pluto [johnten]✔️

thirty-one

the whole situation did not play out this way in tens mind. he expected them to be about ten feet apart, or as far as the small bed to keep them.

he also expected them to be facing opposite each, staying to themselves. the only problem with that was the fact that his central heating was faulty, and had been faulty for the past few months.

to his utter shock, ten opened his eyes to the best and deepest warmth he'd felt in years. he smelt the nicest shampoo, far more expensive smelling than his own.

there was a laundry detergent mingling with the natural smell his apartment accumulated over the years. he felt warm arms wrapped around his body, more specifically, his waist.

he heard soft snores falling from a slightly opened mouth, the lips plump and dark pink. the breathing steady and calm, slowly breathe in, slowly out. three seconds between each change.

his heartbeat was smooth against his rib cage, each tick slow and calm. badoom, badoom, badoom. ten had his head placed on this chest and he could hear the beauty in how mesmerizing the sound was.

he opened his eyes to the beautifully structured face, the one he'd grown to quietly admire from the crowd. he smiled tinily and brushed dark brown locks out of the god like face.

he was staring at the sleeping face of johnny seo, and oh boy did that cause more problems in his mind than he anticipated.