Dream in a Dream

~Angel~

[Johnny's POV]

"Hey. Can I sit right here?" I look up from my lunch to see a small, cute, younger boy in front of me, smiling.

"Sure! Be my guest. I'm Johnny." I stuck my hand out for him to shake. He grabbed it and shook it.

"Mark." He smiled from ear to ear.

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I slowly opened my eyes. The lights hurts my eyes causing me to wince. I lower my head in hopes I lose the light. My vision sorta comes clear when I see a figure in the corner. I rub my eyes and my vision begins to level itself out. Ten. He was curled up in the corner sleeping.

"Ten?," I weakly said. My throat and mouth were too dry for me to be talking just yet. I notice there was a bag of something on the table next to me. I quickly hit it and it falls to the ground. Causing a slightly loud bang to echo. Ten jumped, and realized what had happened.

"Johnny! You're awake! Let me go get a doctor!" He rambles. I grab his arm before he walked away.

"Water, please." I squeaked. He nodded his head and walked out the room. A few moments later he came back with a cup full of water with a straw. He held it up to my mouth and I took a few sips. "Thanks." I smiled.

"How are you feeling?" Ten asked checking my temperature with his hand on my forehead.

"A bit loopy. Kind of like I'm here but I'm not here." I ask looking at myself. I was wrapping in blankets and a IV rang down to my arm.

"The medicine the gave to knock you out must haven't worn off 100% yet." He pushes my hair back. "I'm glad you're okay" he smiled. "You worried me."

"I'm sorry." I grabbed his hand and held it, slowly bringing it to my lips to kiss it. "Oh wait!" That's when it hit me. I was stabbed by Mark. "Where's Mark!? What happened?" I asked in a panic.

"Right now. He's in police custody. Attempted murder." He gestured to my body. "Also assault. Attempted premeditated murder. Also bribery of an officer of duty, and that hacking bit he did to plant false evidence." Ten looked happy. "And the camera evidence we found plus the recording you got with his confession, he's as good as gone."

"What about me?"

"Oh. You'll be fine. Luckily the stab wasn't too deep. They gave you stitches, cleaned you up and ran a pint of blood into you to make up for all the blood you lost beforehand. I believe the doctor said there might be a chance you'll feel a bit lightheaded getting up or walking but eventually when you blood cycles back into your body like normally you'll be just fine." He flashed me a smile.

"Thanks Ten. I co-" he interrupted me.

"No. Thank YOU. None of this would have been possible without you. Literally. I mean you made a dumb move by going to Mark by yourself but thankfully it all worked out! Johnny. I love you." He leaned into me and kissed me. Not a normal kiss. We followed each other's movements. The warmth from his lips melted my entire body. We eventually separated and he laid his forehead onto mines.

"That guy has got ISSUES," I broke our cute moment with the joke.

"You idiot!" He laughed.

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Mark had curled into a ball on his bed. All the lights were off, and the curtains covered his windows so he couldn't tell if it was night or day. He didn't care.

"Why aren't you with me?" Mark cried as watched a video of him and Johnny being goofy together. He grabbed the beer bottle at the edge of his nightstand and swallowed half of it down.

Just then his doorbell rang. "Mark. It's me. Open the door loser!" Johnny shouted from the other side of the door. Mark got up sluggishly and walked to the front door. "Markkkkkkk!" Johnny sung as Mark opened the door. "Finally!" Johnny barged in. "Guess what?"

"You robbed a bank and have hundreds of dollars in your bag right now, and we can live the country, start a new life and live to our full expectations until we die?" Johnny paused and looked at Mark puzzling.

"No." Johnny laughed and sat on Mark's couch. "I have a date with Ten!" Johnny smiled cheekily.

Mark looked over at Johnny whose body was just radiating with happiness. "Congratulations. But weren't you guys' just friends?" Mark questioned.

"Yeah well, I never told you, but we've been hanging out a lot. Any time we got we just spent it with each other." Johnny said.

"When!? We all literally talk to each other every day." Mark raised his voice a bit.

"Woah! Calm down. It sorta just happened."

"Sorta just happened is when you fuck without a condom and have to explain it to your mom. Hanging out without all your friends doesn't 'sorta just happened'."

"I thought you'd be at least happy for me! I rarely date in general. This is a good thing man."

Mark grabbed a bottle from his liquor cabinet. He pours himself a glass. One that almost touched the brim, and he downed it without a thought. "Yeah. You're right. Sorry I'm just stressed." He dropped the glass on the table and turned to look at Johnny. "The breakup is sorta fucking with my mind."

Johnny looked worried, and he finally realized that Mark was drunk.

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[Johnny's POV]

"So, I can go home?" I asked as the doctor handed me the medicine; he wanted me to continue to take until my follow up.

"Yeah, well that's up to you. You're welcome to stay here another day, if you wish. It's really up to you, Mr. Suh." the doctor patted my arm lightly. "So, what's your verdict?"

I looked over at Ten. He smiled and gave me a thumbs up. "I wanna go home. I've got things to do." I said as looked up at the doctor.

"That's fine." He nodded his head. "I'll send the nurse in to remove your IV. Just let us know when you're all dressed, and she'll be right in. Do take it easy for a bit, Mr.Suh." With that he walked out the room.

"I've got things to do." Ten mocked me. "Yeah. Like what?" Ten walked over and sat on my bed.

"Celebrate. With you." I sat up, placing my head on his shoulder. "The dust has finally settled, and we start to make new memories together." Ten turned his head and kissed my face.

"You're right." He got up and stood over me. "But we can't do anything until you get dressed." We both laughed as he began to pull some new clothes out of his backpack.