dude-zoned ↠ johnten ✓

December 22nd, 2019

⊱ ────── {⋅. 11:52 AM .⋅} ────── ⊰

"How are you this cuddly?" Was the first thing Johnny heard when he woke up.

Ten was laying against him, poking his cheek and nuzzling his head into the crevice of his neck.

"Ten..."

"Hi!" Ten greeted, "Don't you wish to wake up like this everyday? With me?"

Johnny rolled his eyes fondly, "Yes, you idiot, now go back to sleep." He wrapped his arms around Ten tightly and closed his eyes again.

"It's practically noon."

"What."

"Yeah, we slept in."

There was a loud yell in the house.

Ten glanced at Johnny, "What the- who the- what goes on in your house, Johnjohn?"

"That... would be Lucas. He wasn't here yesterday... I kind of asked him to distract my girlfriend, so I could see you..."

"Aw, he sounds sweet! Let me go meet him." Ten wiggled his way out of bed and grabbed Johnny's arm. "C'mon, get up!"

"But I'm tired."

"It's fucking noon," Ten laughed, tugging harder to get him up.

"But I'm-"

There was a loud cough from the door.

It was a short girl, dyed pink hair with four inch heels and a fake smile on her face.

"Hey, honey!" She giggled, walking into the room and falling on top Johnny.

"How're you doing?" She pressed kisses all over his face.

Johnny looked about ready to die.

Ten continued to try and pull Johnny up, wanting him away from his "girlfriend."

"And who the fuck are you?" She questioned in a snarky tone, yanking his hand off of Johnny.

"I'm Ten," he muttered, not turning to face her and continuing to reach for Johnny's hand.

She laughed- well, more cackled- angrily, "Oh, you're the home wrecker that's trying to steal my boyfriend!" She turned Ten to face her, gave a plastic smile, and...

slapped him.

"Liza, what the fuck?!"

Johnny yelled, pushing her away and cradling Ten's face in his hands.

"You can't leave me! Stop thinking you can, Johnny!" She shrieked frantically.

She tried to wrestle Ten out of the taller's hands, "Don't talk to my boyfriend ever again, you-!"

"Liz, stop it!" Lucas quickly walked in and pulled her off of them.

"No, he's trying to steal Johnny! And I can't let him!" She cried, tears springing to her eyes as she continued to grab at Ten.

Donghyuck quickly pulled Ten away, pressing an icepack against the bright red slap on his face.

"She's a bitch, right?" He muttered, "I swear, she's read through Johnny's texts. That's the only way she'd know about you. I know Johnny only ever mentioned you to us, never around her, not even as just some friend."

Ten nodded his head, "What're we going to do about her then...?"

Donghyuck shook his head, "I dunno, get a restraining order?"

They both sighed, the younger offering Ten some breakfast. The commotion continued on.

⊱ ────── {⋅. 3:24 PM .⋅} ────── ⊰

"I fucking hate all of you!" She screamed, as Lucas finally slammed the door on her face and locked it.

Johnny laid down on the couch, "I hate her, too."

Lucas nodded, "I know you'd rather be with Ten, but I don't know how we're gonna get rid of Liza. She's very, uh- persistent."

"Terrifying, you mean?"

Lucas frowned and nodded his head with a sigh, "I'm sorry for introducing you to my sister... she used to be really nice! I don't know- I dunno what happened."

Johnny shook his head, "It's not your fault, I'm sure we'll get rid of her somehow." He gave a slight hug to the younger.

Ten walked in, having talked to Donghyuck and Mark for the past few hours.

"Is everything okay?" he questioned, rushing up to Johnny and hugging him gently.

"Yeah, shorty, it's fine."

It was quiet.

"Thanks... Lucas?" Ten said, turning to face the other person in the room, "I'm sorry we didn't meet earlier. There was that... yeah."

Lucas gave a wide genuine smile, "It's nice to meet you! I'm so glad you're going to replace my psychotic sister!"

"Well, I suppose that's the bright side," Johnny added in, sitting up properly and pulling Ten back into his arms, "What're we going to do today?"

Ten glanced at him, "Watch a movie?"

Lucas got up without another word and left.

"Uncalled for, but that works."

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a/n:
just a disclaimer: short girls with dyed pink hair and four inch heels are hot af, just not when they're a total bitch 🫡