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Ten is a professional contemporary dancer, and Johnny, who is the most powerful and feared crime lord in Korea, just happens to watch one of his performances.
Johnny instantly becomes interested in Ten, but maybe a little too much, to the...
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Ten frowned a little when he started to feel the sunlight coming from outside hit his face gently. Still half asleep, he groaned, getting in a more comfortable position. There was something warm near him so he snuggled even closer, burying his head against it and unconsciously smiling right after. Ten sighed, feeling content and warm.
But the very next moment he heard a low chuckle. Definitely not having expected that, his eyes shot open in surprise, Ten finally starting to be aware of his surroundings. He realized that it wasn't exactly a pillow what he cuddled with, but more like a person. Ten gulped and slowly looked up, only to find a sleepy but awoken Johnny extremely close to him. Ten thought that his breathing stopped; they were cuddled with each other, his head on the older's chest and their legs tangled.
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"Good morning." Johnny greeted lazily in a deep, raspy voice, indicating that he woke up not long before Ten did. The dancer, still not having recovered from the scare of waking up in the arms of the mafia boss that kidnapped him, shrieked loudly and moved away feverishly. He kicked his arms and legs until the older stopped hugging him. "Hey hey, calm down."
Johnny tried to make Ten relax, but when he saw his body too close to the edge of the bed, he grabbed his forearms, keeping the younger from falling on the floor. Ten flinched, the grip in his arms only managed to scare him even more. "Ten, please, it's okay, you're okay." He tried again, speaking in a soft voice, as if Ten was a kitten that would get scared even with the smallest of noises.
The mafia boss looked at Ten's face, wanting to know if he had calmed down. He did, but just a little. "Did you have a good night sleep?" Johnny asked, trying to ease the tension. He waited patiently for Ten to answer, and when he did, it was just a shy nodding of his head, but it was enough for Johnny.
The older smiled. "I did too." He said while sitting on the bed, wincing in the process. He held a hand to his head and cursed under his breath. "My head." He groaned in pain. "I drank too much last night." Johnny mumbled angrily. But all his bad temper disappeared the moment his eyes landed on Ten, who was sleepily rubbing his eyes.
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