Johnny joined Timmy on the couch after he finished washing the dishes. "Did you finish watching the new episodes?"
"We get two episodes today," Timmy answered. "I'm on the second one."
Noticing that the bowl was completely empty, Johnny smiled. "Did you like the egg pudding?"
"It was good."
"I'm glad you think so. I'll make you something different next time."
"I can't eat too much desserts," Timmy said. "I gain weight easily on my face. It won't look good on camera."
"No worries. My desserts aren't very sweet. You won't get fat from them."
"Still...I shouldn't eat too much of them."
"If you're worried about gaining weight, I can help you work out." Johnny offered.
"No, thank you. I am able to tackle my own workouts."
"Well, you know where to find me when you need my assistance."
"That's not necessary."
"We'll see about that." Johnny chuckled. "Is it all right if I go shower first?"
"You shouldn't shower right after you eat. It's not good for your digestion."
Johnny leaned closer to Timmy and smirked. "Someone cares about me."
"Go shower!"
"Didn't you say it's bad for my digestion to shower after I eat?"
"Since you're so fast, you probably digested everything already."
"Apparently, I'm not fast enough." Johnny let out a pretentious sigh.
"What?" Timmy glimpsed at him for a short moment before turning his attention back to the television.
"If I'm as fast as you say I am, you'll already be mine."
"Don't disturb me while I'm watching my favorite drama."
"Could I disturb you after you've watched your favorite drama?"
"No."
"Understood. If this is your favorite drama, then it's your number one. Therefore, I shall disturb you whenever you're not watching this particular drama."
"Wait. What?" Timmy blinked as he attempted to make sense of Johnny's play with words.
"Soon, I shall become your favorite person." Johnny got up, took the bowl, and dashed to the kitchen to wash it. Afterward, he went to fetch his sleepwear from his suitcase and headed to the bathroom for a shower. When he was done, he exited the bathroom whilst still drying his hair with a towel. He glanced around the living room and wondered where Timmy went. "Babe, where are you?" Johnny called out.
"In the bedroom."
Johnny hurried down the hallway and entered Timmy's room. He saw the lad sitting on the bed and asked. "What are you doing in here?"
"Getting ready for the shower."
"Oh, that's too bad."
Timmy lifted an inquisitive brow. "Why?"
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Behind the Smiles
HumorBeing the pretty boy, Timmy was not new to being the object of affection for both females and males. Rejecting others' confessions was as easy as eating or breathing to him. But things changed when he met a model from the same agency he had recent...
