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"hey! wait up! aren't you cold?"

ten stopped dead in his tracks, turning slowly to be faced with a tall, very handsome boy running towards him.

ten's eyes widened and his cheeks turned a slightly darker shade of red. he opened his mouth to speak but ultimately closed it as the boy stopped in front of him.

"here, put this on. you look freezing." the brown haired boy said as he held out a jacket and smiled at ten.

ten's words fail him, he doesn't speak, nor does he move even an inch of his body.

the other boy spoke up again,

"oh, right, sorry! i'm johnny. i saw you walking from my window, you're going to get sick. please put this on,"

johnny begged ten with his eyes, ten didn't understand why johnny cared at all about his health.

"i, uhh, i-i'm okay" ten stuttered.

"please?"

ten didn't know why the look in johnny's eyes could pierce his soul in the way they do, but miraculously ten's hand reached for the jacket.

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