johnhyeon:

He blinks, looking at the clothing the other had bought for him.
“Well…” he starts awkwardly, eyebrows creasing into a slight frown. “I do know it’s a kind intention of yours. But do you remember how old am I this year? It’s no longer the age for me to wear a… onesie.”

“You must be joking.” His foot is prodding carefully at the onesie splayed out on the floor in all its frightening glory, a hand moving to rest on his hip as the other works a grandiose gesture towards what could be considered the outfit’s selling qualities. “They have these in adult sizes for a reason. And look, it’s–” 

His brows raise in a way that somehow manages to be pointed as he continues, “–it’s a dragon. It even has a little spike on the back. I think this could actually be the epitome of maturity right here.”