First time favor

7. We Love a Funny Friend

"Johnny! Johnny, wait!", cried out Ten as he rushed downstairs, trying to get a hold of the taller male before he'd leave the place.

Johnny knew what was coming and didn't like it one bit. He walked faster with his long legs and stepped out in the freezing night. Music slowly faded away in the distance and was replaced by his shaky breaths'.
He couldn't hear anything apart from the sound of his steps on the frozen ground and the sound of his heartbeat ringing in his ears. He thought Ten stopped following him and for a split second his heart stopped.

"Will you stop already?!"

A small hand wrapped around his wrist, Johnny tightly shut his eyes and blinked away the tears welling up in them. He inhaled a puff of the icy air and turned around.

"Oh, hey, I didn't see you there.", he said. Play it cool, buddy, don't chicken out right now, he mentally scolded himself.

Ten furrowed his eyebrows.

"Is– is this a joke?", he still asked, unsure of how to act. There was no protocol for the situation he'd dragged himself into.

"Uh, not really but I sure know one! Do you want to hear it?" Johnny grinned a cheeky smile and Ten let go of his arm, relaxing a little.

"Yeah, sure, go ahead..." he agreed, trying to light up the mood.

"Do you know why my dick is a mythical tale?"

"No why?"

"Because it's been passed from mouth to mouth."

If Johnny hadn't walked in on him getting a blowjob the day after they'd had sex together, Ten would have laughed. But Johnny did and discomfort floated around them as they stood unmoving on the road.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that...", Johnny awkwardly tried to say as he scratched his nape.

"No, it's alright. It– it was pretty funny, I guess." Ten tried to shrug his nervousness away but it weighed on his frail shoulders, almost dragging him into the ground.

"Yeah... I saw it on Tumblr. So um, you should go back inside. Check on your guests, check on– on him." Dammit, Johnny thought. Why the fuck can't I just shut the fuck up, he asked himself as he stared at Ten's neck.

"No, really, it's not important... Sicheng is the one hosting the whole party anyway..." He suddenly wasn't so sure about letting the house to the Chinese male, remembering his tendency to pass out after more than 6 shots.
"And the guy... the guy's not important Johnny, he's nothing really..."

"That's what I said about us too...", he muttered as he stared intendedly at Ten's showing collarbone. Did he mark you, he suddenly wanted to ask the latter, or are those hickeys the ones I left you yesterday. Would you even be able to answer me, he almost thought out loud.

"What are you trying to say?" Ten was confused, he couldn't read his best friend anymore and that thought only made him break into a cold sweat.

"Nothing, Tennie... I left because I felt awkward watching you get a blowjob. And if you say he's nothing then, fine, I believe you..."

"Oh, ok then... maybe I should just go back inside now... do you maybe wanna sleepover?" Ten pressed his hands against his cheeks, he hoped it looked like he was trying to warm himself, when in reality he was just trying to hide to blush creeping on them hearing how bluntly Johnny had talked about him getting a bj. They just weren't in the same league concerning their sexuality, he sadly reminded himself.

"No." It came out way meaner Johnny had intended it to be and Ten flinched at the tone.
"I mean, no... I mean– I have stuff to do in the morning so– maybe... uh, I can't." He closed his eyes and sighed, defeated. He mentally slapped himself, that's how a virgin would have answered his crush Johnny, he told himself.

"Alright... well, I'll be going back inside..." Johnny was acting weird. At least weirder than he usually acted. But Ten was kinda tipsy and didn't feel like dealing with teenage drama.

Johnny watched him walk all the way back inside, not sparing a glance to his side, before he turned around as well and started walking back home. He kinda regretted wasting his time showering now.