Holiday Job
Title: Holiday Job
Authors: overlord_nim
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Word Count: 1.3k+
Summary: Chanyeol gets a holiday job.
[This is also for Steph who needs fluff.]
“Are you new?” The blonde headed male, taller than Chanyeol himself asked with an equally deep voice as his. He nodded in answer to the question. “Oh, you must be the new guy they accepted in. You’ve been sworn in to secrecy by the scary guy, Kyungsoo, yes?” Chanyeol nodded again. “Okay, good. I’m going to walk you down to Tao and he’ll walk you down to the head bitch around here.”
“Excuse you?” A voice sounded from behind the tall blonde.
The taller laughed and perked up at the sound of the voice. “And by head bitch, I mean, the most wonderful and jolly one that brings smiles to everyone's faces and--”
“Shut up, Kris.” A small male pushed Kris to the side, giving Chanyeol a proper view of himself. “Get back to work.” The smaller scowled at Kris.
The tall male laughed and ruffled his hair before waving off. Chanyeol stayed rooted to his spot, not quite sure what to do. “Park Chanyeol, yes?” Chanyeol nodded, still having not uttered a word in this place. “You know what you signed up for, right? We’re Santa’s helpers. Jurisdiction is South Korea. Yadda, yadda. We have work to do.”
The small male paused and pulled open Chanyeol’s coat. “Red bow tie, check. Follow regulations and you’ll be just fine. My name’s Baekhyun, head of this whole stressful Christmas shabang. We have a fat jolly man sitting on an ice glacier in the North Pole we can’t let down and little shits we gotta deliver presents to. Since you’re new, you have to stick with me throughout this whole thing. Make sure you can duck out of the way in an instant, I have a habit of throwing things when shit gets stressful.”
The brunette spoke quickly as he tugged Chanyeol through various halls, work rooms, and workshops. Not missing a step as he spoke whilst signing papers and handling toys that needed fixing with his elegant hands. They ran into various workers, rushing up to Baekhyun in frantic with the names, Jongin, Xiumin, Suho, and Yixing. But Baekhyun seemed to have fixed everything and they skipped off happily. Chanyeol continued to stay silent, not sure what his job was. When he applied, the description was very vague. He hadn’t expected to be thrown into a sleigh and whisked off to a toy palace to work as one of Santa’s helpers.
“Chanyeol.” Baekhyun reached back blindly, taking his hand into his own small one. Chanyeol blushed, unable to suppress thoughts of how soft the smaller’s hand really was. “We gotta run, Chanyeol or we’re going to miss the chimney pops.”
“That what?”
Baekhyun beamed back at him. “The chimney pops. My favorite part! Grab a sack and come on.” Chanyeol did as instructed, grabbing an empty velvety red sack. It’s a very small sack, if Chanyeol may point out and it was empty. Baekhyun had one in his own hand that wasn’t currently holding Chanyeol’s as well. The smaller dragged him into what looked like a chimney, squeezing together, their chest flushed against each other. Chanyeol is not used to this much contact with people had a furious blush on his face as Baekhyun continued to squirm around. “This thing is usually made for one person. They really should make one for two people because training, ya know?” Baekhyun grinned at him, eyes turning into crescents.
Chanyeol thinks Baekhyun isn’t a bitch at all, which was according to Kris. But then again, he came to work on Christmas eve. He wasn’t here for the other days of the year, so he can’t properly assess Baekhyun in this one night but really, Baekhyun’s nice. His hands are nice against his chest. Baekhyun’s smiles are nice and well, Baekhyun was just really nice and Chanyeol was digging that.
It took the taller by surprise when Baekhyun yelped out a laugh as the ground beneath them began to shimmer with pinpricks of light, causing himself to yelp as well when Baekhyun suddenly hugged on to him. “Wha--”
“Hold on.” Baekhyun laughed and Chanyeol did as told and hugged Baekhyun back just before they were blinded with light. When he opened his eyes, they were standing in an unfamiliar livingroom. The lights were out and nothing but the lit Christmas tree could be seen, illuminating bits of the home. “Chanyeol, we have to be quiet. Dig into your bag and start stuffing their stockings. I’ll handle the bigger presents under the tree.” Baekhyun whispered instructions to him, sticking a hand inside the small sack, only to pull out a nicely wrapped present too big to fit into it.
Chanyeol watched for a couple more seconds before reaching into his own sack and pulling out candy canes and yoyo’s and things that were not there when they left their work place. He heard Baekhyun chuckle from behind him, causing the taller to whirl around once he was done stuffing the stockings. “What are you laughing at?”
“You’re wondering about the bags, aren’t you?” Baekhyun’s smile illuminates his face in the dim lighting. “It’s magic. Just believe in it. Come on.” Baekhyun rose to his feet after arranging the last of the presents. “We’re just getting started.” Chanyeol nodded as he approached Baekhyun, who pulled out a bell and took his hand before ringing it, sending them to another home.
After some trips to various homes, leaving presents within each one, Baekhyun and Chanyeol arrive at the last home, laughing quietly together from Chanyeol’s mishap of near causing a Christmas tree to fall over but Baekhyun had saved him. Upon looking up, the smaller suddenly stopped laughing, eyes widening. Chanyeol stopped laughing as well, blinking down at him. “What’s wrong?” He asked down at Baekhyun, who continued to stay silent, a blush creeping onto his face. Chanyeol looked around worried before looking up to spy a mistletoe hanging above them. Then it hit him.
Chanyeol doesn’t exactly know what possessed him to do it. Maybe it was because of Baekhyun’s smiles that night or the laughter they’ve shared or the memories they’ve made even though they’ve just met but as he licked his lips, he cupped Baekhyun’s and watched the smaller male’s eyes slowly close as he leaned down to connect their lips in a chaste kiss, lingering a little longer than what would be considered appropriate. After they broke apart, the two continued to gaze at each other, blushing redder than tomatoes, fiddling withther own hands. “Uh, we should get to work and finish up.” Baekhyun’s voice was higher in pitch than intended as he started pulling out presents to place under the tree. Chanyeol only nodded as he set out to do his part. The two continued to work in silence till they were finally done. When Chanyeol dropped the last candy cane into the last stocking, he found himself being pulled backwards ten stumbling forward into Baekhyun’s arms.
The smaller male had a determined look on his face as he stared at Chanyeol, pulling the taller down by his elvish ears then leaning up to kiss him. Chanyeol’s eyes widened before falling to a close, feeling small arms wrap around his neck as he let his own wrap around Baekhyun’s waist. As they stood there, kissing the other full with santa hats on, they barely saw the kid gasping in shock, watching. Thinking it was his mother kissing Santa Claus, judging only by their silhouettes.
When Baekhyun pulled back, he pecked Chanyeol one last time on the lips before ringing the bell for them to disappear back to the toy palace.
“What’s my job anyways?” Chanyeol asked Kris on his next day of work.
Kris looked at him sadly. “I’m sorry man but you’re Baekhyun’s secretary. Good luck with that. I hope you survive.”
Kris said almost the exact same thing, three years later when Chanyeol proposed to Baekhyun, who jumped into his arms, happily shouting a yes. “I’m sorry man but you’re getting married to Baekhyun. Good luck with that. I hope you survive.”
Authors: overlord_nim
Fandom: EXO
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Word Count: 1.3k+
Summary: Chanyeol gets a holiday job.
[This is also for Steph who needs fluff.]
“Are you new?” The blonde headed male, taller than Chanyeol himself asked with an equally deep voice as his. He nodded in answer to the question. “Oh, you must be the new guy they accepted in. You’ve been sworn in to secrecy by the scary guy, Kyungsoo, yes?” Chanyeol nodded again. “Okay, good. I’m going to walk you down to Tao and he’ll walk you down to the head bitch around here.”
“Excuse you?” A voice sounded from behind the tall blonde.
The taller laughed and perked up at the sound of the voice. “And by head bitch, I mean, the most wonderful and jolly one that brings smiles to everyone's faces and--”
“Shut up, Kris.” A small male pushed Kris to the side, giving Chanyeol a proper view of himself. “Get back to work.” The smaller scowled at Kris.
The tall male laughed and ruffled his hair before waving off. Chanyeol stayed rooted to his spot, not quite sure what to do. “Park Chanyeol, yes?” Chanyeol nodded, still having not uttered a word in this place. “You know what you signed up for, right? We’re Santa’s helpers. Jurisdiction is South Korea. Yadda, yadda. We have work to do.”
The small male paused and pulled open Chanyeol’s coat. “Red bow tie, check. Follow regulations and you’ll be just fine. My name’s Baekhyun, head of this whole stressful Christmas shabang. We have a fat jolly man sitting on an ice glacier in the North Pole we can’t let down and little shits we gotta deliver presents to. Since you’re new, you have to stick with me throughout this whole thing. Make sure you can duck out of the way in an instant, I have a habit of throwing things when shit gets stressful.”
The brunette spoke quickly as he tugged Chanyeol through various halls, work rooms, and workshops. Not missing a step as he spoke whilst signing papers and handling toys that needed fixing with his elegant hands. They ran into various workers, rushing up to Baekhyun in frantic with the names, Jongin, Xiumin, Suho, and Yixing. But Baekhyun seemed to have fixed everything and they skipped off happily. Chanyeol continued to stay silent, not sure what his job was. When he applied, the description was very vague. He hadn’t expected to be thrown into a sleigh and whisked off to a toy palace to work as one of Santa’s helpers.
“Chanyeol.” Baekhyun reached back blindly, taking his hand into his own small one. Chanyeol blushed, unable to suppress thoughts of how soft the smaller’s hand really was. “We gotta run, Chanyeol or we’re going to miss the chimney pops.”
“That what?”
Baekhyun beamed back at him. “The chimney pops. My favorite part! Grab a sack and come on.” Chanyeol did as instructed, grabbing an empty velvety red sack. It’s a very small sack, if Chanyeol may point out and it was empty. Baekhyun had one in his own hand that wasn’t currently holding Chanyeol’s as well. The smaller dragged him into what looked like a chimney, squeezing together, their chest flushed against each other. Chanyeol is not used to this much contact with people had a furious blush on his face as Baekhyun continued to squirm around. “This thing is usually made for one person. They really should make one for two people because training, ya know?” Baekhyun grinned at him, eyes turning into crescents.
Chanyeol thinks Baekhyun isn’t a bitch at all, which was according to Kris. But then again, he came to work on Christmas eve. He wasn’t here for the other days of the year, so he can’t properly assess Baekhyun in this one night but really, Baekhyun’s nice. His hands are nice against his chest. Baekhyun’s smiles are nice and well, Baekhyun was just really nice and Chanyeol was digging that.
It took the taller by surprise when Baekhyun yelped out a laugh as the ground beneath them began to shimmer with pinpricks of light, causing himself to yelp as well when Baekhyun suddenly hugged on to him. “Wha--”
“Hold on.” Baekhyun laughed and Chanyeol did as told and hugged Baekhyun back just before they were blinded with light. When he opened his eyes, they were standing in an unfamiliar livingroom. The lights were out and nothing but the lit Christmas tree could be seen, illuminating bits of the home. “Chanyeol, we have to be quiet. Dig into your bag and start stuffing their stockings. I’ll handle the bigger presents under the tree.” Baekhyun whispered instructions to him, sticking a hand inside the small sack, only to pull out a nicely wrapped present too big to fit into it.
Chanyeol watched for a couple more seconds before reaching into his own sack and pulling out candy canes and yoyo’s and things that were not there when they left their work place. He heard Baekhyun chuckle from behind him, causing the taller to whirl around once he was done stuffing the stockings. “What are you laughing at?”
“You’re wondering about the bags, aren’t you?” Baekhyun’s smile illuminates his face in the dim lighting. “It’s magic. Just believe in it. Come on.” Baekhyun rose to his feet after arranging the last of the presents. “We’re just getting started.” Chanyeol nodded as he approached Baekhyun, who pulled out a bell and took his hand before ringing it, sending them to another home.
After some trips to various homes, leaving presents within each one, Baekhyun and Chanyeol arrive at the last home, laughing quietly together from Chanyeol’s mishap of near causing a Christmas tree to fall over but Baekhyun had saved him. Upon looking up, the smaller suddenly stopped laughing, eyes widening. Chanyeol stopped laughing as well, blinking down at him. “What’s wrong?” He asked down at Baekhyun, who continued to stay silent, a blush creeping onto his face. Chanyeol looked around worried before looking up to spy a mistletoe hanging above them. Then it hit him.
Chanyeol doesn’t exactly know what possessed him to do it. Maybe it was because of Baekhyun’s smiles that night or the laughter they’ve shared or the memories they’ve made even though they’ve just met but as he licked his lips, he cupped Baekhyun’s and watched the smaller male’s eyes slowly close as he leaned down to connect their lips in a chaste kiss, lingering a little longer than what would be considered appropriate. After they broke apart, the two continued to gaze at each other, blushing redder than tomatoes, fiddling withther own hands. “Uh, we should get to work and finish up.” Baekhyun’s voice was higher in pitch than intended as he started pulling out presents to place under the tree. Chanyeol only nodded as he set out to do his part. The two continued to work in silence till they were finally done. When Chanyeol dropped the last candy cane into the last stocking, he found himself being pulled backwards ten stumbling forward into Baekhyun’s arms.
The smaller male had a determined look on his face as he stared at Chanyeol, pulling the taller down by his elvish ears then leaning up to kiss him. Chanyeol’s eyes widened before falling to a close, feeling small arms wrap around his neck as he let his own wrap around Baekhyun’s waist. As they stood there, kissing the other full with santa hats on, they barely saw the kid gasping in shock, watching. Thinking it was his mother kissing Santa Claus, judging only by their silhouettes.
When Baekhyun pulled back, he pecked Chanyeol one last time on the lips before ringing the bell for them to disappear back to the toy palace.
“What’s my job anyways?” Chanyeol asked Kris on his next day of work.
Kris looked at him sadly. “I’m sorry man but you’re Baekhyun’s secretary. Good luck with that. I hope you survive.”
Kris said almost the exact same thing, three years later when Chanyeol proposed to Baekhyun, who jumped into his arms, happily shouting a yes. “I’m sorry man but you’re getting married to Baekhyun. Good luck with that. I hope you survive.”