I Like My Women | JohnTen NCT

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"Fuck my FUCKING life I hate work," Ten threw the needle and thread down, grabbing his wig and tossing it across the room. He had not been working for 20 minutes straight yet he was already stressed out. Heck, when wasn't he stressed out? "I am not going to get these shirts and these dresses done before new years. Maybe I should just not go to the party? Of course not, Taeyong would be crushed of he didn't see me with Johnny... That's it! Johnny!"

Ten reached for his phone on his desk, holding it in front of him. Sighing, he put it back and leaned back in his chair. "I wish work could do itself instead of making us humans go through hours of labour. Like why should I put so much commitment into these clothes? I doubt anyone will even like them!"

As Ten looked down at the dress in his lap, he blinked twice and grabbed a pillow on his bed, screaming into it. He needed to get the stress out before he could properly work again. "Now that's done, let's get back to fucking sewing this shit dress."

Stitch, after stitch, after stitch and after another twenty minutes, he had finished dress number one. He said he'd take a break and have lunch after this dress but given how much time he had and the amount of clothes he had to make, it just didn't add up. "Guess I'll just starve myself until new years."

Hour after hour did he carry on making the clothes, occasionally gulping down the tap water from the bathroom because going to the kitchen for water would "waste time". He also ranted whenever he needed to go to the bathroom because it would be taking off the mere time he had.

The clock then turned to 3am. During his working hours, Ten had felt restless and tense through all the 60 seconds of each minute of each hour. Stress built up to the point where he had an ongoing head ache that wouldn't go away. Despite how hard he tried to ignore it, he knew he couldn't and just placed a cold towel on his forhead.

Around 20 minutes later, Ten had suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Throwing down whatever he was working on, he clutched his lower stomach and fell onto the floor, screaming in immense pain. Soon afterwards, he felt lightheaded and passed out, the last thing he heard being the opening of his door.

20 minutes earlier...

Haechan was sleeping soundly in his room with Mark by his side. The two were never seen a part unless something had come up or one had gone to the bathroom. Anyhow, they were both peacefully sleeping until a complaining Ten woke Haechan.

"Ugh it's like 3am, I need to sleep," Haechan mumbled, trying to get back to sleep. He failed miserably. "Never fucking mind I'll watch netflix until I can."

Getting out his phone, Haechan started watching some kdramas, the ones that had 30 minute long episodes that weren't as good as traditional hour long episodes but were still good kdramas. It was midway through the first episode that he heard a blood curdling scream coming from the next room. However, this time around, Haechan knew he couldn't ignore it.

He turned off his phone and shook Mark awake. "Get up, you asshole! Something's wrong with Ten!"

Mark wiped his eyes and sat up, taking the blanket off of his legs. "I know because I heard. Now let's go see what happened."

Upon entering Ten's room, they saw him out cold on the floor, still breathing. Haechan immediately went to tend to him, trying to shake him awake. After trying everything, they both realised that they had to take a trip to the hospital.

"Mark, help me carry him out!" Haechan ordered, putting a spare change of clothes for Ten in a gym bag. He also brought Ten's phone, a book and a water bottle with him. Mark stared at him weirdly and Haechan rolled his eyes. "You think this hasn't happened before? Now come and help me drag him to the car!"

The two then carried him to Ten's car, laying him down on the passenger seats. Mark and Haechan sat in the front seats, Haechan being the one to drive. He gave one look at Mark and then started the engine. "Buckle up, babe. This is gonna be a fast ride."