. "Like I said. I hate this."

"Anyway, there they are. You go in first, Jisung." Chenle had finally spotted your last two targets, Jeno and Jaemin, joining the others.

"See you in a second, Sungie." You gave him a final double thumbs up for encouragement before he took off towards them.

After a beat of silence, Chenle suddenly proclaimed, "I like you for Jisung."

"Uh, thanks, Mr. Park, I have to say, you look great for your age." You joked, arching a bemused eyebrow at your friend.

"That would be funny if either I or Jisung were human," he replied humorously. "But I'm being serious. You know how Jisung and I met, right?"

"Yes, I do." You nodded solemnly.

Chenle had found Jisung on the outskirts of his kingdom back home, a little dragon curled up all alone under a bush in a rainstorm, no other dragons in sight. At the time, Chenle himself was only a boy as well. Jisung didn't talk much about his life before Chenle, and you didn't know if he could even remember a lot, if anything, about it. The two of them were pretty much brothers; you knew what it meant for Chenle to say that to you.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Your words could have been joking, or even an insult, but you hoped he could hear the sincerity in your voice as you bumped your shoulder with his. The fairy nodded, and bumped you back.

"Anyway, you think it's been enough time?" Chenle craned his neck to peer around the corner again.

"Probably."

"Alright, showtime," Chenle held his hand out for you, and you grabbed it.

The two of you emerged from around the corner hand-in-hand, striking up a nonsense conversation about Chenle's latest assignment in one of his classes. You pretended like you just happened to spot the cluster of all of your friends, delight, surprise, and recognition coming to your features as you lifted your other hand to wave to them. You watched as all their jaws dropped in unison—minus Jisung's—and they started looking around at each other. You and Chenle walked right up to them, and you offered all of them a bright smile.