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"Babe I'm the present" he said dryly.
Although y/n was still confused, hearing him call her babe made her heart jump a little. Johnny sat curled up with his knees to his chin squeezed inside of a large box trying his hardest to cover the top over him.
"You know what, go back outside and walk in again. I'll get it this time" he instructs.
Y/n blinks slowly but follows his instructions, closing the door and standing outside. She leans her ear against the door.
"Can I come back in now?" she asks through the door.
She hears some shuffling and then a loud thud. Y/n opens the door quickly to see her beloved boyfriend face down, on the floor, halfway in a box. She kneels next to him carefully helping him up.
"Are you ok?" She asks worriedly dusting off his soft grey sweater jacket. His pink lips pouted out at her as her hands fussed over the dust on his cheeks and fixing his hair.
"That was supposed to work" he sighs. She can't help but softly smile.
"It definitely surprised me, and it was very cute," she said, leaning back to sit on the floor with him. She removes the balloon strings he had tied around his wrist. now free the balloons, that were already halfway deflated stumbled across the floor.
"Where did you even get this box from, is this why you called me to come over?" She asked looking at the box that, upon further inspection was actually ripped at the corners. He sighed, slumping further.
"It was supposed to be romantic, not just cute" he groaned. His blonde hair, which was now growing out with brown roots, stuck in the air in weird angles after being tumbled.
Y/n bit back a smile. Johnny reached out and pulled her hands to his cheeks, cradling his face with her hands, his own hands above hers. Y/n squished his cheeks softly, his determined pouty face distorting.
He laughed, nuzzling his cheeks against her warm hands. He reaches out and squishes her cheeks. His large hands gently rubbing her face.
"Ugh don't copy me" y/n says playfully, taking this perfect opportunity to use his saying against him.
He laughs again, letting his hands drop from her face. His laugh is such a comfortable sound. Y/n releases his cheeks too. Her hands resting on his.
He looks down at both of their hands and slowly pulls his hand up. He shows his hand to her and gently guides her hand to touch palm to palm to his. The tips of her fingers tried to stretch to reach his, unsurprisingly not as long as his.
He watches their hands intently, fascinated by the difference between their hands, the shapes of their fingers, the softness of their knuckles.
"Look at how small you are" he coos.
Embarrassed y/n tries to move away but Johnny interlocks his fingers with hers. His eyes now looked straight into hers, a habit he loved to do. Ok she could do this, impromptu staring competition was a go! He pulls her hand up to his lips, softly placing a kiss to the back of her knuckles. Flustered y/n breaks eye contact. He always won eye contact challenges.
"Ha, I win" he charades. He releases her hand and instead picks up the box cover which he tries to balance on his head.
"You might as well be a big cat" she chides. Big intuitive eyes, upturned lips and now a fascination with boxes.
"And you might as well be mine~" he says with a wink. Y/n covers her face with her hands as her embarrassment takes over.
She was being flirted with by a guy sitting on the floor balancing a box cover on his head.
She felt his presence come closer to her and soft kisses placed on the backs of both her hands.
"Thanks for coming y/n" he said sweetly.
Y/n dropped her hands with her face filled with confusion.
"Johnny….it's your birthday, of course I'd come" she said matter of factly.
"I was actually surprised that your schedule let up for you to have free time. I was kind of worried cuz the gift I'm preparing for you will be finished by this weekend for our 'post-birthday not birthday' date we had planned" she explained.
He raised his eyebrows.
"You have a special gift?" He asked. She pushes his shoulder playfully.
"Of course dummy, you're acting as if I never give you gifts. I think you'll like it a lot" she rolled her eyes but then suddenly remembered something with a jump.
She bit the inside of her cheek, turning around to dig through her bag.
"Um, so I actually brought something for you to have during your actual birthday, I wasn't planning for it but I got something quick on the way here…" she said nervously.
Curious, Johnny leans forward resting his chin on his hand as his eyes intently followed her movements.
Y/n pulls out a bow, a red ribbon done up into a packaging bow. She peels of a sticker on the back and sticks the ribbon to her forehead.
"Tadaaa...I'm...the... present…" she said, her voice slowly becoming less enthusiastic as the embarrassment settles in.
Johnny's expression was hard to read. Was it a deadpan or was slightly suppressing a smile?
"Oh really?", He asked wiggling his eyebrows at her. He played with the ends of the ribbons landing on her face, now almost as red as her cheeks.
Then an answer seemed to enter his brain.
"Hey! You copied me! I said I was the present first, we both can't be presents" he suddenly leaned back, faking betrayal.
Y/n laughed, his exaggerated expressions making her keel over.
She pushed herself to standing up and walked past him still snickering.
"Where are you going?" Johnny asks, leaning back completely so he could look where she went without turning his body. She looked back at him, wiping a tear from the edge of her eyes from laughing.
"To go make your favourite food, I brought the things in my bag." she said, pulling up her bag.
"Oh...when you said that you were the present I thought there'd be some unwrapping involved…" he said with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows. His eyes looked her up and down fir added effect. Y/n almost choked on air.
"Mr. SUH! I can't believe you, if you want to unwrap something so bad come help me with the cooking" she scoffed, her eyes opening wide when she realized his thoughts. She stomps off to the kitchen.
Johnny nonchalantly followed, a huge smile plastered on his lips.
He hugs her from behind as she rest down her bag on the counter. Her head craned up to look at him and he reflexively leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"This is all I need" he said, his sweet tone making y/n flustered.
She wasn't sure what he meant exactly but felt her heart speed up again.
Warm food, a cool evening, a perfect well spent. After all, of all the gifts he got today on his birthday, his favourite gift was you.