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that cute reaction

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Jaehyun and Johnny doing Push-Ups while listening to Rihanna’s “S&M”, you’re welcome.

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maybe if sm let the female rookies DO SHIT like the boys do, we’d still have herin

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morning routine .johnten.

the sheer curtains allowed the bright light from the sun to shine into the room. spring was close and winter was quickly ending. an alarm went off as johnny was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. it was ten’s alarm for work. ten is a heavy sleeper so he never wakes up from his alarm. johnny always has to take the alarm’s spot and wake him up. he sighed as he spit the remaining foam out of his mouth and rinsed it with water. he walked out of the bathroom, into the room where ten was still sound asleep. he looked peaceful, sleeping with a small smile on his face. johnny carefully climbed into the bed before stroking ten’s cheek and whispering,“wake up, my prince.” ten was still sleeping like a log, unaffected by johnny’s soft attempt to wake him up. johnny smiled and then kissed ten on the cheek. “wake up, beautiful.” johnny whispered softly. he proceeded to leave kisses all over ten’s face until he saw his eyes flutter open. his eyes were soft and calming. he mumbled something in thai and then giggled when johnny left a tiny kiss on his nose. “why do you still use an alarm if it never works for you?” johnny asked. he climbed out of the bed and turned off the alarm on ten’s phone.

“i don’t know.” the boy mumbled. he yawned and turned over so that he was on his back. he rubbed his eyes and sat up.

“i’m leaving in like a half an hour so we can go out for breakfast for a little bit.” johnny informed before opening the closet door to grab his shoes from the rack.

ten slowly got out of the bed and stretched as he did so. he put on his slippers and walked into the bathroom, examining himself in the mirror before going to the toilet.

“babe have you seen my other black shoe?” johnny asked from the closet.

“it’s in the foyer downstairs i think.” ten answered.

johnny grabbed his things and went downstairs with one shoe on. he doesn’t have work today but he’s planning on proposing to ten tonight so he’s getting last minute dinner plans arranged and everything. ten has no idea and they’ve never really talked about marriage for the three years they’ve been together but ten shows how much he wants to be with johnny for the rest of his life.

johnny sat on the couch, scrolling through his phone as he waited for ten to come downstairs. ten usually takes a while to get dressed because he’s picky about his outfits. he works at a tattoo parlor so he doesn’t really have to dress professionally.

after 15 minutes ten came downstairs. he was wearing a tucked in black teeshirt, mom jeans, and doc martens completed with a fedora like hat. he was also wearing fishnet stockings under his jeans, his jeans being cuffed purposly to see the net material.

“ready?” johnny asked.

“yup.” ten nodded. ten can’t drive yet since he moved to chicago. he doesn’t really wanna learn how to drive, johnny drives him everywhere or he just walks since he lives in the city.

“why are you taking off of work today?” ten asked.

“i gotta run some errands,” the brown haired boy answered. he ran a hand through his hair as he grabbed the keys and opened the door for ten.

“it’s so bright out here.” ten acknowledged. “this weather is so tiring. one minute it’s freezing cold and there’s ice all over the streets and im freezing my nose off and then the mext minute, it’s hot like this.”

“that’s global warming for ya.” johnny chuckled. “our supposed president doesn’t wanna do anything about it.”

“america was really stupid on picking him.” ten giggled.

johnny locked the door and they walked to his car, ten stood at the passenger seat door waiting for it to unlock.

“where do you wanna go for breakfast?” ten asked.

“whererver you wanna go.”

“maybe we can go to the cafe, i really want a bagel.”

“okat, bagel it is.” johnny smiled. they got in his car and buckled themselves in, ten connected his phone to the bluetooth to play music.

“remember when we first met?” johnny asked.

ten scrolled through his phone to look for a song. he still heard what johnny asked him so he just smiled and nodded. “you were with your friend at the parlor, your friend was getting a tattoo but you were too afraid to because he wanted you to get one too, and i had to tell you that it wouldn’t really hurt much then you said something about my accent, i think you said it was cute. then i remember mentioning that i’m from bangkok. then we got each other’s numbers and then yeah…” ten explained. he giggled at the thought of his first date with johnny. it was so awkward but romantic at the same time.

“that was like the best day of my life, i was glad i was too scared to get a tattoo.” johnny laughed. “but yesterday i went to a parlor with mark, he was getting another tattoo but we didn’t go to your parlor because i got one too.” johnny smiled.

“what?” ten gasped. “you got a tattoo and you actually weren’t scared?”

“yeah, wanna see?” johnny rolled his sleeve up, revealing a small tattoo on his wrist. it was the number 10. it was small and simple but ten absolutely loved it.

“johnny,” ten smiled and then laughed. he had no words.

“10 is an important number to me and i want to have it permanently apart of me for the rest of my life.” johnny hinted at marriage but ten had no idea, he was still completely shocked.

“is that why you kept covering your arm last night when we were…” ten giggled in covered his face. “thank you, johnny. i love you.”

“i love you more.” johnny smiled. a silence fell over them as johnny finally started the car. “alright let’s go get some bagels.”

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photographer ten x skater johnny (everything is like really sloppy oops)

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JohnTen Headcanons

When Ten shows Johnny the Dream In a Dream MV for the first time, just the two of them in a quiet, empty room, Johnny cries

And man, Johnny usually isn’t a crier, but this time he really does

It’s not dainty tearing up either, but full-on fat tears and puffy eyes and a runny nose

Ten doesn’t know what to do, he was expecting Johnny to be proud and excited and to fawn excitedly over his dance

So all he can do is lean his head on Johnny’s shoulder and wrap his arms around his waist comfortingly as the phone wobbles slightly in Johnny’s shaking hands

Johnny thinks of the day he first met Ten, the excitable foreign boy just like himself, who could communicate with almost no one but could put a smile on anyone’s face

Johnny was smitten, to say the least, because he himself was not as obnoxiously outgoing and it took time for him to warm up to people

So he found the smile that blossomed across Ten’s face when Johnny introduced himself in English to be perhaps one of the most breathtaking things he’d seen in his life

Ever since then, Ten had stuck to his side, chattering away in English and slowly, over time, in Korean

Johnny loves the way Ten speaks Korean, still a little bit hesitant and with a soft lilt that never went away because of how used he was to Thai and English

Johnny often thinks of Ten as dainty, he’s around 10cm shorter than Johnny and his shoulders and hips are soft and rounded despite how muscled he actually is below his loose clothing

But when he dances, Johnny thinks he falls in love all over again

Because Ten dances like it’s his life, his breath: powerfully

But he also dances like it’s his soul: beautifully, magnificently

And Johnny wondered what the universe was thinking when it created Ten, how it melded lush acres of forests, brilliant streaks of shooting stars, passionate tidal waves that crashed into shores to form this singularly talented and perfect human being

Johnny has big hands and when they hold Ten’s smaller ones, he wonders if this should be right, if he should be deserving of this amalgamation of all that is good in the world

So he cries while watching Ten’s MV, and he doesn’t really know why

Maybe it’s how beautifully emotional Ten’s dancing is, that it leaves an ache in his chest because he doesn’t know if it felt right to watch something so full of passion and talent and raw soul

Maybe it’s Ten’s voice, clear and sentimental, singing about what he has said to Johnny many times, during late and tender nights

“I love you”

“Stay with me a little longer?”

“Please don’t ever leave”

And Johnny doesn’t ever want to leave, he thinks, he can’t ever leave someone that gives him strength this way, someone who gives him a reason to wake up every morning even though it got a little harder when the years of training passed and he didn’t know where it was taking him

The day they received the news that Johnny would finally be debuting in 127, Ten cried

And Johnny hugged him, clung to him tightly for hours, the accumulation of nine years of frustration and wasted hopefulness seeping out

That night they cried hard

Maybe that was why Johnny was crying

Because of how he had seen Ten grow, from a hopeful teen in a foreign country, to an idol, the mastermind behind the greatest pieces of art Johnny had seen

It’s true, when Ten dances, Johnny thinks he sees the birth of beauty

Or maybe he’s crying because of the way Ten said ‘This is for you’ before he handed him the phone

The song had few words, but uncountable emotions, and infinite love

And Johnny feels so lucky, so blessed

Ten wipes Johnny’s tears away with the same loving smile that he has given him over the last four years

That night, they stayed up and got lost together in a flow of beautifully sentimental whispers and familiar touches

And Johnny knows that he never wants to come down from this