FIRST | JOHNTEN

SEVEN | REASONS

ten doesn't tell maew nor art about his crush for the rest of the day, even with art's constant pestering for an answer. it's as if he forgot to tell them, but in reality, he barely found time to after lunch. he definitely wasn't telling them during lunch time since johnny sits with them. that would be awkward and embarrassing.

he's relieved to be free from art's questioning when he arrives at his dorm, seeing johnny already there with a book open in his lap as he sits on his bed with his legs crossed. he appeared pretty focused, brushing away any of his fringe that fell onto his face. it makes him think how sudden and quick his interest in johnny came. based off their first meeting alone, ten was quick to note how attractive he is. then, ten's given more reasons to like him even more.

"hey, ten," johnny greets him once he looks up. he smiles and ten returns it, his heart fluttering, as usual. no smile ever really gave him that feeling more than once.

"hey," ten basically mumbles.

"i'm just reading through this book about the history of music that my teacher lent me," johnny explains and flips to another page. "it's interesting but the text is so small and wordy."

"hm," ten purses his lips. "sounds fun, i assume."

johnny chuckles lowly. "sure. it's fun. i like to read, but when it's interesting...."

his eyes skim the page before flipping to another one. he does it for the next few. "do you have any ideas for dinner later?" he looks back at ten. "maybe it's too early to ask...."

"no, it's not too early, i'm just not hungry at the moment," ten replies, moving to sit at the dining table. he hooks his bag onto it and pulls out his sketchbook to work on a random drawing just for the sake of it. though, he doesn't know what to draw. he knows his teacher said to practice, to make little sketches and improve little by little over time. it's the best way to make your craft better — constant practice.

but... what does he practice drawing? perhaps fruit like they've been doing in class? which, he would prefer not to draw. why draw fruit when there's so many other things to draw.

he could try drawing animals. he hasn't in awhile.

ten looks around, thinking of which animal to draw, and he ends up sparing johnny a glance. he's looking at his book again, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he flipped to another page in the book. ten tilts his head to the side as an idea of drawing a cat comes to his mind all of a sudden. hm.

so, with his choice made, ten decides on drawing a cat. the final drawing ends up being a tabby cat pawing at a book curiously. ten leans back to look at it completely and is strongly reminded of johnny, for whatever. to be fair, he got the idea just from looking in his crush's direction.

hmm. the word crush. it feels sort of nice to have a proper word to describe his feelings for johnny. they certainly weren't friendly... but romantic? or is just 'interested in him in a more-than-friends-way' better? or is romantic pretty much the same thing? ten adds another whisker to his cat and fixes his left ear a little. his thoughts really aren't making the most sense at the moment.

"that's a nice drawing," johnny says and ten doesn't know how the heck he snuck up on him like that without ten at least hearing his footsteps. he's as quiet as a cat! wait —

"thanks," ten retorts with a grateful smile. it was a simple compliment he's heard a lot but hearing it from johnny makes it feel nicer. he impressed him. "it's for class."

"figured," johnny grins. "you are an art major."

ten just grins as well. he wants to note how cute johnny's smile is, but then is hit with the question — why is everything about him so perfect? "yeah, i take drawing. it's been just realistic drawings of fruit," he says, adding on a shudder.