nct imagines

johnny - one morning

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you rolled on your side and aimlessly grabbed your phone from your nightstand. you looked at the time and saw that it was almost nine o'clock.

"johnny, wake up," you called out and put your phone down. you rolled over to face johnny and smiled, "why are you so handsome even when you're asleep?" you questioned with a light laugh.

you sat up and faced him while crossing your legs. you brushed his hair back to expose his forehead. johnny didn't budge at all which made you surprised.

"hey handsome, wake up," you spoke but he still didn't budge. "i love you," you reached down and planted a kiss on his forehead. all of a sudden, johnny wrapped his arms around you and pulled you down. "h-hey! were you awake this whole time?" you frantically asked. johnny opened his eyes and smiled at you.

"i've been awake since like eight. i was waiting for you to get up but you looked too cute," he answered with a chuckle.

"oh my god, johnny," you put your head down into his chest in embarrassment.

he laughed again. "do you want anything to eat? i'll make breakfast," johnny offered.

"omelette?"

"ooh, great choice. what do you want in it?" he sat up with you still in his arms.

"whatever you want. i like the way you make them," you answered and he nodded his head.

"okay! breakfast omelettes, coming up!" johnny let you go and got out bed. he left the room while you got out of bed and took your phone off if it's charger. then, you did your morning routine before going to the kitchen.

"it smells good in here," you commented. johnny turned around and smiled at you. "did you make coffee?" you asked him.

"yea, it's on the table," he said. you walked out of the kitchen and saw two mugs of coffee on the coffee table. you sat down in between the table and the couch before taking a mug into your hands and taking a sip.

you grabbed the remote to the tv and turned it on, putting the news channel on. you took more sips of coffee before johnny came out of the kitchen with a few plates. "why did you make so much, babe?" you questioned him. he placed four plates on the table.

"thought i might as well use up everything. there wasn't much in the fridge anyways," johnny answered and sat down on the couch. "why aren't you sitting on the couch?" he asked you.

you shrugged your shoulders, "i like it down here."

"i'll join you then," he moved and sat down on the floor next to you. "here, try this," he grabbed a fork and cut a piece of an omelette. he held another hand underneath in case it fell and fed you.

your face immediately lit up when you ate the piece. you swallowed, "woah, that's really good babe!" you praised him. "what did you put in it?"

"there's ham, gruyère, herbs, and a tiny bit a of peppers," he answered. "and there's bacon, hash browns, fruit, and toast!" he pointed out the other foods on the other plates.

"you're the best, johnny," you praised him again. he smiled and kissed your head.

"thank you y/n," he said and both of you ate breakfast together. "hey, there's something on your cheek," he mentioned once you guys were finished eating.

"huh? there is?" you turned to him and johnny kissed your cheek.

"oh, it was me."

you playfully hit him and rolled your eyes, "i can't believe you sometimes." you said with a laugh and stacked the plates and forks up.

he pulled you into his lap and hugged you, "but you still love me, right?"

"mhm."

he kissed your lips. "what's your opinion on staying home today?" he asked.

you smiled at him and kissed him. "i like that idea," you answered and wrapped your arms around his neck, "but both of us have to go to work."

"what time do we have to leave at?" he asked.

"noon," you answered.

"perfect," johnny suddenly stood up with you in his arms, "you're gonna be all mine for the next three hours."

"but it takes me thirty minutes to get ready. and i have—" he smashed his lips against yours.

"fine, two and a half hours. just please shut up," he said and started walking back to your room.