The alarm clock was the last thing he wanted to hear this morning. He got up to find his two friends eating some breakfast. Doyoung's face was a bit swollen, probably from all of the crying he went through yesterday. Other than that, he seemed fine.

'Morning.' He slowly said. After a second, Johnny happily joined them. 'Ten, you'll never guess what happened.' he was excited. 'Hansol made a reaction video of Taeyong reacting to himself from yesterday. He is so funny, man. First, watch the original video of you and him. He just sent it to me. Here watch.' Ten took the phone to himself while pressing the play button.

'Stop.' Johnny took Doyoung's phone from the table. 'I'm bringing this to the next level. So this is a reaction video from Ten reacting to his lovely Taeyong being drunk. And you can start watching.' Ten knew Taeyong would ignore him now. Heck, he won't ever look at him again, but seeing these videos made him smile; it made him smile because he wanted that to happen not only in his dreams or when Taeyong is drunk. He wants to make him happy; being content with his life means Ten is also comfortable. He recalled every detail from yesterday, not missing a single action. After seeing it again, he couldn't get over Taeyong's beauty and cuteness. The reaction video of Taeyong was a whole different story. In a few words...seeing Taeyong react like this made Ten want to dig out his grave. 

While the three of them enjoyed their morning quite a lot, someone had a terrible one. 

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His head hurt so much that he thought it would explode. He barely remembered what had happened yesterday. 

'Our sleeping beauty is awake.' Hansol proclaimed when he saw Taeyong walking through the door. 'I was scared we'll have to call your prince Charming to wake you up.' He sang.

'What's this? Why are you so happy all of a sudden?' He was grumpy, like always. 'What prince?' He sat down.

'Your dear future husband, the apple of your eye, the sole of your existence....should I continue?' He teased while Jaehyun entered the room.

'Hyung, are you okay now?' He looked relieved.

'Why wouldn't I be? And Hansol, what do you mean? What happened yesterday? I didn't even get that drunk... I remember most things. The marriage and all.' He smiled once. 'I can finally choose my partner.'

'Looks like you already did, my friend.' Hansol said. 'Even before I could count to ten. He coughed. 'I said Ten. That's T-E-N.' He spelled.

'I don't get you today. Did I go to sleep after I got here? I don't remember anything happening here.' He scratched his head.

'I knew this would happen.' Hansol tapped his shoulder. 'That is why my friend... I made an evening documentary for you to see.' He clapped happily.

'No!' Jaehyun grabbed Hansol's phone. 'He doesn't need to see this.' He whispered to Hansol. 

'The start of his relationship is on that video; I'm sure you want to see it.' He turned to Taeyong.

'Give me that.' Taeyong harshly pulled out the phone. He sat down on the table and pressed play. Hansol then took Jaehyun's phone so that he could do a reaction video. Holy sweet cow! Taeyong almost dropped the phone. The first scene showed him hugging the living life out of Ten. Then he heard himself talk. 'I like your nose. It is so cute. How can your eyelashes be so long and pretty? And your eyes... do you want me to drown in them?' He kept nuzzling Ten's neck. The next scene showed them playing what now Taeyong assuming was the truth and dare... he kept hugging Ten, and then he harshly fed him popcorn. When Hansol was doing some challenges, Taeyong stopped him in between. 

'I have to say something.' He then glued himself off Ten so he could stare into his eyes.

'Ten...even if your name is Ten and you are perfect in every way on a scale from 1 to 10, you are still a 9.' He hugged him again. 'Because I am the one you need.' The video was blurred up and quivering because of Hansol's laughing. 

The last cut was from his room. 'No, Tennie, don't leave. Stay here.' He was begging Ten. 'I want to be clos