The Paris Story: Johnny Suh Imagines

Chapter Three: Together Again

Chapter Three

Later that evening, Johnny and I are hanging out in the living room of the house. We're lying on the white carpet on the floor. I've since changed out of my airplane outfit, now wearing one of his shirts that reaches my mid-thigh. I'm lying on top of Johnny. He pulled me up against his body so I can rest my head against his chest. We're just peacefully talking about random things, how my trip was etc. Occasionally, he'll gently kiss my lips, and I'll do the same. I notice him staring at me again. "You're doing it again," I say.

"I know. But you're just so beautiful."

I kiss his nose, making him blush. "Fuck, I love you so much."

He smiles sweetly. "I love you too." Johnny reaches for my hair and gently unties it. He runs his fingers through my long (y/h/c) curls, and I close my eyes, leaning into his touch.

A few moments later, Mark and Jaehyun walk into the room. "Why are you guys on the floor?" Mark asks.

"Because we want to be." I smile at him.

"You guys are so weird." Jaehyun laughs.

"We know," Johnny and I both say at the same time.

"Come on, Mark. Let's go and make popcorn. I'd really rather not watch them suck face again," Jaehyun says.

Mark nods, "Good call," and follows him into the kitchen.

Johnny's eyes meet mine, and he smirks before flipping us over. I feel my back press into the soft carpet as he captures my lips in a long, slow kiss. I smile through the kiss, which causes him to smile too.

"I love you," he whispers, gently running his fingers through my hair.

I smirk, "You said that already."

"And I'll say it a million times again." He gazes deeply into my eyes. "I love you."

"I love you too," I breathe softly. "I love you so much."

We return to our original position, with me resting calmly on his chest. I sigh and let myself relax into him, burying my face in his neck, peppering it with soft kisses. "God, you have no idea how much I missed this," I say. He hums softly in response, clearly loving my touch on his skin.

Suddenly, Johnny looks at me, and his eyes darken. "Come upstairs with me."

I look at him. "Really? I just got off a plane. I haven't even showered."

"I don't care." He leans in my ear and whispers, "We can shower together."

I smirk. "Well, if you put it that way..."  

"YES!" With that, he stands and throws me over his shoulder, carrying me up the steps.