A/N: Here’s the first story from my hella late Christmas challenge with @gonnagetyoubaby. Took me a century but I ended up writing most of it in a single sitting. Anyway, enjoy!
ALOO & MANO’S CHRISTMAS WRITING CHALLENGE
1. “You’re cute when you’re freezing.”
Pairing: Sehun/Reader
Word Count: 1k
Summary: Sehun is a jealous, Christmas-loving dick. You’re sick of Christmas and Sehun’s bullshit. Also Taeyong didn't deserve this disrespect.
It had all started one fine afternoon, just before the sun had started to set and a few minutes after the busy streets of Seoul were beginning to get covered in snow.
“Noona, are you sure you’re not cold? You can have my jacket.”
“Always the gentleman, Taeyong.”
“Don’t make me blush, noona.”
“You’re cute when you’re freezing.”
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“…until when are you gonna keep this up?” you said, trying to massage away the dull ache in your temples. “Because I’m getting really tired, you know.”
The slumped figure on the couch stood up so suddenly, you had to take a step back in shock.
“Oh no!” he dramatically exclaimed, arms thrown in the air making strange movements. “My baby is tired?” he gasped. “What ever could I do?” he clasped his hands in mock prayer, eyebrows furrowed in deep thought.
“I swear I keep trying to turn off this darned heating in this house, but I guess the weather is warm enough for me to not need a jacket! I am so sorry to disappoint you, perhaps you could go find Taeyong’s incredibly cute freezing ass for your enjoyment?”
Your jaw dropped. “What’s your damage, Sehun?”
“Being too accustomed to winter, thus disabling me with a lack of cuteness, I guess.”
You rolled your eyes.
“I can’t believe you’re being such a huge baby over this, Sehun.” you sighed, heading over to the kitchen to get started with lunch. “I already told you, Taeyong is like a little brother to me.”
Sehun followed you into the kitchen, his narrowed eyes fixated on your back. “A little brother, huh? Never pinned you for the incestuous type, babe.” he scoffed.
You turned your back sharply to face him, a scowl deeper than his adorning your annoyed face. “Wow, Sehun.” your eyes narrowed at his smug face. “I’m not gonna stand here and hear your accusations about a conversation you eavesdropped on, you creep.”
“Creep?! I’m the creep?” Sehun took one step too close to you, his shoulders crouching just enough to meet your height. “Yes, Sehun, you’re the creep spying on your girlfriend having a conversation at work.” you took the defensive stance because one, you were in the right, and two, this was the best way to get him riled up beyond his mock hurt.
“So, yeah, if you could maybe take a step back and mind your own business, honey.” you flashed a fake smile at him and strutted your way back to the living room, angry shuffling tracing your steps right behind you.
“You know what?” Sehun hissed. “I’ll mind my own business. Don’t even bother talking to me.”
You smirked, whipping around to face the fuming cloud of jealousy surrounding your boyfriend.
“Okie dokie, Sehun.” you batted your eyelashes at him. “No talking, no Christmas then.”
Sehun sputtered in shock. “What do you mean no Christmas?!” he gasped, a look of horror seeping into his eyes.
You grinned back at him, glancing behind your back over to the bare Christmas tree you two had planned on decorating over the weekend. “Guess I’ll take the tree down now.” you sighed in mock sadness. “Where’s the joy in Christmas when there’s no love?”
Sehun ran over to the Christmas tree, his arms protectively extended in front of the tree.
“How dare you cancel Christmas, you fiend!” he cried in horror. “Who do you think you are, Jesus Christ?”
You snorted out loud, taking a step towards Sehun’s protective stance. “Listen, that’s what you get for being a big ass baby. Now move.” you sneered, reaching out behind Sehun to grab the Christmas tree’s base. “Christmas is nothing more than a marketing ploy targeted to babies like you, who lap up all that propaganda and surrender your wallet like a puppet.”
“That’s fucked up, why would you say that?” Sehun was so offended he couldn’t even come up with one of his usual snarky retorts. You giggled at his furrowed eyebrows as he blinked down at you, his eyes laced with a sort of sadness that tugged at your heartstrings, but not really.
He was still in his protective stance in front of the Christmas tree as you grinned back at him. “Why not say it? It’s the truth you just can’t handle, babe.” you let out a long sigh.
“I can’t believe you’re making me suffer even more after what you did to me.” Sehun snapped back, his signature dramatic whining making a comeback. You rolled your eyes back at him for what felt like the millionth time that day.
“Your stupid jealousy did it to you, not me. Now move before I kick your ass and snap this tree in half.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Oh my god, Seh-“
Sehun cut you off by sweeping you off the floor and into his arms, his nose touching yours as you could only let out a squeak in surprise.
“Wh-what are you doing, stupid!” you cried out, slapping his arm as he only tightened his grip.
“Let me go!”
“Take it back.” Sehun smirked, his arms securing your legs around his torso, preventing you from breaking away from his prison.
“Take what back?” you snapped, squirming in his embrace. “You take back your dumb ass accusations.”
Sehun scoffed. “Take back what you said about Christmas and I’ll forgive you for cheating on me.” he countered, fake smile plastered on his handsome (but stupid) features.
“Wow.”
“Yes, wow. I can’t believe you’d disrespect Christmas like this.”
“I’m talking about you calling me a cheater, dumbass. You’re gonna die”
“Yeah, I don’t think so.” he snickered, knowing full well he had you wrapped around his fingertips. “Say Christmas isn’t stupid and I’ll find the courage in my heart to forgive your betrayal.”
You narrowed your eyes at him, offering him a sigh of defeat that only made his smug grin wider.
“Fine. Christmas IS stupid, but I guess it’s more than just a marketing ploy and it brings people together.” you said the last part sarcastically, which didn’t go unnoticed by Sehun but he chose to ignore it. “And I won’t take down the tree.” you added last, rolling your eyes.
“Forgiven.” Sehun announced, finally setting you down on the floor, your arms wrapped around his neck.
“Uh, excuse me?” you deadpanned, raising your eyebrow at him.
“I said you’re forgiven, and you know who’s the real idiot here?”
“Who?”
“Taeyong. Fuck that guy.”












