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Having a break from their hectic schedules was rare, yet not impossible. The couple was expecting to spend some time together during the holidays rather anxiously, having previously planned a couple of things in the past two months. At the moment Kyungsoo heard the sound of the doorbell ring at his apartment, he knew she finally arrived. Not wanting to make his girlfriend wait, the vocalist opened the door and met with a very smiley Seolhyun, holding a couple of packages around her arms. âCome in, let me help you with all those things.â He said while smiling, picking up all the things the female brought with her. Kyungsoo had a few things prepared for the special evening: hot chocolate in decorative mugs, her favorite Christmas soundtrack â TTSâs Dear Santa â playing on the background, a few decorations here and there, including a mistletoe for kissing purposes. He helped her taking off her coat but was surprised when she mentioned a surprise. Kyungsoo quirked one of his eyebrows up, suspecting Seolhyunâs unexpected surprises, and as he feared, the female indeed had something embarrassing for him: a pair of matching sweaters for both to warm up together. âAre you for realâŚ? Do I really have to wear this?â
   * I excited rustled through the building with the bags in my hand until I arrived right in front of the door. I raised a finger to press the doorbell, struggling from the weight of the bags and called out his name in singing tone, âOppppaaa~â. Moments later the door swung open and I greeted him with the biggest smile that came naturally whenever he showed up. I quickly walked in towards the living room, not risking to waste any time. I kicked off my heels in the front of the door and gave him a few bags of the material I brought. Automatically, I started humming along to the song playing in the background, taking a small sniff of the hot chocolate.Â
As the perfect girlfriend, I spend my alone time trying to find ways to torture my baby, ugly sweaters were the way. And since he liked black, I made sure to get a shirt with anything but that! I pulled it out of the bag I was holding and gave him an excited smile. âCome on! Youâre going to love it. Itâll look cu-- handsome on you! My man can make anything look like a designer brand.â I sweet talked him into it, giving him a small pout as I attempted to persuade. âPlease? For me...? For our first christmas together?â I begged one last time. âPlus! We need to wear it when we make our gingerbread houses!â I squealed, hopping in my step as I tossed the shirt towards him.Â








