nct imagines

ten - one morning

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"y/n, give me back my shirt."

"no."

"i have to leave like right now, babe."

"no."

you threw the shirt that was in your hand behind you. ten sighed and shook his head. he looked at the time on his phone and showed you the time: 7:56, "i have to be there at 8:45, and we both know that there's traffic at this hour. let me put on a shirt, y/n."

"why can't you just stay home for one day?" you whined at him. you stood in the door frame to the closet while ten stood across from you with only black jeans on.

he heavily sighed and attempted to reach for a random shirt that was hung up but you swatted his hand away, "ow! okay, seriously y/n. i need to leave for work."

"i want kisses," you demanded from him.

he shook his head again, "i swear to god y/n, you're going to be the reason why i don't have a job." he said. then, he suddenly picked you up.

"eep!" you squeaked out and ten turned so your back against the door frame. you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, "see? isn't this better than going to work?" you grinned like an idiot at him.

he smiled and pecked your lips. "as much as i love holding you and kissing your hella gorgeous face, i'm kind of needed at a wayv recording in about forty minutes. i promise i'll be back tonight and you can have me all to yourself baby." he kissed your neck and then kissed your lips, enough to make you want more.

"more," you whined again and kissed him. "three from you isn't enough."

"i'm pretty sure that i woke you up by making out with you, you definitely got more than three kisses from me already and it's not even close to lunchtime," ten said to you and brought his face closer to your ear, "and i'll definitely give you more later if you let me go to work."

he harshly kissed you and you swore that you were going to pass out. you tapped on his back repeatedly before he finally stopped.

"so can i put on a shirt and leave?" ten asked you.

you groaned and hopped down from his hold. you crossed your arms and pouted. ten immediately grabbed a white t-shirt from the rack. then, he kissed you and ran out of the room.

"i hate you!" you yelled at him, still standing in the door frame.

"i love you even more baby!" you heard ten yell from the front door. two seconds later, you heard the front door open and close.

you huffed out a breath, "i knew i should've called his managers and told them he was sick..."