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Ten shifts on the couch, struggling to get his eyes to open. He knows he fell asleep over his textbooks - he can feel the edges indenting his cheeks. He’s pretty sure if he moves too quickly he might cut his cheek open on his damn Dance Anatomy Volume 2 he’s been cramming for because his dance tutor had a cranky day and told him his form was off because he had a twinge in his back and because his teacher isn’t get laid enough-“Hey, sleepy head.”Ten jumps out his skin and - sure enough - hisses in pain as he cuts his cheek open. There’s a soft chuckle nearby and he manages to get an eye open to… look at someone’s stomach. Ten is now… really confused because he’s sure he fell asleep on the couch and didn’t go out drinking before passing out unless he got really drunk and-“How tired are you that you’re this disorientated?”“Johnny.”“Yes, my name is Johnny. I’m your boyfriend. I have been since the third month of our first year at Seoul National University. No, you didn’t go out drinking, you haven’t done that at all this year - frankly I’m a little concerned that you haven’t because you usually do that the entire first two weeks back and we moved in early so you could do that but I guess since Lucas and Jungwoo moved in with each other and they haven’t been around maybe their influence on you is fading. I was halfway through this series of my show that I have to watch for my supplementary Japanese classes that you demand to watch with me and you fell asleep as I was crying over my ship finally kissing after four seasons.”“Huh.” Ten blinks at the stomach in front of him. “Your stomach is really pretty.” Ten leans forward and kisses the skin gently before he rolls over. “Is my cheek bleeding?”
“Yup, all over my white sleep pants I like to lounge in.”
“We got to campus early, you have enough 100 Won coins, go use the washers.”“You’re all over me; how could I ever move?”“Don’t be sappy, it’s too early.”
“It’s 3 in the afternoon.”
“Is your ship breaking up?”
“What.”
Ten finds himself accidentally deposited on the floor as Johnny surges upright and dives for the remote to rewind and turn the volume up. “Jackass.”“You threw me on the floor for a bunch of characters that don’t even exist.”“You bled all over my lounge pants.”“My new dance tutor is mean.”“Welcome to college, you did hear the stories about Lee Taemin before you signed up for his class… Who does classes two weeks before the semester even starts?”“Lee Taemin and that’s why he’s the best and I wanted to be in his class.”“Then you don’t get to complain you literally signed up for this.”Ten whines but sits up, rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn. “Can I get a kiss?”
“If you come up here.”
“But down here is super comfy.”
“As comfy as my lap?”
Ten tilts his head, pretending to think before Johnny ever so gently knees him in the back. “You’re a mean man, Ten Lee.”Ten carefully straddles Johnny's lap, grinning at him as he settles his hands on his shoulders. “Is my cheek still bleeding?”“I think it’s clotting. Shame it didn’t scar, that would have looked sexy.”“Are you saying you’re sad I’m not going to have my lovely face scarred for the rest of my life?”“Yeah, because you’re still too hot. You see a scar would be sexy but off-putting enough to fellow men who are looking at you and don’t know you’re otherwise involved with someone, because a lot of men are more attractive than me and I get insecure.”Johnny grins, carefully pushing Ten's hair away from his cheek whilst Ten scoffs. “That’s cute, Mr. Suh.”Johnny pulls a face and gently leans back. “Don’t, I forgot I’m covering English classes for the first semester. Why was I so nice?”“Because you’re an absolute angel and that’s why I love you.” Johnny smiles softly and lifts his arm, taking Ten's hand to lace their fingers together. “Are you sure about living together?”“More than sure. And I’m even more sure that once this year is over I want us to find a nice apartment somewhere.”Johnny leans up, pressing their lips together softly. Ten leans into him, making a small noise as Johnny squeezes his hand and cups the small of his back. They stay that way, drinking each other in and Ten pulls back only to sigh. This is how Ten wants every afternoon, exactly like this, sitting in Johnny's lap, watching his face as he tries to sneakily watch his show over Ten's shoulder. The way the early afternoon light makes his skin glow, makes his smile seem so much more… ethereal. How his hair hangs loosely from the bun he’d pulled it in early that day. How he’s in his stained end-of-first-year shirt signed by half their friends with spots of alcohol staining and he just feels so comfortable wearing it around Ten - never insecure about what he has to wear or look like around his boyfriend.Ten thinks about how Johnny came back to the college campus way too early just to help Ten move in and get all their stuff sorted so Ten could start his classes that should in no way be starting this early before their official start date for their third year. He’s pretty sure from the groceries sitting in their small kitchen nook that Johnny is planning to cook that roast duck he does, his grandma’s recipe that Ten fell in love with when meeting his family - likely so Ten can hunch over his textbook all night without distraction. Sitting in Johnny's lap like this, watching him mouth the English words he’s not so sure about - fuck yeah, he’s in love.“I’m so glad when I drunkenly rejected you that one time you tried again.”Johnny jumps ever so slightly, startled by Ten, apparently, but smiles. “What can I say? The way you were dancing on that table was so sexy until you broke it.”“College dorm tables suck.”“You were also pretty sexy the way you just lay there all hair messy and sweaty.”“Now you’re just being obscene .”Johnny laughs but leans up, gently kissing Ten again, as deeply as he dares to. “I love you, Ten Lee.”“I know you do.”“No, I love you back?”“Well now you’ve mentioned other hot men who like me I need to keep my options open, don’t I?”Johnny bursts into laughter and shakes his head. “Dork. Go clean up your cheek. I’ll start dinner in a bit. Go clean up and get back to your chapter on the 49839543 ways you can arch your back whilst dancing.”
“Hey. There’s only 4983954 and one ways.”Johnny shakes his head, chuckling and Ten gets up. He pauses at the door of their shared bedroom and looks back. “Hey, I love you, dork.”“I love you too, Tennie.”