tracks // johnten

Havana, ooh na-na

Out of all the things in the world Ten hated, he was getting dragged to do the thing he hated the most.

Ten is a simple guy. He's 21, has an apartment, he's living life. He's a jokester, but he's not good socially. He likes to make friends, he just can't communicate well. But that's aside the point.

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10:35am

Ten pours himself a cup of coffee as he scratches his head. He walks over to the fridge and grabs his bottle of coffee creamer, slowly pouring the liquid into his mug as he watched the colours slowly shift and change from dark to light. The smell of warm coffee and his TV playing in the mornings was all he needed. Ten had no interruptions, and he lived alone. He sat on the couch, crossing his legs as he pulled the small throw blanket over his lap as he watched the screen.

His phone was sat on the coffee table in front of him. His phone vibrated as his eyebrows raised, swallowing his coffee as he set the mug down on a coaster and then picked up his phone. He scans his thumb print, then going to his messages as he squints a bit to read, considering the fact he's slowly waking up, his vision still isn't the best at the moment.

"Hey. So, we know you hate socialization unless it's with us, but they recently moved the 127 Club closer to your area, and it's a bigger building. The rest of us were planning on going to check it out and just to have fun, wanna come?"

Ten reads the message, sent from his friend Taeyong as he thought for a moment and bit his lip. He knows for a fact he can't stand big crowds, hell, even his friends know that for a fact. The last time they tried to take Ten to a soccer game, the guy nearly passed out from being anxious.

"I dunno. You know how I am in crowds."

"Respectable."

Ten raised his eyebrows at the response. Usually Taeyong would say some exaggerated paragraph as to why Ten should come with them, or even playfully guilt trip the boy, so the response from Taeyong actually took him back. He wasn't complaining though. If Taeyong wasn't bitching at him to join their plans, then he was perfectly fine with that.

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2:17pm

Ten was now dressed in his usual wear. The male was in a long sleeve sweater with the sleeves rolled up, along with black skinny jeans and some old school Vans to finish off his simple outfit. Ten was cleaning up his apartment, humming softly as he fixed up anything that seemed dirty, but in reality his apartment was basically spotless. In the middle
of dusting, he heard a knock at his door as he turned his head.

"Coming!" He called out and set down the duster. He clapped his hands together and quickly went to the door, opening it up as his expression turned annoyed.

Standing on the other side was Taeyong, a smug grin on his face as Jaehyun, Doyoung, and Yuta were also standing alongside Taeyong.

"Hi." Taeyong simply greeted as he chuckled and took a step in, the others following behind Taeyong as Ten crosses his arms and raised an eyebrow.

"Taeyong, you know I'm god awful at communicating. You think dragging me to a club is a good idea?" Ten said sassily as Jaehyun 'Oohed' at the response.

"Ten, hiding yourself in your apartment isn't going to help you improve communication. You tell us you want to meet people, nows your chance." Yuta shrugged and nodded, a somewhat cocky expression on his face as Ten sighed.