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lean on me.

-> “It was the best Christmas present you could ever wish for – it was truly a miracle in December.”

Genre: xmas!au, university!au, classmates to lovers!au ; lots and lots of fluff™

Pairing: soft!seungmin x lonely!reader

Word count: 7.5K

Summary: Things take a turn for you when you decide to confess to your crush on the day of the first snow.

Warnings: fluff, heartwarming, a few swear words

Author’s Notes:

it’s finally Christmas !! go ahead and make yourself a warm cup of hot chocolate and grab a bunch of snacks… but no cheese, we already have plenty for you :))

I don’t think you’ll cry from this, so no need for tissues >______< (unless you’re sick… in that case i feel ya T^T) we tried rlly hard not to make it angst, we rlly did

I recommend this for cold/rainy days, so you can have something to read while you’re bored and all that.

*fun fact, we started this before bots, our last fic; it might be rlly similar bc of the group project aspect but yeh this was a last minute fic that we managed to pump out (blu)

^^YES “LAST MINUTE” INDEED i pulled an all-nighter for this bc being the clowns we are, we remembered about it on cHRISTMAS EVE AND WROTE IT IN A DAY. (struz)

OKAY SRY FOR THE LONG A/N

Happy reading! - blu n’ struz

@okayseungmin this is for you :’) the collab didn’t happen, but hoping you’re enjoying your christmas !!

[F] Baby Please Come Home

Title: Baby Please Come Home Pairing: Seungsol (Seungkwan x Hansol) Length: 3,216 words Summary: During winter break, the boys go back to their homes and Seungkwan flies back to Jeju. He’s a bit sad to be far away from them, especially Hansol, but perhaps a Christmas miracle shall happen. A/N: For the Christmas fic project, part two!! Here’s to our boys, our fandom, and much success in the future for all of us! Merry Christmas, here’s to many more!

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Hansol asked, doing a last minute check of the list he had written out a few weeks ago. “Has anybody seen my Soul Eater beanie?” Jisoo cried out as he scurried around the shared dorm, everyone saying they haven’t seen his anime styled headwear. Seungkwan looked up from his phone and smiled with a nod. I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” “Are you positive?” Hansol asked again. “I can just leave tomorrow with hyung so we can keep you company.” “Yah! Jisoo hyung! I think Soonyoung hyung is hiding it in Wonwoo hyung’s beanie stash!” Chan screamed as he was zipping up his luggage and closing his backpack, adding last minute presents he had forgotten to pack. “Soonyoung, why’d you touch my babies?” Wonwoo frowned to himself as he was packing up his toiletry bag, making sure to grab the toothpaste before anyone else was able to. “Because Jisoo hyung doesn’t suit beanies like you!” Soonyoung patted his friend’s back as they snickered and Jisoo came out of one of the bedrooms, beanie comfortably covering his hair, pouting at his younger friends who kept snickering and giving Jisoo a thumb’s up. “Really, Hansol, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry,” Seungkwan gave his friend another smile, this time showing his teeth. He looked back at his phone as he was catching up on his drama that he was two weeks behind on. “Yah! What’s taking you guys so long!” Jihoon groaned, rolling his eyes, as he checked the time on his phone again. “We’re going to be late!” Seungcheol shook his head and patted his shorter friend’s shoulder. “Hey, relax. We have plenty of time!” He looks over as he watches his younger friends run around like lost ants and he lets out a small chuckle. “I haven’t seen everyone this excited since we were treated out to that barbecue buffet.” Jihoon frowned. “Hyung, it takes an hour to get to the airport and we still have to go through check-in, security, and we have to--” he let out a surprised yelp as Mingyu patted his back, backpack on his back and luggage in his right hand. “You’re stressing out too much,” Seungcheol patted his back. Jihoon looked up, seeing his two taller friends tower over him and he shook his head and sighed in defeat. “Really, please.. I don’t want you to miss your flight,” Seungkwan smiled. Hansol frowns. “Okay.” He slings his backpack over his shoulder and fixes his snapback, the one Sophia sent him this year for his birthday, and smiled at his friend. Seungkwan was focused on his phone when he gasped as he felt two arms wrap around his middle and a head lean against his shoulder. His body stiffened as he turned his head to see Hansol engulfing him. “I’ll call you when we land, okay?” he smiled. Seungkwan was still frozen as he felt the arms unwrap him, as if he was a young child who lost his blanket, and he slowly nodded silently. Jisoo yelped when Hansol smacked his bottom, telling him he was ready. Jeonghan, Soonyoung, Seokmin, and Mingyu headed out first, seeing that they didn’t have to travel that far to get home. Chan waved farewell to Seungkwan as Wonwoo helped him carry his bags and the two left with Seungcheol and Wonwoo. Junhui and Minghao left earlier that morning since they had two flights to go back to China. Jisoo and Hansol were going to Changwon, where Hansol’s family was for vacation, as Jisoo’s parents were flying in for the holidays. Hansol was the last one out of the dorm and he gave a sad, sorrowful smile to his best friend as he closed the door behind him. Seungkwan looked at the door before locking his phone and sliding down on the couch, sighing to himself. Looking out the window, he saw snow dust begin to fall from the overcast of white clouds. It wasn’t his first time staying at the dorm of his twelve other friends by himself, but it sure felt lonelier than before. The tips of his fingers gently pressed against the window as he looked at the view they had of the streets. There were a few cars that passed by, but for the most part, the roads were empty, the only thing filling were the frozen crystals that began to gather on the gravel. Seungkwan’s flight was delayed a day later, meaning that he couldn’t fly to Jeju-do at the same time as the others. He didn’t mind, of course, either way he was going to be in his mother’s arms at the end, but being alone in the dorm was hard. Especially without Hansol. He wasn’t sure how it came to be, but along the lines of always falling asleep next to each other after practice, showing various forms of skinship to him even though Hansol claims not to like affectionate touching, and having heart to heart conversations on the practice room floor at three in the morning, Seungkwan felt different with Hansol. And it wasn’t different in a bad way. Not at all. It was different in a good way. A very good way. A great way. But it wasn’t familiar to Seungkwan, so he spent countless nights tossing and turning with his blanket as he looked at Hansol knocked out next to him debating, fighting, with himself in his head. He came to terms with himself though, after many sleepless nights. Hansol was special to him. The other members were, of course, special to him and always had a place in Seungkwan’s heart. But Hansol was, again, a different kind of special. The type that makes you feel your stomach contain butterflies, makes you stay up at night smiling, makes you lose your train of thought when you blankly gaze out the window on bus rides. They’ve always been close, but Seungkwan felt that they’ve been growing even closer nowadays. It might be his hormones raging and his face growing warmer, but Seungkwan and Hansol were smiling and giggling more together. The fact that he was going to fly hours away from him, not to mention even further away since both of their destinations were far apart from the starting point, tugged on Seungkwan’s heartstrings in a sad way. Seungkwan gathered all the blankets and pillows he could that night and began to fixed the sofa as he received multiple texts from the members they were at their destinations for the holidays. He smiled, but it wasn’t a full smile as Hansol hasn’t texted him yet. It was odd since even Jisoo texted him and he was in the same place as Hansol. Maybe he forgot, Seungkwan thought. Yeah, he’ll probably text him any minute afterwards. But Seungkwan’s thoughts began to wander, talking himself to believe that Hansol probably just doesn’t think of Seungkwan the way he thought of him. He wrapped his body in the blanket as a burrito. Soonyoung taught him to curl up this way for maximum warmth during the cold nights. His eyes began to droop when he heard his phone vibrate. The piercing bright light shocked him but not as much as when he saw that Hansol was calling him. Seungkwan sprang up, fixing himself as if he were about to see Hansol in person. With a deep breath, he pressed the green button. “H-hello?” “Hey, sorry. My phone died on our way to the hotel,” Hansol apologized with a snicker.” “T-That’s fine!” he smiled shyly to himself, leaning back in the couch. “How was the flight? You took dramamine right? You get motion sickness real easily..” Hansol coughed. “Y-Yah!” Seungkwan chuckled, knowing Hansol’s ears were probably red. “Jisoo hyung made me take them before we boarded. The flight was okay, but my shoulder hurts because Jisoo hyung slept on it.” The two laughed, talking for what seemed to be ages which was only a little under two hours in reality. Hansol hung up first, his parents wanting him to sleep early as they had a busy family-bonding day ahead of themselves. Putting his phone down, Seungkwan plugged it back into the charger and placed his hand on his heart, noticing how awfully fast it was beating. He whined to himself. “It was just a phone call..” he told himself. But it was one with Hansol. That made it all the more special to Seungkwan. His alarm went off at around five in the morning, but Seungkwan was already wide awake before then, all packed and making sure that everything was in check with a list that he made with Hansol as they planned out their vacations together. He was ahead of schedule, which was good considering that security always took so long even during the hours before the sun rose. Truthfully, he wasn’t able to sleep. He was up all night thinking. About Hansol. Again. As per usual. Prior to heading downstairs, he called a taxi ahead of time. Once he arrived outside of the building, it was already waiting for him. He hopped in, telling the driver the airport and the terminal. Leaning back, he was typing out his morning text to Hansol, pausing, realizing that he might be sleeping and struggling to hit the send button. After much debate with himself, he grunted and pressed send and quickly locked his phone, getting out of the taxi, paying the driver, and walking into the airport. Security went much faster than he thought, and his flight was earlier than usual as well. Seungkwan had a feeling that everything just wanted him to leave and head home quicker than he expected. Boarding the flight, he imagined the guys with him. Mingyu would keep holding Jihoon’s passport high above his head, the shorter one pouting and threatening the taller, younger one as Seungcheol dozed off on Jeonghan’s shoulder who kept trying to push him off. Jisoo would be on Jeonghan’s other side, probably texting his mother that they’re all about to board. Junhui and Minghao usually talked to each other in Mandarin, Chan right behind trying to comprehend what is being said. Wonwoo, Soonyoung, and Seokmin would be giggling either making stupid jokes with each other or random bets as to what would happen on the plan. As for Hansol and Seungkwan, they would just be standing in line together, Seungkwan patting Hansol’s back as Hansol was always worried about his motion sickness. Seungkwan takes his boarding ticket back as he loads onto the plane and sits in his seat. Looking out the window he remembered his first flight with all twelve friends to Japan. He was sitting back, holding Hansol’s wrist as his friend closed his eyes with a frightened expression on his face. Seungkwan sensed the uneasiness, which was why he tried his best to calm him down. Hansol eventually adapted to the flight and the two began to talk. Seungkwan distracted Hansol’s worried thoughts by talking about his hometown in Jeju. “Maybe one day,” Hansol smiled, leaning back in his seat, “I’ll go with you. You can show me everything.” Seungkwan smiled. “I hope you can soon.” He shook himself out of his daze as he realized the plane had landed on his home island already. An hour and five minutes certainly wasn’t enough time for Seungkwan to fully engulf himself in his thoughts about Hansol. Leaving the plane, he headed down to baggage claim to grab his luggage before looking around for his mother. At the sight of her in the sweater he bought her last year for the holidays, he practically dropped all of his belongings just to run up to his mother and immerse himself in her loving arms. She gave him a tight squeeze, securely wrapping her arms around her precious son. They stayed like that for a moment before pulling back, his mother fixing his hair and him smiling as he walked back to get his luggage. They were driving on their way back to the house, his mother making small talk, asking about the others, the practices, the work, if he was eating enough, sleeping enough, resting enough. He whined at the questions, making her laugh. “And how’s Hansol?” she asked as she turned the corner. Seungkwan looked up from his phone, blinking before his eyes widened. “H-Hansol?” His mother nodded. “Yeah, the one who’s around the same age as you.. how is he?” He rubbed his nose and quickly locked his phone, hiding the fact that he was just texting Hansol. “Uh.. he’s alright.” he scratched his neck and turned to look out the window, not realizing that his mother turned to him and smiled knowingly. They arrived back at the house, his father picking up other ingredients for tonight’s dinner before heading home from work. He brought his belongings to his room and fell onto his bed with a loud sigh. He missed home. He missed his mother and father. He lifted his head up and pouted. He missed Hansol most of all. The first time he arrived in Seoul, he wanted to cry. So far away from the woman who tended, nurtured, and raised him was tough, especially since they were close. He first met Hansol during his first day training, the two sharing the same birth year connected them quickly. They clicked instantly, Hansol already inviting Seungkwan to meet his family in Hongdae. At a glance, they were a different family, but not all that different from Seungkwan’s own family. They welcomed him with open arms, as if he had known them all his life. And Seungkwan felt that he had a small family away from home. He began unpacking his clothes and looked around his room. It was much bigger than the bedrooms that he shared with his friends, probably because there was only one bed as opposed to a couple of bunk beds crowding the room. Moving into the dorm was difficult as well as he was used to having a room to himself. Sharing a room, as well as a bathroom, kitchen, and various daily necessities was a huge step for Seungkwan. He remembered the first week was difficult as he slept outside in the living room on the floor on top of sprawled out blankets. Hansol joined him though, claiming that he liked sleeping in open spaces compared to the crowded bedroom. And from that moment on, the living room was their self-claimed territory during their sleeping hours. Seungkwan was lost in his thoughts that his mother had to knock on his bedroom door and poke her head in. “I called you a thousand times already,” she giggled as her son turned around and blushed. “Dad’s here and the food’s ready. Wash up and get dressed. We’re taking a family photo as well!” Dress up? They usually never dress up, especially when it came to dinners. But no matter, Seungkwan was an obedient child and picked out a nice, maroon sweater vest that his mother had packed in his suitcase from his last visit. He came downstairs and looked at how much food his mother had prepared. This was way more than what three people could eat in one whole sitting. “Mom.. you really outdid yourself,” he forced out a laugh as he walked into the dining room. He saw his dad who was holding the camcorder, as he always did when Seungkwan came back, and scurried up to him to give him a hug before going back to his mom, awaiting a reply. She smiled at him. “Oh, did I forget to tell you? We’re having guests!” Seungkwan whined to himself. “Did you invite Uncle Jaehyung again? He always eats all of the kimchi!” With a soft laugh, she patted her son’s cheek before kissing it and shaking her head. “It’s his favourite side dish! And, no, we have other guests coming over.” Just then, there was a knock at the door, his mother putting her hands together and clapping excitedly. “Oh! That must be them now. Sweetie, could you get the door for me please?” Before he could reply, his mother dashed back into the dining room as Seungkwan heard the knock again. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders, walking towards the door. As he opened the door, he was greeted by a little girl and he stood there, frozen. “S-Sophia?” he mouthed. She waved at him and gave him a warm hug before running into the house. His eyes followed her as she went to his mom to give her a hug. If Sophia was here, that could only mean one thing. He slowly turned his head and yelped when he saw Hansol standing right in front of him, laughing when Seungkwan squatted on the floor from shock. “Hello to you too,” Hansol replied as he crouched down and his parents came in to greet Seungkwan’s parents. Seungkwan’s cheeks were rosy and warm as he made eye contact with Hansol. “I thought you were--” “--going to Changwon?” he asked. “Jisoo went there, but I went to visit my parents in Jeju.” He helped Seungkwan back up and patted his back. “We actually planned this with your parents ahead of time.” Seungkwan blinked, still in shock, and turned to his parents, his mother smiling widely and waving as his father made the same gesture, recording the whole thing. Seungkwan pouted at them and turned back to Hansol. They stood there, smiling at each other, before Seungkwan sprung up and pulled Hansol close to him, arms wrapped around his friend tightly, rocking him side to side. “I missed you,” he confessed. Hansol let out a quiet chortle, wrapping his arms around Seungkwan. The Jeju boy felt his heart race at their affection, but he could have sworn that he felt Hansol’s heart beat just as fast, if not faster. Not to Seungkwan’s knowledge, apparently all the other members knew about Hansol’s Jeju vacation plans. Or that’s what they told him in their large group skype conversation after Hansol and Seungkwan’s families ate dinner together. All of them shared the events that happened when they came home and everything that they’ve been up to. Junhui and Minghao were the first to log off as one of their family members asked them to show off their dancing moves Jisoo followed soon after as the wi-fi in the ski resort he was staying at had limited connection. The others began to log off one by one until Seungkwan and Hansol were left looking at a white chatroom before facing each other. “Oh, hey, I almost forgot,” Hansol smiled as he hopped off of Seungkwan’s bed and walked over to his backpack. Seungkwan sat up and watched his friend dig through before grabbing something and hiding it behind his back. Hansol sat next to Seungkwan and revealed a small, robin egg blue box that he set on his lap. Seungkwan blinked down at the box as Hansol eagerly watched his friend. “Well… aren’t you going to open it?” Seungkwan kept staring at the box before looking up at Hansol. His cheeks grew red as he took a deep breath and grabbed the small, egg white ribbon on top of the box and placed it on top of Hansol’s curly locks. “You’re the present I wanted most.”

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[F] Ho Ho No

Title: Ho Ho No Pairing: OT13 Length: 3,214 words Summary: AU in which Seungcheol is Santa Claus in the local shopping mall and his twelve elf helpers look like they’re going on the naughty list this year. A/N: For the Christmas @17library fic project!! Special shoutout to Gen (@the8soo) and Maja (@minghaon) for setting the whole thing up! Yall are the real MVPS!

It’s the greatest time of year again. The mall in the heart of the city, Seoul, was decorated with lights that lit up around the ceiling and wrapped around the columns, various and mischievously placed mistletoes were hung at the entrance of stores as couples shyly blushed and looked away from each other and gave in to the holiday tradition. The mall was known for their ornamental holiday spirit as some people just run into the mall towards the center where the ceiling was at a great distance alofted, every level of the building able to view the center as the light shined down from the window-glassed dome, just to view the large Christmas tree that was displayed. The star on top of the evergreen was a few inches away from the dome as every single branch and every single inch was covered in tinsel, ornaments of differing colours and sizes, and other decorations including ribbons, lights, and stuffed animals. Right under the tree was a carpet of red fabric, going around the circumference of the trunk. White tinsel accented the tips of it as many of the children thought it was like snow that glistened. It was one of the little things that made the young ones excited for this holiday season. Another one, and it’s no surprise, would be the jolly, stout, white-bearded man who perceived the kids and usually gave them presents to fulfill their wishful desires. It was three o’clock in the afternoon, the elementary schools around the area had just ended their school hours and the young students eagerly walked inside the mall with their friends and a parental guardian as they stood in line and waited to see the big guy himself. And the jolly, ol’ saint was more than happy to see the kids. Hopefully they didn’t realize the whole getup and that none of the mall employees would spoil the costume and ruin every child’s innocence. “I still think I could have made a better Santa,” Seungkwan puffed as he adjusted the pointed ears that covered his outer ear. He hated how they made his ears look big, compared to the normal sized ears that he was blessed with thanks to his mother. Seungcheol snickered, adjusting the beard that rested on his chin as he buckled up his black boots in the storage room. “Relax, you know our manager does this by experience.” “I have plenty of experience!” “You’ve only been working for a month!” Seungkwan pouted, lightly stomping his foot on the tilted floor in jealousy. “So?” “I’ve been working here for three years, Seungkwan. I think that gives me enough credit to call me experienced.” The younger one crossed his arms over his chest that was dressed in the green elf uniform. He looked down at the outfit in disgust. “They could have at least given us pants or better stockings,” he complained as he pulled the stockings. “These yellow ones are itchy! And tacky!” Seungkwan began whining in pain as he felt a tight tug on his earlobe. Turning around, Jeonghan was glaring at him and shook his head. “Honestly… you need to stop running away and trying to steal the Santa costume.” Jeonghan smiled as he looked at Seungcheol. “Ready?” “Ready as I’ll ever be!” Peaking through the door, Soonyoung and Seokmin giggled excitedly as they saw the kids lining up and talking to each other while their eyes glistened. Jisoo looked over and smiled as he joined the two. “Aw, are you guys excited to make the kids happy too?” Soonyoung looked back at Jisoo and blinked before coughing. “Y-Yeah! Definitely!” He waved as Jisoo went off to talk to Hansol and sighed in relief. “Do you think we can actually convince them?” Seokmin sighed before gently pushing his best friend by the shoulder. “Of course! They’re kids, we’re elves! They practically worship us since we work for the big man. It’s definitely going to work.” The twelve elves walked out of the room and towards the kids, making them all scream and cheer giddily as they made their way over. The elves waved at them as most of the adults began taking pictures on their phones. Seungkwan waved at them (hand, hand, wrist, wrist, as he described the waving technique) as if he were a celebrity. They were treated as celebrities actually as they started high-fiving the shorter ones who kept giggling and smiling widely as they mad skin contact. Jihoon shuddered as one of them high-fived them and he wiped his palm on his shirt every time he touched another hand. Soonyoung notice this as he was focused on a group of younger girls who kept high-fiving him continuously and he snickered at the sight. “Jihoon, it’s not like they have the plague or anything.” His friend turned to him, wiping his hand on his clothes, and shook his head. “They are the plague,” Jihoon whispered. They made their way to their posts: Junhui and Minghao were at the front where the line begins, Seungkwan and Jihoon next to the large, scarlet chair where Seungcheol was to sit, and the others dispersed around the holiday decorated area. The large hand ticked and the clock rang the new hour as Seungcheol walked from the back into the vicinity, proudly strutting with the stomach padding securely to his middle, royal red coloured garments that were almost the same hue as the chair he would sit on, and a cheerful laugh that gained everyone’s attention. There was a large gasp from the younger audience and they began to jump up and down, shaking their parents in excitement as Seungcheol made his way to his seat. One of the kids tugged on Jisoo the elf who was near her. “Do you think I’ll really get my wish this Christmas?” Jisoo smiled at the small and ruffled her hair, fixing her bangs to the side. “I’m sure Santa can help you.” One at a time, the children began to sit on Seungcheol’s lap, asking for a present and Seungcheol listening intently about what they had to say or ask as he lightly bounced them. Seungkwan and Jihoon looked at the sight and wanted to vomit, but for different reasons. Jihoon was rather disgusted by how sweet and fatherly Seungcheol was acting, a sight that he sees more often than he’d like, and he wishes he was back at home so he can work on his latest composition. Seungkwan was more than jealous of the fact that his hyung was getting more attention from the kids than he was, to the point of annoyance. “Oh my gosh,” Seungkwan groaned as he rolled his eyes, watching a little boy with overalls thinking about what he wanted for the holiday season as he dangled his legs. “Just pick something already!” “Seungkwan,” Jeonghan coughed from afar, gaining his younger friend’s attention. Just one glare was all it took for Seungkwan to nod and zip his mouth shut. Jeonghan sighed in relief. He was glad Seungcheol was the one with the Santa costume, otherwise who knows what the day would be like if Seungkwan was the jolly one with the cushioned stomach. “A toy truck!” the small boy smiled with a giddy expression plastered onto his face. “Really? All this time? For a truck?” Seungkwan scoffed. Jeonghan hit Seungkwan on the back of the head, earning a quiet and sudden yelp from the younger. Jeonghan gave a look, making Seungkwan frown and move away from the kids to calm himself down. “Um…” Junhui felt a tug on his elf costume and looked down, seeing a little girl smiling up at him, her face almost covered by the scarf that wrapped around her. “What should I ask Santa for Christmas?” The elf knelt down and look at the child and patted her shoulder. “Ask him to give snakes feet.” She tilted her head in confusion. Junhui cleared his throat. “You see… snakes don’t have feet. They just slide around on their stomachs…” he clutched the cloth above his chest and sighed to himself while shaking his head. “It’s tragic really… don’t you think? They should definitely have feet…” The little girl stood there and blinked. As Junhui was about to go on a rant, Minghao quickly dashed to the rescue and lifted Junhui up. “Gege, maybe you should.. uh.. check up on Wonwoo hyung to see if he needs help..” he quickly pushed his older friend out of the way, wiping his forehead with a relieved sigh. He turned to the girl and blinked “U-uh.. sorry about that..” he gave her a warm smile. “J-just ignore him..” Junhui walked up to Wonwoo, tapping his shoulder and asking if he needed any help, to which Wonwoo responded that he has everything taken care of. Though, by the looks of a couple of little kids with shaky legs, he probably did something to cause this. One of the boys with a pair of blue mittens sniffled and pointed at Wonwoo. “H-he said that we were on the naughty list…” The one with the orange vest began to rub his eyes with his small hands. “I’m a good boy! I want Santa to give me my Pororo plushie!” The two held onto each other and wailed, signaling Jeonghan to come to the scene as Junhui tried to comfort the kids and Wonwoo stood there, trying to comprehend what he did wrong. “Wonwoo...” Jeonghan grumbled as he rubbed one of the children’s backs and stared icily at Wonwoo who was still completely unaware of his wrong doings. He proceeded to be pulled by the ear by his older, long-haired friend who brought him behind Santa’s large, scarlet chair for a scolding. Mingyu stepped up to Junhui’s old position with Minghao greeted the kids that were entering the line. He gained all of their attention by his tall stature. One sprout tugged at Mingyu’s stockings and leaned back as he towered over. “Yes?” “You’re too tall to be an elf,” the child remarked. Mingyu stepped back, half offended, but also half amused. “I’m an elf at heart,” he replied back. He examined Mingyu closely. “So… you’re sure you’re an elf?” Mingyu mimicked the same expression as he concentrated when he looked down. “Are you sure you’re on the nice list this year? I don't think Santa would like you questioning one of his helpers…” Minghao rolled his eyes, intervening in yet another unimportant quarrel and pushed Mingyu aside. “Ignore him too…” Soonyoung continued to wave, greet, and mingle with the kids in the line that was beginning to grow in length. They seemed to be growing anxious and restless just to see his friend dress up in all red with a fake beard that they bought at the nearby dollar store in the mall. He looked up at Seokmin and the two had the same gaze. With a shared smile, they would definitely be on the naughty list if either Jeonghan or Seungcheol finds out. The first to strike was Soonyoung who tapped one of the little girls who high-fived him earlier. “Have you figured what you wanted ask Santa?” Her blank expression changed into a cheerful one as she nodded eagerly. “A Star Wars battleship lego set!” She began to go off on a tangent about how badly and so desperately she needed it in order to complete her collection, which threw Soonyoung a bit off guard, but he was rather impressed by her motives and reasoning. However, this wasn’t going to his plan. He clapped his hands as she continued to talk. “H-hey, that sounds great! But you know what you should also ask for?” She shook her head as he giggled to himself. “Santa should give me a bit of money.” “Doesn’t he pay you?” she asked as a smart alec. “You work for him.. shouldn’t you get money from him?” Oh, this one was more clever than Soonyoung would have thought. Then again, the Star Wars speech she recited was a bit of a giveaway. He shook his head. “We work for free…” She frowned. “You do?” She furrowed her eyebrows as she glanced over at Seungcheol who was chatting up a storm with another small kid before he turned back to Soonyoung and patted his arm. “Don’t worry, Mr.Elf, I’ll make sure that Santa gives you the twenty for your hard work.” Seokmin sprinted up and coughed. “Actually… I’m like him.. make forty…” After the scolding behind the chair, and a bit of yelling, followed by kids leaving the area and looking back to see two elves angrily speaking to one another, Jeonghan put Wonwoo in Seungkwan’s old position and Seungkwan to Mingyu’s previous position. Jeonghan then went to check up on the elves; front line was holding the fort well, as were the others in the middle, unable to catch the mischievous acts that Soonyoung and Seokmin were performing. He walked to the end of the line where Jisoo was passing out candy to the kids. Jisoo bid a farewell with a dashing smile and wave politely after handing out the sweets. “How’s it going?” Jeonghan asked, resting his hands on his hips. “Seems like you’re doing pretty well…” Jisoo nodded. “Yeah, it’s been pretty good so far. All the kids are so polite and friendly to me,” he smiled. He looked down at the bowl and pouted to himself. “Ah.. but I run out of candy quicker than I would have imagined. I keep having to refill it every five minutes.” Another child passed by and Jisoo greeted, handed candy, and waved before going back to Jeonghan. “Seems like you have it all figured out already,” Jeonghan smiled as he patted Jisoo’s shoulder. “Keep up the good work. I have to check up on the others to see how they’re doing…” Jisoo nodded and the two separated, only to have Hansol come up to Jisoo. “So, hyung, you like chicken right?” Jisoo nods and Hansol points to one of the kids in line. “They said that their parents own a chicken restaurant nearby and you could probably get a discount there if you sweet talk the kid.” The older smiled and squealed excitedly as his feet began to move. “Really? A discount?” He looked down at the bowl of candy. “Ah.. but I still need to watch the station…” His eyes met up with Hansol’s who had a Cheshire grin on his face. “Oh.. do you mind staying at my station again? I’ll be really quick, I promise.” Hansol waved his hand, taking the bowl from Jisoo and patting his back. “Take all the time you need to get that chicken discount!” he sneered. Jisoo smiled and quickly ran over to talk to the kid and Hansol shook his head and sighed. “Poor hyung…” He looked around, making sure nobody was looking as Hansol dumped the bowl of sweets into his elf costume. It wasn’t obvious as it acted like a big pocket. “Such an easy target..” He quickly asked one of the non-elf employees to help refill the bowl back with holiday treats. Checking the time, Jeonghan saw that it was almost time to wrap things up. Other than the little mishap that happened with Wonwoo; catching onto Seokmin and Soonyoung’s attempt at gaining money from Seungcheol; switching Mingyu, Junhui, Seungkwan, and Jihoon’s positions various times, everything was going well as planned. The only problem was he couldn’t find one of the elves. The youngest elf. “Hey,” he tapped Seungkwan on the shoulder. “Have you seen Chan?” Seungkwan shrugged and shook his head. “Ask Jihoon.. I think he was with him last time I checked..” Jeonghan nodded and made his way over to Jihoon and, sadly, saw Chan wasn’t with him. “Jihoon, have you seen Chan anywhere? Seungkwan said he was with you…” “I haven’t seen him ever since we first took our positions.” Just as Jeonghan was about to leave Jihoon grabbed his arm, making his older friend turn around. “Please… let me help you find him… I’m so tired of this position… if Seungcheol hugs one more of these kids I’m going to implode.” Jeonghan certainly didn’t want that to happen, so he let him tag along on their quest to find Chan. They asked the other elves, even a few employees who were walking around the area and they still had no luck. “He wouldn’t run off, would he?” Jeonghan asked as Jihoon shook his head. “He’s very into this elf get up, which, personally, I don’t understand. But he wouldn’t have gone far anyway.” Just as they were brainstorming other possibilities, Seungcheol let out a hardy, blaring laugh, making all the elves turn their heads to the big guy. “Chan!” Seungcheol raised his arms up and continued to laugh as Chan sat down on Seungcheol’s left leg, which was already numb. “Hyu-- Santa!” Chan exclaimed as he flailed his arms in the air and quickly brought them down to cover his mouth as he giggled. “And what would you like for Christmas… little boy?” All the elves snickered, Jeonghan shaking his head and sighing. “He’s still a kid inside…” Chan began to squirm around excitedly on Seungcheol’s lap. “I’ve been a good boy this year, right? I helped my hyungs with their chores, I cleaned the dishes… I even made coffee for my Seungcheol hyung!” Seungcheol blinked and leaned over to whisper. “Wait.. you’re the one who made me coffee? Soonyoung kept telling me it was him..” he grunted to himself quietly and spoke softly to Chan. “Remind me to talk to Soonyoung about that tonight when we head back to the dorm.” Chan nodded and grinned widely as Seungcheol cleared his throat and talked with a raised voice. “Well! It seems you have been a good boy, indeed!” He ruffled Chan’s hair and smiled. “What would you like for Christmas?” Chan clapped his hands together and looked at his hyung with eyes that twinkled and a hopeful expression. “A limited edition MIchael Jackson ‘BAD’ CD! Oh, pretty please, hyu-- Santa!” Seungcheol turned his head away for a second, only to see Chan pouting at him, rubbing his hands together, and giving him puppy dog eyes. With a sigh of defeat, he nodded. “I’ll see what I can do.” Chan squealed and hugged Seungcheol, looked towards the camera with a big grin, and hopped off, taking candy from Hansol who was munching on a Twix as the youngest elf quickly went back to fetch his elf costume behind the tall potted plant nearby. After a few more children came to Seungcheol, Jeonghan announced the time and Santa bid a farewell to everyone, some of which were crying because they loved Santa so much, as the elves shortly followed right behind him. Seungcheol gasped and sighed in relief as he took off the hat, jacket, and fake beard that began to make his chin itch. “Good work today, guys!” he cheered, all the boys practically ripping the costumes off of themselves and talking to each other happily as they put everything away. Chan stood there and lifted his arms in the air, screaming to get everyone’s attention. Everyone turned to him as he cleared his throat. “Hyung… do I actually get the CD?”