"did you talk to him?" johnny asked, hanging his coat and bag, after returning home. he walked towards the boy, who was cooking dinner for the three of them.
"i uh-" ten began, turning to see johnny stood behind him, and greeting him with a kiss, "i didn't get around to it, no.."
johnny nodded, patting the boy's lower back, "it's fine, i can talk to him."
ten tilted his head, a worried expression on his face followed by a nod.
johnny trudged into the living room, where jungmo was sat on the couch, watching his show and playing with plastic sharks.
"daddy!" he called out, clambering over the couch in an attempt to reach the man that had walked through the door.
"hi baby," he smiled, saving him from falling off of the chair, and carrying him in his arms, walking to sit on said sofa, "how've you been today? s'papa been nice to you?"
johnny smiled as he heard a scoff coming from the kitchen.
"mm!" jungmo hummed enthusiastically, sat on his dad's thigh, poking at his face, "we had chicken.. and we went to the store and papa bought me these!"
johnny gave an amazed expression when the boy held up the plastic sharks he was previously playing with in his lap, "that's so cool, baby. did you say thank you?"
jungmo nodded quickly, admiring the sharks more, "i said thank you.. i am very thank you..."
"thankful, baby," johnny corrected, ruffling the boy's hair, who squeaked in defense, "hey, did you get enough sleep?"
"eh?"
"last night," johnny reminded the boy, "you woke up because you had a bad dream. do you wanna talk about it with me?"
jungmo frowned, a pout on his lips as he sank into johnny's lap, "mommy was in it."
johnny nodded, "i know, what was she doing?"
"she was shouting at me.." jungmo said quietly, "mommy shouted at me before."
johnny nodded, stroking the boy's hair, "what did she say?"
"'m can't remember."
"that's fine," johnny nodded, holding jungmo tight, letting him know he was safe, "has mommy done that before? not in a dream?"
jungmo nodded, "mommy shouts alot.. scary..."
johnny sighed with a frown, then a nod, "i'm sorry, baby."
"mommy scare me.." jungmo said, voice quiet and wobbly.
"i know.." johnny nodded, hugging jungmo tighter, "it's okay, you're here now. mommy can't shout here.."
jungmo nodded.
"thank you for telling me baby," johnny spoke, "very brave."
another nod, as johnny turned up the volume of the tv
"what we eating? for dinner?" jungmo asked, eyes situated on the tv again, his smile rising again when he caught the scent of ten's cooking.
"i think ten is cooking pasta, right?"
jungmo's face lit up, as if the previous conversation hadn't taken place.
johnny smiled, as he wished pasta could take away his problems too.
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"you're doing really well, you know?" ten whispered as he laid on johnny's chest.
"huh?"
ten's praise was sudden, as they were just resting before bed.
"y'know, with jungmo and everything. it's not easy. but you're doing really well, i just wanted you to know.."
johnny smiled, holding ten close and tight, "thank you.. "
"i know he's too young to tell you, but i know he feels really safe and grateful for you..." ten rambled, "i saw the way he acted when he was staying with his mom.. all skittish and weird. he's alot calmer and gentler now.. you're so good for him...."
"it's you too, though.."
"huh?"
"you're good for him too, ten," johnny smiled, "you're so lovely to him, he loves you so much and you treat him so well too."
ten smiled, holding johnny's cheek with two fingers before leaning in to kiss him, "this is so lovely."
"mm..." johnny mumbled when ten's lips fell from his mouth to his jawline, "it is. life is so lovely with you.."
ten smiled with a chuckle, "mhm..."
a/n little update! will try to update soon! pls comment it will give me motivation
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after school ~ johnten
Romansawhere ten is a struggling art teacher, seeking comfort in the carefree english professor
