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Once Again

Johnny and Taeil went on three more dates after that. The next day was the first, and then after a two day break, they shared a couple of consecutive days together.

And still he hadn't thought anything was off.

Mark sat on his sofa, groaning about how stupid his brother was, and after Haechan gave in a said he should at least hint at some sort of gender mismatch, he stood in front of Johnny's bed, where the older was sleeping his exhaustion away from all the dates.

"Oi, idiot," he said, gracefully waking his brother up.

Johnny rolled onto his side to face the wall with a sigh, as if to say, 'What?'

Mark said, "Isn't Taeil a guy's name?"

Johnny slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them with a weak fist. He didn't reply for a few seconds until, "What about it?"

"Why is Taeil a girl then?"

Again, silence.

Until a pillow collided with Mark's face. "Get out my room," Johnny grumbled into his sheets.

Mark rolled his eyes and left. "Think about it," he mumbled back.

Well, to say Johnny hadn't thought anything was off was such a lie. Firstly, Taeil's name was masculine - not that he minded all that much.

But then Taeil wore a wig. As in, the side of it started to peel off and Johnny, with all his cosmetic skills, took the glue she had and carefully stuck it back on. And yes, he did remember her photos on her Tinder account where she had short hair, but in person, she did seem a lot more... male than he expected.

Johnny rolled onto his back and sighed. She was so pretty and perfect, and had such good manners, though.

As if on cue, his phone pinged.

🌸Moon🌸
Thank you so much for yesterday! 💋

🌸Moon🌸
You really didnt need to pay for me 😝 x

Johnny smiled, forgetting previous worries and texting back,

You
I dont mind. I'll pay for anything as long as i can have your company in return 💝

Sitting up in his bed, Johnny stretched his muscles and arms enough so they clicked. It felt good, and he moaned quietly at the feeling.

"Ew?!" Mark shouted loudly from the other side of the house. "Come on, Haechan, let's get out before he gets any louder."

Widening his eyes, Johnny replied, "What the hell?! I'm not doing anything!"

🌸Moon🌸
Aw sweetieee

🌸Moon🌸
Could you do something for me? x

You
Anything, baby

Once he sent his message, he waited a few moments for a reply, and when he got one, he bit his lip. It was a photograph of Taeil's collar with two buttons on a grey, silken shirt undone. The beautiful sight made Johnny's stomach knot and his breath catch in his throat.

Then Taeil sent another one, but this time she was laying down in what looked like a beige sofa with a third button loose and a simple message,

🌸Moon🌸
Which one looks pretty?

You
You look pretty, no matter what you wear. Don't send these to anybody else but me, okay? 💋

🌸Moon🌸
So I can only be pretty for you?

You
Yes, baby. Don't show other men how pretty you are because they might take you away from me

🌸Moon🌸
Hehe okay 💜💖

And then she sent a third photo, but this time it was taken from a further distance to show the bottom half of Moon's pale face and soft skin on her glossed up, slightly parted lips. Now Johnny could see the untouched canvas of Taeil's skin covering her neck, shoulders, and chest, and it was just waiting to be painted on by none other than him.

As he felt his trousers becoming a little bit unconfortable, Johnny decided that maybe it was best that Mark left him alone in the house after all.