SHOWTIME (SMRookies Fanfic)

S I X T E E N

Ren's POV

It's been awhile after the show in Bangkok, but I haven't been able to talk to Ten that much because he was getting ready for debut. Of course he would be busy with that. He's in NCT U and I'll be in a different unit for some reason. I'm really surprised that Johnny wasn't put in that unit instead of Mark, no offense. Anyway I'm in my room reading a book. I hear a knock on the door. I know who it is and say they can come in. The person turns the knob and pushes but bumps into the locked door. I laugh gingerly and get up.

"Ren, that wasn't funny!" Johnny pouts.

"Aww is someone going to cry about it," I imitate his pouty face and let him in, "your the one who falls for it every single time though so it's not my fault."

"Whatever." He comes in and sits on the other bottom bunk across from mine.

Johnny comes around once awhile to talk with me since Ten is busy and it's been a lot recently. The company is so busy with NCT, they haven't been playing much attention to SmRookies.

"Are you sad?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your boyfriend is busy working and you sit around doing nothing."

"One, he's not my boyfriend. We are still friends. Two, do I look sad?"

"Yeah. You have a distance look in your face like your thinking about something."

"Don't we all think about something?"

"You know what I mean."

"I know..." We both chuckle and become quiet.

Usually we have a lot to talk about, but today it feels different. Johnny usually keeps talking to keep the conversation, but today he's out of it.

"Hey Johnny..."

"Yeah."

"Is something wrong? You're very quiet today, very unlike you."

"Oh am I," he chuckles, "I guess I miss the old days where we were together dancing in the practice rooms and stuff."

"You sound like a depressed old man who lost his wife."

"What about you? You changed a bit since the Bangkok show. You're less aggressive."

"I'm less aggressive?!"

"Nope never mind you still act like a snapping turtle."

"Why you little-" Before he could run, I tackle him into the bed. We wrestle a bit till we stop and I'm laying beside him. We're on our side looking at each other.

I notice he's lightly panting. "Why are you panting?"

"Because I'm old."

"You're not old." I slap his arm and laugh.

"Ow!"

"Oh come in I didn't slap too hard!"

"You sure!" He turns his arm so I can see where I hit and I laugh. A handprint was beginning to appear from his skin.

"Don't laugh! Besides you shouldn't slap your elders."

"You're not old!"

"Yes I am," he says in an raspy voice, trying to imitate an old man.

We both laugh when I hear a knock.

"Come in."

Yuta and Hansol walk in and see us laying in the same bed.