Their company found a scriptwriter to custom write a bromance for them to star in. It was pretty much a BL, but in a form where they would avoid censorship from the government. Of course, they would try to push it to the limit. Jason and Simon suggested that the two lived together to build their chemistry. They offered to rent an apartment for them to move into, but the two thought that it was just too much of a hassle and decided to move into each other's place instead. Since Timmy didn't feel comfortable living at Johnny's apartment, he had no choice but to let Johnny stay at his place. What started out as three nights plus three nights and a day; ended up as three weeks plus three weeks and a week. Johnny had practically moved all his essentials into Timmy's home.
"Babe, this script is amazing," Johnny commented as he read the first draft of their script.
"How did they even manage to finish writing a script so quickly?"
"Jason's close friend, Stephanie wrote the script a few years ago. Since Jason asked her to help out, she fixed up the script and submitted it to him as a favor."
"I wonder if I can back out now," Timmy muttered under his breath.
"It's too late for you to do that. The script has been adjusted to fit us."
"They can always find someone else to play my role."
"That's not possible," Johnny stated confidently.
"Why not?" Timmy tilted his head slightly as he threw Johnny a bewildered look.
"Because..." Johnny leaned closer to Timmy's face and responded with a smile, "You're one of a kind. No one in this world can play the character that is specifically written for you."
Backing away from Johnny's dangerously close proximity, Timmy sputtered. "T-The character was written years ago."
"Let me rephrase that. No one can play a character that is specifically adjusted for you."
"You're over exaggerating. I'm not that special."
"You are very special...in my heart."
Even though Timmy was able to hide his smile with a scrunch of his lips, he couldn't hide the redness growing on his cheeks.
"I love it when you blush." Johnny smirked.
"I'm not..."
"Not what?" Johnny cut in.
"Not..."
"Yeah?"
"Stop interrupting me," Timmy demanded.
"Sorry. Please continue."
"I..." Timmy blinked in thought.
"You...?"
"I've forgotten what I wanted to say."
"Why is that?"
"It's all your fault."
"Why is it my fault?" Johnny inquired.
"Everything is your fault," Timmy declared.
"Is it because you're distracted by my irresistible handsomeness?" Johnny batted his eyes.
"Seriously?" Timmy gawked at him with a disgusted expression.
"I'm always serious." Johnny grinned.
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Behind the Smiles
HumorBeing the pretty boy, Timmy was not new to being the object of affection for both females and males. Rejecting others' confessions was as easy as eating or breathing to him. But things changed when he met a model from the same agency he had recent...