#johnnyboyfriendmaterial

                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt. 10

johnny got up before you, he rose from the bed with a light smile on his face. he looks at you heavily sleeping, unaware of the brightness  outside. it was only 10:30 so he figures you could be sleeping for a little longer and he could go get something to eat while you still sleep.

you snore lightly and johnny scrunches his nose at how cute you look. his whole body is rigid and hurting from last night. he blushes to himself, he cant believe he did that. he tries to remember every little detail of last night without getting out of hand.

 he smiles and laughs to himself, these thoughts carry him into the kitchen.

"jonathaan"

 taeyong yells annoyingly while standing up out of his chair waving his arms like johnny was a soldier coming home from a battle. johnny hides his red cheeks into his shouders as he steps up into the kitchen passing a few of the boys.

"why the blush johnny?"

mark teases ruffling up his hair. johnny smiles and twitches his nose.

"nothing, you guys are just so weird."

"hes done it oh my god hes done it!"

 mark yells also standing out of his chair joining taeyong in jumping around. they hold hands and yell.

 "johnny got laid! johnny got laid!"

johnny wants to strangle both of these annoying boys but is too tired to do so. he believes waiting to do it later when they least expect it will suffice. yuta just looks at him and chuckles while continuing to eat his strawberries. johnny grabs a banana and slowly peels it as mark and taeyong finally calm down. 

"so, john?"

 taeyong asks sitting back down. johnny makes wide clueless eyes because that conversation starter could literally lead down so many different paths.

"how was it?"

mark finishes annoyed, like taeyongs equally sassy twin sentence finisher. johnny rolls his eyes and twitches his nose again.

"oh my god two nose twitches it must have been mind blowing!" mark yells.

johnny hits the table in frustration. he was about to wonder how mark could read his mind but then remembers that he usually twitches his nose out of embarrassment and mentally smacks himself in the head.

"I think I heard some of it!"

 jungwoo yells like a toddler, running to a seat between mark and yuta.

 "at first, I thought hey, that's a loud chipmunk. and then I listened for a bit longer and thought, hey I didn't now chipmunks knew how to speak. especially words like the ones I heard-"

johnny lunges forward half joking and pushes jungwoo so he almost falls off the chair. he hears the others boys laughing and chuckles, wondering how he got stuck with so many smart asses.

he tries to not let them ruin his fantastic mood, but every minute that passes proves how hard that really would be.

johnny glares at jungwoo and mark, who are smiling at each other mischievously like they had accomplished some big thing by simultaneously annoying and embarrassing johnny.

 then, johnny looks at taeyong whose pursing his lips and puffing out his cheeks mocking yuta who had stuffed so many berries in his mouth he looked like a squirrel.

 johnny notices this all too real humiliation party made especially for him. but what he doesn't notice is you approaching the kitchen from the hallway.

you just woke up a few minutes ago to the beautiful serenade of taeyong and marks screams. then you heard them talking about your "events" of last night and you couldn't help but listen. 

"no but seriously you guys literally sounded like: ohhhh my god yesss! uh!"

jungwoo moans in an exaggerated high female voice and all the others laugh hysterically.

 "wait no it was more like eeeeh! omigoood johnnnyy!"

yuta adds in, in an even more cartoon like voice.

 johnny blocks his ears when all the boys join in making exaggerated moans. you felt like this was your time to enter the conversation, so you fearlessly stride into the kitchen.

all sounds cease when they watch you seriously walk in, you think you even hear yuta hiccup. you wordlessly walk towards an astounded johnny and move his hands, sitting in his lap facing the island table.

 "uhhhh" jungwoo starts.

"you guys have it all wrong." you fake whine.

"you have to put the emphasis on the last syllables and hitch your voice on the last word, like:  eemm! gooood john!"

 you hold out your hands and look at them exasperatedly like they were clueless.

then at once after a beat of silence, they all laugh and gesture to you yelling

"thanks!"

"oh it all makes sense now!"

 and really loudly trying out the tips on your moans that you gave them.

 you feel johnny rest his head on your back smiling, but red and sweaty from embarrassment.

 you laugh definitely enjoying your creation more then he was. you turn back and tug on johnnys hair. he lifts his smiling beet red face to yours and then you kiss his forehead whispering,

"hi ya I missed you."

he chuckles and whispers back.

"I missed you too, but I think I might revoke that statement because well, im being humiliated and its somewhat because of you."

 you laugh lightly into his face, taken away by the curve of his nose and the shape of his eyes.

 "come on, you know you love me."

 he smiles again biting his lower lip, looking at how pink your lips are and how adorable it is how your forehead wrinkles when you scrunch your nose.

 "ya" he muses, "youre right."

 your face gets red now not because of the onslaught of moans and sex noises the boys were making, but because johnny just said that he loved you. it made your whole stomach flip and your head spin.

 "well that's good because I do too."

now its johnny turn to change to an even deeper shade that resembles the strawberry bits spread all over yutas mouth.

 "lets get out of here," johnny coaxes you getting out of his chair.

 "but I haven't eaten" you frown towards him.

 "I was thinking of taking you somewhere that supplies breakfast, unless our fruit loops are too tasty to part with?"

you playfully punch him in the shoulder and nod giddy.

"sure I can, just watch me."

" if you insist" he smiles.

 as you leave the boys stop yelling cuss words and all yell goodbye,

 "farewell my dear!" taeyong yells at you again.

 you elegantly curtsy and point at all of them like you were famous and thanking your fans. they all laugh and point back.

"farewell jonathan my boy!" taeyong waves again as the final farewell like he was sending us off to sea.

 you smile and scrunch your face as you walk to the bathroom.

"y/n?" johnny questions softly tugging on your hand.

 you look at him quizzically. johnny leans in a kisses you lightly. youre still as nervous as the first time he kissed you. and when he detaches his soft lips you shudder.

 "whew that was good"

 "yea?" johnny laughs at how cute you were.

you twirl into the bathroom, turn on the light and as you shut the door you say:

"the best I think."

 you hear johnny laugh on the other side of the door and you jump a little bit from how perfect everything is. you could of stayed talking to and kissing johnny all day.

but right now you craved fruit loops and hoped that whatever johnnys plans were, they can top those sugar coated wheat circles.

                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt.8

 authors note: this scene is super short but I wanted to split it up from the smut one,, :)

you were driving over to johnnys dorm at 11 p.m for one of many reasons. the most important one is dealing with the fact that two nights ago you had confessed to johnny about your old girlfriend that you still love and how you cant fully love him until you let her go.

the other fact is that after you cried in his arms and fell asleep with dried tears on your eyes still in his grip.

when that happened, in the morning you had woken up before him. and you sat up and stared at his resting face thinking long and hard about your priorities and morals.

 that did absolutely nothing and just left you really confused and tired. so you decided to fall back asleep. when you laid down, in his sleep johnny pulled you towards himself and placed his forehead against yours.

 you smiled softly, watching this all too familiar scene play out in front of you.

when you remembered jisoo, you didn't remember her placing her forehead against yours in the midst of a deep sleep, or the way she'd laugh with her whole face and try to convince you to throw chocolate into her mouth from across the kitchen even though she never once caught it.

you only remember her absence, your crippling pain and what hers must of been like.

you decided when thinking about it, that that's no way to live. and un fare for you to remember jisoo in such a horrible way when she was the exact opposite.

so for the sake of you both, you have to move on.

when you drive to his house and confess this, you don't expect johnny to kiss you in his doorway or understand why you changed your mind so quickly. but you really like him and know you have to try and resolve this issue.

 when you knocked on his dorm door, you weren't shaking or nauseas.

because your days of nausea and crying were behind you, you had moved on with as much bravery and strength as you could muster.

 "y/n?"

johnny looks so shocked to see you outside.

 "hi" you whisper.

"um, please come in"

he gestures still surprised from your sudden arrival.

 "I need to talk to you." you confess as soon as the door shuts behind you.

"sure, anything you want" johnny whispers concerned.

 "come into my room so we don't wake the boys."

you nod and follow johnny, collecting your thoughts.

the door shuts as a low set lamp light illuminates the beautiful shadows of johnnys face and yours alike. he waits for you to say something, anything.

"I choose you." you whisper uneven.

 " I cant hold onto the past like I was. I need a real future with someone johnny.

 I need you."

he doesn't react at first and stands there like stone in the dark room. then all of a sudden he barrels towards you and wraps his long arms around, gripping you in a warm hug as he kisses you passionately.

hes so happy, hes so happy that you want to be with him and that he gets to be with such you.

 "does this make me your girlfriend?" you question lightly in his ear.

he pulls away so he can look at your soft face.

 "can it?" he questions full of hope.

 you nod twice smiling as he hugs you again, grinning into your hair.

"what now?" johnny questions after you both lay back on his bed, slightly exhausted from all of the excitement.

 "I think its too late for you to drive home so you can have the couch again-"

 you shut him up by steam rolling ontop of him.

"I have a better idea." you whisper.

because another fact, is that you had been insanely horny before you drove over, and expect to finish what was started the other night.

 johnnys expression turns dark, matching yours.

"if you insist," he moans in a low tone.

"oh I do." you reply with a smirk.

all traces of sadness and confusion had long  left your body. all you have left is desire.

desire for a man who is right in front of you.

                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt.7

you wake up with harsh sunlight piercing through your drowsy eyes. you jolt suddenly because youre not in your bed, there are mens clothes on the floor and there is someone sleeping beside you.

 then you remembered in a single exhale.

you were at johnnys dorm, in his bed beside him. you'd kissed him and told him your deepest secrets and he talked to you about a russian author and being in jail. 

you exhale flopping back onto his warm bed no longer concerned about whatever was outside of his soft sheets. you feel a hand tug on your hair and flip over smiling.

"how you doing sleepy head?" he drolls in a deep morning voice that is so enticing your tongue almost lolls out of your mouth.

 you push it back and play with the curly hairs on the top of his head. he trails his hand down your back, but not too far. he still remembers what happened last night.

he watches you scrunch up your face, then laugh at something.

 "what?"

he questions perplexed.

"all of my boogers fell to one side of my nose and now i cant breathe out of it."

johnny laughs and snorts, watching you continually try to breathe out of your nostril, smiling from how weird you could be. he never thought youd say something like that, but then again who is johnny to think that he knows everything your going to say.

"that's gross but slightly insightful." he retorts. you then mock push him.

after, johnny looks down because he feels a sharp pain.

and now he has two major problems.

 the first is that he has major morning wood, probably part of it still lingering from last night. but nonetheless, he knew it wasn't going to go away by thinking about rotten fruit or elderly people.

 the second is that he's laying beside a beautiful girl who is millimeters away from rubbing against his boner, and if he gets up she'll definitely notice and get weirded out.

 this whole restraint thing was going to be harder than he thought.

you stretch out your legs unaware of what's happening underneath the covers. you have no problem sharing a bed with johnny even though you aren't dating. you've never had a great grasp of "personal space." and this to you, was no different.

 "im really hungry is it okay if i get something from your kitchen?" you ask hoping johnny can hear your stomach growl for emphasis.

"i don't know if that's such a good idea, all the boys are home. i could bring something in for you?" he tries to convince you unable to imagine what the boys would do if they saw you.

 "nonsense, i have brothers, and im hungry."

you hop out of bed stretching your aching muscles from sleeping cuddled into johnny.

" y/n can you at least put some pants on, look i have some here."

he really doesn't want the other guys looking at your legs. not only does he feel slightly territorial over you, he knows they'd stare and think about you, which enrages him.

he reaches over to the dresser beside him making sure too keep the covers over his "problem" frantically looking for anything to cover your gorgeous legs.

 "nope ill be to sweaty." you insist, not sure why hes being so weird about you going to get food.

"oh! after can you also get my clothes out of the dryer ." you sing as you practically skip out of his room. johnny slaps himself on the head laying back in awe.

how could you be so bratty yet cute. he wants to go and monitor you in the kitchen.

but first he needs a cold shower.

you roll up the sleeves on johnnys t shirt exposing your arms to the cold air. you walk fast, your hunger from not eating dinner carrying you to where you think the kitchen is. after two dead ends you finally find it.

you also find that youre not alone.

sitting wide eyed, is haechan and jungwoo. you don't falter as you stride into the kitchen, leaning onto the table they were eating cereal off of.

"hello gentlemen,"

you crescendo, smiling mockingly at the two shocked boys.

"if one of you could tell me where the cereal and bowls are it would be greatly appreciated."

 no one answers for a minute and you wonder if somebody has placed wax figures around the table as a prank. then jungwoo narrows his eyes at you with  killer intensity.

 "who are you here with." he interrogates. you lean far over the table so you are inches away from jungwoos scowling face.

you scowl back.

"and what does this have to do with your cereal?" you question as you both stare at eachother with deadly focus.

"woah purple silk alert!" you hear someone yell having to side step into the kitchen to avoid bumping into your butt.

you break staring at jungwoo to see who you almost backed up into. it was mark, and he was staring at you with the same confused expression as the boys had.

"what are you staring at? have you never seen anyone in a kitchen before?"

mark throws his hands up in mock defence at your sudden sass. you chuckle,

you like this one.

on the other hand, jungwoo and haechan are still staring at you like little children.

"what brings you here?" haechan questions.

 "hunger, i suspect the same reasons as you." you reply coldly.

 he nods his head seriously like you were both in an interrogation room.

"okay fine we'll do this the hard way then!" mark exclaims throwing himself on the opposite side of the table to question you as well no doubt.

you continue coldly staring at the three members. no fear in sight.

"favorite movie?" mark asks.

"dazed and confused."

"favorite food?"

 "im not picky."

 "green or blue?"

"green."

 "superhuman or fool?"

 "what?" you question.

 "shes johnnys!" mark exclaims throwing his hands up in triumph.

you smack your palms across the table as jungwoo and haechan smirk in triumph as well. they didn't even do anything, no fair.

then you hear footsteps and look back to see johnny freeze mid stride.

he walks into the kitchen to see you bent over the table with mark haechan and jungwoo zealously victory dancing. you scowl at him for no apparent reason and he thinks hes about to explode from confusion and annoyance, right there in his kitchen.

" i like this one." you state pointing over to mark who is currently doing the macerana on top of jungwoo. he smiles over at johnny.

 "i approve by the way." he smirks still dancing.

"thanks?"

 johnny is so lost but he plays along so he can get the both of you cereal. you couldn't, because you were preoccupied in trying to stop the boys annoying maceranas. very serious business.

four minutes later you were happily eating fruit loops sitting beside johnny and the others. you didn't notice the boys secretly sneaking looks at your body every so often, or johnny turning redder and redder each time they smirked and winked at him.

a few minutes later you were happily eating your second bowl and mark and jungwoo announce they are going to go get groceries, but not before attempting to playfully punch johnny.

johnny holds his hands up in surrender and then they rough him up while laughing diabolically. "good job johnny" you hear mark say.

"youre my hero johnny!!"

jungwoo screams patting him on the back. you smile at how flustered johnny looks because the boys think you slept together. you were fine with whatever the boys thought, johnny on the other hand did not seem to have the same mentality.

over the course of ten minutes yuta, jaehyun and taeil check you out as well. taeil even whistles at you, punching johnny in the back. you mock bow at him and he laughs.

johnny wants to disappear or scream:

 " i didn't actually sleep with her you dicks."

 but he decides not too, not wanting to get a bigger rise out of them. you were actually quite enjoying all of the teasing though.

then taeyong comes in, his eyes only half open. then he sees you, freezes and points right at you, then at johnny. piecing together what had happened

"jonathan old boy you did it!"

he jumps. definitely going to make a huge deal out of this.

"okay that's enough cereal for now!"

johnny exclaims taking your half full bowl out of your hands, practically throwing it into the sink.

"never would i of thought you'd be with someone like her, i happen to admit that im pleasantly surprised jonathan!"

taeyong continues as johnny hastily lifts you out of your chair and starts pushing you into the hallway despite your protest.

 "im taeyong pleased to meet you!" he screams peaking over the kitchen corner holding a hand over johnnys head for you to shake. you just barely grab onto it and shake, yelling back.

 "im y/n and the pleasure is all mine!" 

taeyong smiles a cheeky smile and you laugh as johnny continues to  push you into his room. as soon as you get inside you sit on his bed pretending to be completely oblivious that any of this had affected him.

 johnny growls at your bratty smile. he crumples onto the bed beside you pulling at his hair. you giggle intently at how embarrassed he is. this is definetly going to be more fun then you thought.

                   word count: 1.7k+

rating: m

genre: drama, mystery, smut, romance, sad

warnings: dark themes, smut, talk of suicide and depression

pairing: johnny x reader

pt 2

youre an idiot, you are an absolute idiot for sitting in a convenient store next to a crying man who happened to be johnny seo. you don't know what came over you or why johnny opened up and talked to you.

but you felt something special, in the way he spoke and made you feel. hes different, you don't know why. but the coincidence of that situation is all too real to be dismissed.

 typical you, you go into a convenient store for almond milk and blackberries and walk out with some freaky connection to a member of NCT.

 you slap your forehead multiple times in sheer disbelief as the people in the coffee shop look at you with concerned expressions. several forehead slaps later you regain your composure. then sit up straight, push your glasses up your nose and fix the back of your hair.

jack kerouac seems all too boring to read at the moment, so you place the book pages face up on the table in defeat.

its been five days since the "convenient store" had happened and your mind has been askew ever since. reading and sleeping have become difficult because you cant focus or stop your brains endless regurgitation of the events.

you long for a cigarette but opt for the coffee and croissant placed at the opposite end of your table instead. because one positive aspect of enduring a time consuming  crisis is that food seemed to taste better and coffee seemed stronger.

you calm yourself by listening to the lull of violins seeping through the cafes radio.

you hear the door open and the coffee grinder start. the cold from outside circulates the café and sends a sharp chill up your leg, you reach over to put your book in your bag but find a figure standing beside you instead. you jump up almost hitting them in the head. 

"jesus!"

you look up to find johnny beside you yet again.

"jesus!"

you say again. your heart is galloping in your chest. you calmly slip the book into your bag and try to regulate your heart rate.

 "sorry, i saw that you were here and i just wanted to say hi and maybe talk about a few things."

"yes of course" you reply motioning  for him to sit.

you don't really understand why hes here. you thought youd never see him again, him being a celebrity and all, but here he is none the less.

"sorry for intruding but I just had to see you again." you nod still confused.

johnny is too, but hes been thinking of you and believes the best way to get over you is to talk everything over and hopefully leave this coffee shop with a peaceful conscience.

"so?" you start unable to think of anything else.

 "first I just wanted to say im not who you think I am." you look straight into johnnys eyes to see If hes joking, but hes not. he really thinks that you don't know who he is. people thought you were stupid, but this? just embarrassing.

"okay well here it goes," johnny says genuinely concerned. you try to supress your laughs.

"im actually johnny seo, from NCT." his eyes widen, nervous as he looks into yours, you don't even blink.

 "im y/n." you reply holding your hand out to shake.

"from this city"

you add with a light smile. he tilts his head in surprise that you weren't at all effected by his big news.

that was ten minutes of practicing that neither himself, nor his mirror would ever get back.

he slowly shakes your hand. he doesn't ask if you knew, but he gathers that you did and prays that his face isn't turning as red as he feels. you seem so oblivious to who he is and act completely normal around him, now even a little rude.

 almost no normal people acted like that around him.

 "okay, now that that's over with," he chuckles lightly. "I just wanted to talk about the convenient store." you nod, wanting to address that as well.

 " first off thank you, I don't know what I would've done if you weren't there. I was in a bad place, and, well..." he trails off staring at the ground no doubt reminiscing what had happened. you wait for him to continue.

 "something had happened before, and I just couldn't take it anymore, and then that happened. im pretty embarrassed now actually, but... I- I really don't think I could of avoided it."

his voice grew softer and softer, his tone reminded you of her yet again. trying to comfort him, you speak,

 "one. don't feel embarrassed, what happened happened, im glad I could be there, and who gives a shit anyways. two, you don't have to thank me. I did that because I wanted to and you helped me a lot too."

 he tilts an eyebrow unconvinced.

 "hey, believe it or not people can be in a bad place. just not look it." you say probably too firmly. 

he throws his hands up in mock defence which thankfully lightens the mood. you smile lightly.

"okay fair enough," johnny nods slowly then speaks.

"i don't think ill ever be in the place i was when you found me, but i do think i still want to be with you. if-if youre okay with that?"

he looks at you in question hoping to god you don't say no. he didn't mean to ask to see you again, but once the two of you started talking he knew he had too ask. you nod your head.

 "no i'd actually like that very much, can i give you my number?" you question in a slight high pitched voice, no doubt from nerves.

"strictly for our business agreement of course," you add.

 he laughs and pulls his phone out of his back pocket and hands it to you. you shakily type in your number, then hand him his phone back. johnny tries to hide his blushing but is sure his ears are giving him away.

"oh soot, i have a rehearsal that was postponed to later tonight. i better get going."

 "oh yea that's fine i uh hope you have fun." you say all too quietly.

 "i'll text you soon!" he beams as he runs out definitely late.

"sure!" you trail off unsure if he heard you. you pull your fingers through your hair wondering how many phone numbers johnny has given out, and why it upset you that he had to leave so soon. 

you hear your phone buzz and pull it out of your bag. anyone else sitting around you would of found it weird that you were stupidly smiling into the screen of your phone. but you could care less, because the notification was a text that read:

"how's tuesday night at my place?"

god, hes slick now? you never would of thought. you also never would of thought that youd reply:

"ya sure! ill be there for 8:30. but don't worry we wont go past your bed time :)"

god, what are you going to do with yourself.

pt.3