𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚. ♚ 𝙣𝙘𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙖𝙪

~ VII. ~

March 22.

2:30 p.m.

     Johnny knocked a strong punch into the leathery punching bag, his poorly wrapped knuckles beginning to go numb from the amount of force being pounded into the bag. He huffed a deep before reaching to deliver another punch, only to feel a hand resting on his clenched fist.

     "You know, if you continue to protect yourself poorly you could get really injured." Ten said, lowering his lovers hand and examining the damage. Johnny quickly pulled his hand away, making Ten raise an eyebrow.

    "Don't worry about me. I'm perfectly fine." Johnny said flatly, punching the lifeless bag once more. Ten pursed his lips together and crossed his arms over his chest.

     "You seem to be more focused on beating the shit out of that bag than anything else lately. What gives?" Ten asked, his tone showing he wasn't taking any of Johnny's fake excuses. Johnny glared at his lover before delivering another hard blow into the bag.

     "I'm worried. I know that Hyuck can handle himself well in situations that involve him talking, but he tends to panic when in situations where he needs to fight alone. And it doesn't help that he's Mark's whole world." Johnny sighed deeply, as if to fight back the tears threatening to flow. "Mark's like my younger brother I never got to have, and if something were to happen to Hyuck then he would completely fall apart." Johnny continued, looking at his lover. Ten was quiet for a moment.

     "You have absolutely no reason to worry, John. Hyuck may panic in situations where he has to fight alone, but he worries more about keeping his 'baddest bitch on the block' reputation and he can fight well. Same goes for Mark. If something bad were to happen to Hyuck, that bitch would be on whoever hurt him so fast the person wouldn't be able to expect it. Mark's scary when he means business. Together, him and Hyuck are basically unstoppable." Ten reassured, resting his hands on his lovers shoulders, brushing a long strand of Johnny's hair behind his ears.

     "Although I want to question why you know these things, I won't ask." Johnny laughed. Ten rolled his eyes at the older and groaned. "But I know you're right. It's just a habit of mine to worry."

     "Of course I'm right, I always am." Ten said, flashing a cocky smile and flipping his nonexistent hair, making Johnny laugh. Ten touched Johnny's cheeks and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "Now, you have been doing this for way too long. Let's clean you up and get some lunch."

~

     Yuta smashed his lips onto Sicheng's as he lifted the younger ad set him on the workbench, soft moans escaping his lips. He fumbled with the Chinese male's shirt buttons, slopplily undoing them before finally pushing it off the latter's body.

     "Jesus guys, get a room." A voice said from behind the two. Yuta whipped his head around to see Jaehyun standing in the doorway of the garage making a face of disgust. Yuta groaned.

     "What do you want, Jung?" Yuta asked, turning to face the other, hiding his flustered lover behind him. Jaehyun walked into the garage and walked to the wall of tools to the left of the couple.