notes: hannah is tired from practice on christmas eve but comes home to a surprise from one of her favortie people
setting: lee siblings dorm, december 24, 2023
word count: 1353
(dialogue in italics are spoken in english)
Practice ran late, considering their performance was the next day. Hannah was worried about Mark seeing as he was performing for three units in a row, and he never seemed to stop going full out. Now, as they were heading to their dorm, Hannah, Haechan, and Mark were silent in the car.
She looked over at the other two, just in time to see Haechan check his phone like he got a notification, and Mark asleep, somehow still muttering the lines of his raps even unaware.
“He needs to take a break,” Hannah muttered.
“I agree,” Haechan put his phone down, shocking her because she didn’t think he was paying attention, “I already reported him to Yoonmi. I’m also taking him up to Taeyong hyung because he wants to leader-talk him. Will you be okay going up to the sixth floor on your own?”
She nodded at him, “I’ll make us a good dinner. Any requests?”
“I trust the chef,” he gave her a tired smile. “I also want you in bed by midnight, so something quick.”
“Got it, oppa,” she chuckled and looked out the window.
The rest of the trip was silent, and so was the elevator ride. Mark was half-asleep on his feet, so Haechan gave her hand a squeeze before helping Mark off the elevator on the fifth floor. She, on the other hand, felt like she was hallucinating.
Once the elevator doors opened, she could smell food. She was tired, but was she tired enough to hallucinate the smell of food? Or hungry enough?
Shrugging off the fact that the smell got stronger the closer she got to the dorm door, she quickly punched in her code and walked into her safe space.
The sound of clinking in the kitchen caught her attention, so she looked through the window between the living area and her kitchen to find a familiar figure clumsily yet carefully going over multiple pans on the stove.
“Yangyang?” She smiled and quickly dropped her coat and bag before she made her way into the kitchen as he turned around to face her, “Schnucki, what are you doing here?”
“I spent the afternoon with Kun-ge helping me cook a nice dinner for our two years,” he pressed a kiss to her cheek before turning the stove off.
Hannah froze as she realised what day it was. Christmas eve. It was their two year anniversary, and she still hasn’t greeted him!
“Oh my god,” she rushed to her room and grabbed the box she had wrapped up and rushed back into the kitchen, showing him the box.
“What is this?” Yangyang gently took the box from her with a smile.
She raised an eyebrow at him, “A present, obviously.”
“I’ll open it in a bit, but for now,” he placed it on the kitchen counter before picking up a spoon, scooping some soup up, and blowing it while holding it for Hannah to try, “I want you to tell me if this is heated well enough for you.”
She smiled at him and tried the soup, humming as she savoured the flavours. “It’s heated well enough. And it tastes amazing.”
“Really?” Yangyang placed the spoon down on a small spare plate. On her hum of approval, he tucked a finger under her chin, tilting her head to face him, “Let me try.”
To Hannah’s delight, Yangyang pressed his lips against hers, tilting his head and wrapping his free arm around her waist to pull her closer to him. But he pulled away too quick for her liking.
“I think it tastes good,” he leans down, just so their noses are touching.
“You think so?”
“Yeah.”
“Why don’t you try again just to make sure?”
With that, she reached up, holding his cheek with one hand and resting her other on his shoulder, pulling him in and slotting their lips together.
For a blissful moment, she let herself melt into her the way her boyfriend's hands felt warm on her waist and how soft his lips felt against hers. She suddenly felt light on her feet once again, all the exhaustion leaving her body as a subtle buzz took its place.
A laugh slipped past her lips as soon as she felt his tongue poke them, making her pull back and give him a look. He just shrugged in mock innocence.
“You told me to try it!”
“You’re being opportunistic,” she took some plates and bowls from the cupboard, placing one of each in his hands and starting to scoop food onto his plate and into his bowl.
He simply placed a kiss on her temple, “But you love it.”
“Mhmm, sure,” she moved to fill her dishes, “why don’t you go on over there with your food and your present, and see what I got you. I’ll be right there with you in a minute.”
He walked over to her coffee table with his plate stacked on top of the present and the bowl in his second hand, carefully but quickly making his way. She chuckled and filled up her own dishes, jumping slightly in surprise as an extra set of hands took her plate and bowl from her and pressing another kiss to her cheek.
She raised her eyebrow at him. “You’re very kissy today.”
“Can’t help it,” he placed her dishes down and helped her sit on the carpet before sitting next to her, “I now officially have been dating you a year longer than my unrequited crush era.”
She lightly shoved him to the side. “You are way too corny. Open your present.”
Yangyang grinned at her, tearing away the wrapping paper to reveal a Nike box. With his love for sneakers, he excitedly threw the box open, only for his eyes to widen when he saw what was inside.
“No way,” he picked up the shoes, a grin on his face, “Did you do this? Did you paint the WayV pets on these?”
The fascination on his face at the realistic images of his pets on the shoes made her grin, “I did. Do you like it?”
“I love it,” he gave her a quick kiss then took pictures, sending it to the WayV group chat.
“Alright then,” she placed a fork in his hand, but he stopped her.
“Nope,” he reached under the couch and pulled out a paper bag, “you didn’t think I came here giftless, did you?”
She looked curiously at him, “I thought the surprise anniversary dinner was your present.”
He just shook his head and gestured to the paper bag. Hannah complied and pulled the bag open, peeking past all the crepe paper to find something she could recognize a mile away.
“You didn’t,” she pulled the jacket out, unfolding it and missing the grin he gave her. “No fucking way, Yangyang! You got me the Diesel L-Kriti coat?”
Yangyang gently took it from her, helping her slip it on over her shirt, “You’ve been talking about it for a while now.”
“This is, like, 2 million won,” she looked at him in slight concern.
He simply untucked her hair from the jacket, resting his hand on the side of her face. “No jacket or amount of money can compare to how much you mean to me.”
Yangyang gently pulled her closer to him and into a kiss once more, trying to express how genuinely he meant his statement through his actions.
“I love you,” he murmured as soon as they took a moment to breathe.
She smiled, leaning towards him, leaning her head on his shoulder while he wrapped his arms around her in a hug, “I love you.”
They sat, basking in each other’s presence for a moment before Hannah sat up and looked at him questioningly. He looked at her as well.
A smirk made its way onto her face, “You kicked Mark and Hyuck out for this, didn’t you?”
“They’ll be back by midnight, and I swear we made food for everyone else, too!” He then looked at their table then back at her. “I think we might need to reheat our food…”
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