Johnny always bought outfits, basically wherever he went. He thought it was fun to wear then out publicly, or if they were just some outfits for his husband. He had recently bought an outfit he figured his husband would enjoy seeing on him. It was just a pink hoodie, innocent enough, and he also got some very very small boxers and translucent thigh highs that connected to the boxers with a string.

Johnny had been boringly lounging around his big house all day, and spent the last hour sitting on the couch as he waited for his husband to come home. He kicked his legs a little bit as he sat on his stomach, cheek pressed and propped up against his palm.