"pack a bag." johnny said after waking up from the small nap the two of them took.

they both sat on the small couch, ten perched basically in the olders lap. his chin was resting on johnnys shoulder, his face fitting in the crease of his neck.

their arms were a tangled mess, johnny struggling to free one arm. once he did he ran his fingers comfortingly through the youngest hair.

"what?" he asked, his face starting cutely at johnny.

"pack a bag. we're going to go somewhere. i have no idea where, but we should go somewhere."

ten giggled into his hands, thinking he was joking. when he saw the older looking at him with a straight face he slowly stopped. "you're serious?"

"hell yeah! let's go for a ride. anywhere we want."

"you literally have no idea how much i want to say yes. but-"

"but what? you deserve it!" johnny defended holding the younger tightly against him.

"but you have fans and i mean, like, nothing to them." ten whispered, his face in the crooks of the olders neck again.

"bullshit! they love you, i—" johnny stopped himself before he let too much slip.

"okay," ten sighed, getting up and throwing clothes messily in a backpack. "let's go, crazy."