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The Ring
Pairing: Han Jisung x Reader (ft. Kim Seungmin) Ghost AU; Possession AU Genre: Fluff Words: 1451 Warnings: suggestive content; strong language
Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost
Taglist: @soobin-chois
“Don’t tell me you’re actually gonna buy something from here. This place is low-key creeping me out, Jisung.” Seungmin eyed the slightly-older boy with judgment. They’d been exploring one of their tour cities and had come across an antique shop. It was littered with dolls and other children’s toys—all of which Seungmin felt like were staring him down. There was also vintage furniture and electronics. The cameras did sort of pique Seungmin’s interest, but he already had a really nice modern camera. Besides, this store was really starting to freak him out.
Why did all the dolls have to be so scary?
“Just let me look through some of the jewelry… These rings are cool, and they’re so high-quality.” Jisung reasoned, never able to say no to a new piece of jewelry.
“Yeah, ‘cause you totally need another ring to add to your collection. You definitely don’t have over a hundred rings that you’ve never even worn because you always wear the same ones.” Regardless, Seungmin left to let Jisung pick out rings, deciding to go further into the store to escape the many glass eyes.
Jisung was trying to narrow down his choices between three rings when he suddenly spotted one that he hadn’t seen before. He put the other three back and walked over to the cashier’s glass desk.
“Um… Excuse me?” He called for the attention of the owner and then pointed towards the ring. “How much for that ring?” The old lady walked over, peered into the glass, and then looked up to Jisung with a wary look. She eyed him for a moment, almost as though considering something.
“It’s about five dollars, but are you sure about that one? It’s quite old…” But Jisung thought it looked nice, and he had a good feeling about that one. It really stuck out to him.
“Yes ma’am, thank you.” He insisted, pulling his wallet out to pay. When she began to package it, he told her he was fine wearing it out.
🎃
Despite Seungmin’s claims—which were not entirely baseless, Jisung did have a shit-ton of rings back home he never wears—Jisung wore his new addition almost daily. So much so that he started growing a weird attachment to it in some of the other’s eyes.
He cleaned it often, even polished it sometimes. Though, he never took it to performances in fear of it getting stolen or lost; instead, when he wasn’t wearing it, it had a special home on his nightstand.
One morning he woke up, reached out to put his ring on, and came up empty handed. He did a double-take when he didn’t feel his new favorite ring anywhere near its usual spot. He looked all around his nightstand, underneath his bed, and tore his blankets off in case he accidentally fell asleep wearing it.
Nothing. He could not find it anywhere. As he re-made his bed, he tried to remember if there was anywhere else he may have left it. He checked the bathroom sink, just to be sure, but he was ninety-nine percent sure he had put it on his nightstand, just like he did every night.
Then he took to checking his roommates' fingers. None of them were wearing it, so he asked if any of them took it without asking first.
And then he began to panic. He wondered if he had carelessly taken it to a performance or shoot and left it behind. When he went back to his room to try and think more, there it sat right where he always put it. The things all around it were still a mess from his hasteful search earlier, but it sat perfect and pretty in its proper position. Strange.
🎃
Jisung elected not to take it on tour with him. After somehow misplacing it, he didn’t want to risk actually losing it in travels. He packed some of his other rings to accompany him to Japan instead and left his favorite ring to wait for him on his nightstand as usual.
What he didn’t expect to return to, was a woman sitting comfortably in the middle of his bed as though she lived there. He wasn’t sure how exactly she got in either since he locks his room every time they leave, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to stick around to ask her.
Instead, he rushed to get Chan, explaining that somehow a sasaeng must have gotten in and was currently sitting in his room. When they returned with a manager that lived in the building, the woman was gone. The only thing that was different was his favorite ring sitting in the center of his bed rather than the nightstand.
🎃
The other members were still convinced it had been a sasaeng, and she must’ve snuck out somehow. When Jisung brought up the fact that nothing was missing and the only thing that had moved was his ring, they claimed she was likely planning on taking it since Stays knew it was his favorite. He was commonly seen wearing it in selfies and livestreams, so it wouldn’t be that far fetched of an explanation.
Jisung was not convinced. He wasn’t unaware of his quick attachment to the ring. And he knows that he never forgets to put it on his nightstand at night. The newest incident was just the cherry on top.
But what kind of ghost possesses a ring? A house, sure. A mirror, believable. A doll, seen thousands of times. But a ring? Jisung needed to know why, and why it… she chose him.
🎃
He didn’t have to wait long. The next night he woke from a rather peaceful sleep to the sounds of shuffling around his room. When he peeked his eyes open, the same woman was rifling through his drawers.
“Um… hello?” He whispered out, scared to disturb the quiet atmosphere of his room and not wanting to wake his other members. “Are– Do you live inside my ring?” He asked, but he got his answer when he noticed his ring was once again missing from its place.
“Well, technically it’s my ring, but you bought it so… yes.” She responded, putting the clothes she was holding back in the drawer and closing it.
“What are you looking for?” He decided to ask first, too nervous to ask the other questions on his mind yet. She shrugged and moved closer to his half-sitting, half-lying figure. “Why are you in the ring?” He tried asking next.
“Like I said… It's my ring.” He thought she was going to stop there but then her features softened, and she spoke up again. “It was my fiancé’s ring… but he passed away before we could marry. We believed in reincarnation, and I wanted to see him in his next life, so here I am.” Jisung felt his heart break at the story, though not yet outweighing the anxiety of having a supernatural being in his room.
“So… why me? You’re the reason I noticed the ring in that shop I assume… and the reason I’m so attached.” The woman smiled slightly, but shook her head.
“I can’t make you do anything. It’s all on your own volition. Jisung, is it?” She waited for confirmation, and when he nodded, she continued. “Jisung, do you recognize me at all?” He studied her features for a moment.
“You were in my room the other day when we all got back from Japan.” He said, not knowing any other answer to give. She snorted a bit, before it settled into a smirk.
“I’ve manifested this form more than just that time. But do you recognize me?” She asked again; and again, Jisung analyzed her, trying to pick up on any familiarities. Eventually, he shook his head, and it seemed like the woman’s face fell slightly. He wanted to ask her about it, but decided he might not be ready for whatever answer she gave.
“So, can you feel and see when you’re inside the ring too, or only in this form?” He decided to ask instead. The woman seemed to consider his question. Her face lit up in amusement, and Jisung assumed she was remembering something.
“The short answer is yes, I can sort of feel things when I’m inside the ring.”
“And the long answer?” Curious, he couldn’t help but ask. Her lips twitched with a humored smirk.
“The long answer… Maybe don’t masturbate with the ring on, Ji.” His face flushed with embarrassment and he moved to hide underneath his covers. “Trust me, you have nothing to be embarrassed about that for.” She teased and he felt like his entire body lit on fire all at once.
This is so interesting! I was bummed when it ended so quickly. I wonder if there are any plans to expand on this story?
@kayleefriedchicken I absolutely planned to if I thought people were interested in there being more to the story! Not sure when because I'm constantly battling between a busy schedule and writers block, but if you want it, I'll put it on the to-do list! -Winter
Idyllic
Pairing: Son Hyunwoo x Reader Inspired by Snowglobe (2007) Genre: Angst; Fluff Words: 990
Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost
Taglist: @soobin-chois
Y/N always loved Christmas. Ever since she was young, she always found the holiday to be the most enchanted and romantic. She adored the decorations and festivities; she reveled in the warmth of the lit fireplaces and fluffy blankets; she was filled with joy that people had always seemed more giving and friendly. It probably didn’t help that her childhood was spent in an idyllic, snowy town.
But that was when she was younger—a free-spirit with not a care in the world other than waiting for the first snowfall to make snowmen and angels. In her late teens, Y/N’s family had moved away, and ever since then, Y/N has longed for that picture-perfect Christmas once again.
She wanted to go back to the days of the fresh, fluffy snow and the perfect cookies her grandmother made and the beautifully decorated neighborhood houses with twinkling trees and a wreath on every window. She didn’t want to spend another second worrying so much about work and bills or having so many responsibilities that she didn’t even have time to hang up a stocking.
Her aunt, the woman who understood Y/N’s love for Christmas best, was the one to get her out of her cheer-less slump with an early present on the first day of December. She had gotten Y/N a one-of-a-kind snow globe. It was large with a polished wooden base; the inside depicted that perfect Christmas town Y/N had been longing for since her childhood.
It’s magic. That’s what her aunt had told her. The snow globe was full of the whimsy and Christmas cheer that Y/N was missing this year. She had told her niece if she shook it and believed hard enough, she would be taken away to a winter wonderland with everything she was looking for.
Later that night Y/N had smiled sadly as she shook the snow globe and placed it on her bedside table. She so badly wanted what her aunt had said to be true, but it just wasn’t possible. Magic didn’t exist, and the perfect Christmas was a memory lost to time from Y/N’s past.
However, as Y/N slept that night, swirls of snowflakes and a white glow drifted from the snow globe, enveloping Y/N. As a bitter wind brushed over her, Y/N awoke to find herself laying in a snowpile in the Christmas town from her decoration.
“Are you alright?”
Y/N startled at the voice, whipping to the side to find a tall, broad-chested man looking down at her. He smiled softly, highlighting his handsome features, and reached out to help her up. She nodded, taking his hand, and stood to dust off the snow covering her.
“I’m Shownu. Are you new to town?”
Y/N simply nodded again, still too stunned by her surroundings to do much else.
She took in the little town that she could see from their spot on the hillside. Behind them was what seemed to be an endless forest of pine trees, the scent of evergreen sharp in her nose. Softer, drifting on the breeze, was the smell of cinnamon and gingerbread baking with chestnuts roasting and the sweetness of cloves and oranges being brewed for mulled wine. Snowflakes continued to dance on the icy breeze, floating down from a somehow cloudless night sky—every star shining brightly—and the town in the valley glowed with a warmth she hadn’t experienced in years.
Y/N could hardly believe it. Her aunt was right, and she had found her perfect Christmas town.
Shownu, who worked in the woodshop and lumberyard, was immediately friendly and welcoming, if not a bit shy. He offered to show her around the town, introducing Y/N to the residents and business owners—who were all just as welcoming and kind as Shownu had been to her. They all just seemed to radiate the spirit of Christmas that she so craved in her daily life.
Everything in the town was perfect, and it was easy for Y/N to fall into a routine with the townsfolk. Hours turned to days turned to weeks, and Y/N lost herself to the wonderland of the snow globe world.
Each day Y/N would awaken at the town inn and help serve the patrons breakfast as thanks for allowing her to stay. Then she would wander the town and participate in whatever activities the town was hosting—there was sledding and decorating and a town-wide bake-off and even snow castle building.
In the evenings, after Christmas festivities and daily chores were completed, Shownu would pick Y/N up at the inn and take her to dinner. He would go caroling with her and shopping for sweaters and gifts. They went to a Christmas party and were caught under the mistletoe. He asked her on a date, which involved a horse-drawn carriage and fireside hot cocoa.
Quickly, Shownu and Y/N found themselves wrapped in a bubble of not only holiday cheer, but romance and passion and love. One date turned into two. A giggly mistletoe peck turned into heated stolen kisses with breathy voices and whispered promises. Innocent hand-holding and quick hugs goodbye turned to cuddling in front of the fireplace and desperate embraces underneath the stars beneath a woolen blanket.
However, just like in any enchanting fairytale, it eventually came to an end.
On Christmas Eve, both soul and body bare, Y/N and Shownu exchanged presents and promises of a lifetime of love. But as they drifted off just before midnight in front of the dwindling fire, Y/N felt a shiver of bitter, icy air, and when she fluttered her eyes open, she found herself back in her bedroom, alone.
Y/N sat up, glancing around her small, lonely bedroom, as memories of the idyllic little Christmas town began to drift away. Until the only face she could remember was that of her Christmas love.
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Pairing: Hwang Yeji x Reader Secret Santa Genre: Fluff Words: 856
Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost
Taglist: @soobin-chois
You had absolutely no idea what you were going to get Yeji for Christmas. You had hoped to get literally anyone else for your work’s game of Secret Santa, but there you were walking around the mall looking for a gift for the girl you’d been crushing on for months now.
Feeling the pressure of finding the perfect gift for Yeji, you wandered through the bustling mall, desperately trying to come up with ideas. Your mind raced with thoughts of what might impress her and make her finally notice your feelings.
You decided to stop by a trendy boutique, thinking that a sweater or scarf might be a safe bet. The store was filled with stylish options but nothing seemed quite right. You mulled over the choices, uncertain about how your fashion tastes compared to hers.
After some contemplation, you decided to take a different approach. You remembered Yeji mentioning her love for music and how she enjoyed discovering new artists. This sparked an idea, and you headed to a nearby music store. As you browsed through the CDs and vinyl records, you stumbled upon an album from one of her favorite bands.
Passing by a jewelry store, you noticed a dainty necklace in the window. You couldn’t help but picture Yeji in it and the next thing you knew, you were exiting the store with another gift in hand.
🎄
Suddenly, you were thankful you’d gotten another gift at the mall the other day. As you worked on a last minute project at your desk, you overheard how Yeji had received the vinyl album from a friend the other day and she absolutely loved it.
Which was good and bad because it meant you actually did do a great job at shopping, but also sucked because it meant that it was no longer a viable gift option. The office Christmas party was later that night, and although the necklace was lovely, you worried it wasn’t enough.
On your lunch break, you found a nearby store and wasted thirty minutes of precious eating time on trying to find a replacement gift. You aimlessly wandered the store, searching for anything that would be good enough.
Just as you were prepared to give up and leave, you came across a set of stuffed alpacas that just somehow made sense.
🎄
You sat in the parking lot of your work, trying to neatly wrap the gifts inside the tight confines of your car. You’d clasped the necklace around one of the alpacas and settled for using a gift bag and tissue. You wrote a quick, sweet, anonymous message on the card.
It took you another twenty minutes to work up the nerve to go inside.
As you entered the office Christmas party, you couldn't help but feel a mix of nervous excitement. The festive atmosphere enveloped the room with colorful decorations and holiday music. Spotting the beautifully adorned Christmas tree, you carefully placed your gift underneath, making sure it blended in with the others.
You kept an eye out for Yeji, too nervous to talk to her yet. When they announced it was time to open gifts, you felt like you could throw up in anticipation. It was finally her turn; you held your breath, hoping the alpaca and necklace combo would bring a smile to her face.
Yeji opened the gift, and a look of delighted surprise crossed her face as she pulled out the alpacas. She giggled about how cute they were, holding one under each arm. The small, fluffy creatures seemed to captivate her, and you couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. Then, her gaze shifted to the necklace, and her eyes widened in appreciation. You noticed a hint of a blush on her cheeks, and your heart skipped a beat.
The party continued with laughter, music, and festivities. You found yourself engaged in conversations, trying to act casual, all the while stealing glances at Yeji from across the room. The knowledge that you had managed to find something that she appreciated filled you with a warm sense of accomplishment. You watched with adoration as she carried around one of the alpacas tucked under her arm.
🎄
When the night drew to a close, you debated whether to reveal yourself as her Secret Santa. However, the anonymity added an extra layer of excitement to the whole experience. You decided to cherish the moment, savoring the fact that you had made her Christmas a little brighter without her knowing.
You paused as you were about to enter your car, noticing a note tucked into the driver’s window. You plucked it from its temporary home and opened it up.
“Thank you for the gifts, Y/N. I know you were trying to keep it anonymous, but I couldn’t pretend like I didn’t recognize your handwriting. Merry Christmas and call me - ♥️ ###-####”
Your heart pounded inside your chest, and you glanced around. Across the parking lot, Yeji smiled brightly as she entered her car. She waved slightly and then drove off. You stood shocked for a moment longer before getting in your own car and heading home.
Grinch Festivities
Pairing: Park Jinyoung x Reader Grinch/Scrooge Genre: Fluff Words: 1083
Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost
Taglist: @soobin-chois
“What do you mean you’re busy? You just told me that you’d go with me.” She asked exasperatedly.
“That was before you mentioned it was a Christmas party.” He responded, sorting through his closet. Jinyoung’s phone sat on a nearby dresser, his girlfriend on speakerphone.
“What, now you’re gonna tell me that you don’t like Christmas?” Y/N asked sarcastically. There was no way her boyfriend didn’t like Christmas… surely. The line was silent. “Jinyoung?...You know Christmas is like my favorite holiday, right?” The silence stretched on a little longer before a cough sounded from the speaker of her phone.
“Of course I’m going with you, love. I’m picking out what to wear right now.” She side-eyed her phone for a moment before a wicked smirk overcame her face.
“Actually, I was thinking we could wear ugly sweaters together.” She tried hard to keep the smile out of her voice. The line went silent again, and Y/N wondered if Jinyoung would hang up on her. “Just kidding! Pick me up tomorrow at five, okay? I can give you directions then. Love you~” She heard him hum, but then he sounded closer as he repeated her words back.
🎄
“You look like you’re going to a funeral.” She joked, hopping in the front seat. Her boyfriend donned a black long-sleeve, black jeans, and nice black shoes. Handsome, but not at all festive.
Meanwhile, Y/N wore a cute and—more importantly—festive, red dress and a reindeer antler headband. Her boyfriend did think she looked cute but that was just because he always thought she did.
Jinyoung chuckled as he waited for her to put in the directions. When he pulled off, he shot a glance over to her, unable to help the playful smile on his face. As little as he cared for the holiday, he couldn’t help but admire the effort his girlfriend put into her festivity.
“You don’t think the Christmas light bracelet is too much?” He asked, flicking on his blinker to make a right. She fake scoffed in outrage at the implication, so he swapped to one-handed driving in order to slide his hand into hers. He brought the back of her hand up to his lips, pressing a kiss to the skin.
She smiled giddily to herself as she turned to look out the window, admiring the colors swirling in the sky as the sun set.
“So are you excited? For the party?” She broke the silence after a moment, looking back towards him.
He hummed and gave a slight nod. “Yeah, it should be fun.”
“Really? Cause you make it sound like you’re going to a business meeting or something. C’mon, let loose a little, it’s just a Christmas party with some of my friends.”
“I am. Just promise there won’t be any weird games.” He side-eyed her with a disgusted look, but she only offered an innocent smirk.
“No promises, love. It’s a holiday party; that’s like half the fun.” He groaned at her words dramatically. “Alright, alright… I will say there won’t be any reindeer-themed games.”
🎄
The apartment was decorated with festive lights and knick-knacks. Laughter could be heard from down the hall, but no one in the complex seemed perturbed. Jinyoung couldn’t help but feel warm and welcomed either, which Y/N found to be a great sign.
Maybe Jinyoung would change his mind about the charm of Christmas.
Y/N managed to rope him into dancing, a kiss under a tactfully placed mistletoe, and even willful participation in a couple of the games. She stepped away to find the bathroom and when she came back, he was happily chatting away with one of her closest friend’s boyfriend.
Later in the evening, when they found a quiet spot away from the crowd, Y/N turned to him with a satisfied grin. “See? I told you it would actually be fun.” She rested her hands against his chest, feeling his heart beating steadily in his chest.
Jinyoung smirked down at his lovely girlfriend, bringing her hands up so he could peck her fingertips. He was wearing an oversized Santa coat that he had to put on for an earlier game. Then his lips spread into a more genuine smile.
“You were right, I’m having a great time. Thank you for inviting me.”
She leaned up, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips like he had done to her fingers, “Anytime, Grinch.”
As they rejoined the party, Y/N noticed a particular twinkle in Jinyoung’s eyes. It was obvious he was quickly warming up to Christmas and its festivities. He was even the one who suggested they duet a song when the karaoke machine was brought out.
🎄
“So… Am I still dating a Scrooge, or did I change your opinion on Christmas?” She asked with a cheeky smile while they strolled around the chilly city streets. They’d both had a decent amount of spiked eggnog and cider at the party, so a midnight stroll before heading home seemed like a smart way to sober up.
He sighed loudly, but his face told a different story. His eyes were light with glee, and a smile toyed at his lips.
“I suppose it might not be as awful as I thought. Definitely cheesy though.” He chuckled, “But so are you, and I love you.”
Their hands swung between them, growing numb-er in the freezing air, but it did little to dampen their elated moods. They were approaching their parked car, and while Jinyoung was sober enough to drive, he was tempted to pretend not to be so he could continue their walk. The shiver he caught from the corner of his eye changed his mind, however, and he ushered her over to the car so he could blast the heat.
When he pulled up to the front of her apartment, she turned to him, with a bit of a shy smile. “Stay the night?” And all he could do was nod.
Inside her cozy apartment, they kicked off their shoes and settled on the couch. Y/N curled up beside Jinyoung, a content smile on her face. They exchanged lazy kisses, basking in the afterglow of a night filled with laughter and love.
“Maybe it’s just you that I can’t resist the charm of,” Jinyoung teased, his fingers gently playing with the strands of her hair.
She grinned, leaning into his touch. “Whatever, I knew you’d come around. Who can resist the magic of the holidays?”
Reunited
Pairing: Kai Huening x Reader Childhood Neighbor AU Genre: Fluff Words: 943
Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost
Taglist: @soobin-chois
Y/N gazed out of the frosted windows of her childhood home. As she stood in the warmth of the house, staring out at the wonderland outside, her breath created small clouds against the cold glass. When she had arrived at her old home, the air was filled with the scent of pine, and the soft glow of Christmas lights illuminated the snow-covered streets. Despite it being Y/N’s favorite time of year, something else was on her mind.
She watched snowflakes drift from the dark, night sky as memories flitted through her mind. She couldn’t help but think of the boy she grew up with, Kai. Her family and the Huening’s had been incredibly close, and she and Kai had been very nearly inseparable.
However, a few years ago, she came home to learn that the family she’d grown to know and love had moved away. Now, the house next door was dark; the lights inside were off and no Christmas decorations were lit up outside.
It made her heart ache a bit, but, for some reason, this year she felt hopeful that she might finally see him again.
🎄
She walked through the slippery streets, admiring the blankets of snow covering the ground while doing her best to avoid the patches of slick black ice. Bundled in her warmest coat, face buried in her favorite scarf, she couldn’t seem to shake the feeling of eyes on her.
The sensation brought a sense of paranoia so she ducked into a nearby coffee shop to escape the feeling and the chill. The barista greeted her with her usual cheer, and the aroma of fresh coffee and sweets nipped at her senses. The feeling of being watched heightened, and as she glanced around, a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.
“Y/N?”
Her heart skipped a beat and she slowly turned to face the boy she remembered all those years ago. Kai’s eyes widened, taking her in and mirroring her own astonishment.
“It really is you…” He breathed out, surprised and happy to see the girl he couldn’t forget after all this time.
“Kai! It’s been so long.” She stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him tightly as a smile donned her face. When they both pulled away, they continued to examine one another. Kai still had his boyish charm from childhood, but he also had quite a handsome edge to him now.
He invited her to his table and offered to order for her, which she gratefully accepted. He still seemed to know her favorites despite how much time had passed.
They exchanged stories of what they’d missed out on in each other’s lives, eagerly listening and chiming in. Kai explained that he’d moved back to their hometown for career purposes, and Y/N revealed that she had begun settling down in the town over as an effort to stay close to family. The timing seemed almost too good to be true.
Minutes turned into hours as they caught up and reminisced. It was easy to lose track of time between them.
“Oh my gosh, it’s already midnight.” She blinked in shock at her phone.
“Then… Merry Christmas.” He smiled softly at her, eyes filled with affection for the girl he grew up with.
“Merry Christmas, Hyuka.” She responded, smiling brightly. Kai felt his heart skip a beat at both her smile and the nickname he hadn’t heard in years.
“Hyuka? No one calls me that anymore.” His voice sounded softer, but Y/N suddenly wondered if she offended him.
“Oh– sorry, it just kinda came back–”
“No, no, don’t apologize. I missed it. And you.”
🎄
The snow had intensified since they’d been inside. Kai had offered to walk her home, which is how she discovered he actually was renting his childhood home now. The streets were festive with lights and decor, windows painted with cartoons and fake snow.
When they reached the point between their homes, neither of them wanted to part, but both were too nervous to offer an invite to the other. Eventually, goodbyes were said, and Y/N began to return to her parents’ home. Before she could get too far, a warm hand circled around her wrist.
“Wait…” Y/N turned back to face him, cheeks pink, but waiting patiently. “I– I haven’t been able to get you out of my head all these years. And I was too nervous back then, but I can’t risk not saying anything again.” Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest and her throat tightened at his words.
“I did move back here because of work, but I was also searching for the feeling I had when I used to live here… But it wasn’t until I saw you inside the coffee shop that I realized I was looking for home. Being with you feels like home,” he explained.
As the words sunk in, Y/N felt her entire body fill with a fuzzy warmth. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, and her face suddenly felt flushed. Lost in the moment, the next thing she knew lips were pressed against her own.
Time seemed to stand still as Kai’s lips melted against hers, a shiver working its way down both their spines. Nothing had ever felt so perfectly right.
As Kai pulled back, clouds of breath mingling in the air between them, Y/N found herself surging back in. Her hands clutched at the fabric of his coat. Finally, she separated from him, enjoying his presence and the beauty of the snow falling around them. The street lights casted a soft glow across them.
Christmas would always be their favorite time of year.
