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"didn't belle hav stockholm syndrome to the beast?" mark said as he cuddled into johnny. the were cuddled up together on the sofa with blankets all around them while they binged on snacks and watched every single disney movie. "or was it schizophrenia."

johnny furrowed his eyebrows at him. "why do you know that? i thought you weren't interested in those things."

mark sighed, resting his head on johnny's broad shoulders, drinking water. "donghyuck made me watch ted-ed videos and other videos that were similar to ted-ed and made me translate. i had to explain for like half an hour." johnny chuckled as he placed one of his hand on mark's hips, changing the movie to a wreck it ralph movie.

"i haven't watch the second one yet."

"me neither. should we watch it?"

"of course." johnny grinned as he turned it on, placing the remote down and opening a can of pringles. he fed one to mark before eating one himself.

as the movie went on, mark and johnny both laughed happily. these kinds of movie night that consisted of only the two of them together in a quiet room while the tv shined brightly, it was the best nights they could ever have.

mark yawned and hummed in bliss, smiling. johnny saw him smiling and smiled back.

",, i think it was stockholm syndrome."

"knew it."

"you literally said 'or was it schizophrenia', mark."

"i said what i said."

"sure you did."