My Little Prince
Title: My Little Prince Part 9
Author tikibuddy91
Characters: EXO (Baekhyun, Chanyeol, Jongin, Kyungsoo, Yifan and Yixing), BTOB (Hyunsik with mention of Eunkwang)
Word Count: 5200
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, humor, drama
It's the last part of My Little Prince. I feel happy about this. :) (Happy belated birthday to precious Do Kyungsoo bb AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BIASWRECKER/SPOUSE OF MY BIAS, KIM JONGIN.)
“You know what…since you’re getting the leash for them…I’ll get this one. They can use it for their private time.”
“…I don’t think Kyungsoo would like that, Yifan…Jongin might, though, but I don’t think so.”
“What…I said it can be used when they’re having a private time themselves, it’s not for public use.” Yifan shrugs, the box in his hand. Yixing grabs Yifan’s wrist to study the box.
“…The box says that it may cause discomfort…I don’t even want to hear either of my roommates screaming at night when they try it…Their toes would curl, most likely.”
“Look at the vibrate settings, Yixing…Tell me that none of these settings made you uncomfortable when you tried it earlier…and you’re the most sensitive person I know so far.”
Yixing looks tentatively at the box that contains a feet massager. It was one of Yifan’s ideas for Yixing as a gift for Yixing’s roommate couple, one that he thought that they would enjoy for themselves.
“Why don’t you buy it, then? ’Cause I’m not buying that, though Jongin would probably like it.” Yixing grabs a box of the mini-blender from the aisle shelves. “Meanwhile, I’ve decided and I’m gonna buy this for them. Jongin can easily use it for smoothies or whatever, and Kyungsoo can use it as an asset for his cooking skills. A leash and a mini-blender from me, and a foot massager from you. Well, that is, if you’re gonna buy it. Go buy it!”
“Yixing-ah…I told you, I already have a handmade gift for them.”
“…What kind of handmade gift? You barely know them, let alone see them. Yifan, you guys met like what, four days ago…”
“Hey hey now…don’t look down on us artists…we have an impeccable skill to create something out of nothing, sometimes given within the time constraint.”
“Keep telling yourself that, Yifan…so why can’t yo-“
Ring ring…
Yixing takes out his phone, checking the caller ID. It is Jongin.
“Hello, Jongin-ah…what’s up?”
“Hyung, where are you?” Jongin’s voice sounds a bit wary.
“At the sh-…out. With Yifan. It’s quite a nice weather outside.” Yixing puts on a cheery mood. “Why?”
“Liar, hyung. You’re in the shopping mall.”
“Yah! How do…you know?” Yixing ends the question lamely when he realizes his slip.
“Look behind you, hyung.”
Yixing whirls around and he finds no one nearby. It grabs Yifan’s attention as he was looking at some kitchen mixers, and he watches Yixing cautiously.
“I’m next to the mannequin with the black coat and hat.”
Yixing finds one of the mannequins and lets out a gasp. There is Jongin, smirking at him with his phone in hand.
“What? What’s wrong, Yixing?” Yifan stands next to his boyfriend, scanning the area.
Yixing swears he hears Jongin chuckling in the phone before he ends the call, putting his phone in his jacket pocket. He turns around and pushes the cart, Yifan following behind him. “Dangit, Jongin already saw our presents for them. They’re not supposed to know.”
“Wait, what? Where was he?” Yifan looks back once more. Jongin has already left the scene.
“Never you mind. Dammit, I can’t think of any other presents to get for them but these.”
- - -
Yixing and Yifan are setting the last few plates and utensils on the decorated Christmas-themed table, when a knock is heard on the door and Jongin answers it.
“MERRY CHRISTMAS…EVE!” Baekhyun declares as he and Chanyeol enter Yixing’s apartment for their Christmas Eve dinner. Baekhyun is carrying presents and Chanyeol is carrying a small pan of roasted vegetables.
“Ayo, I declare this night to be a Merry Kris-mas Eve. Guys, waddup? Badum-tssss…” Yifan makes an air drum before trailing off, noticing that not a single person is laughing at his joke. Chanyeol makes his way to the kitchen to drop off the pan on the stove, giving a deadpanned look at Yifan. Yifan winces when Yixing slaps him on the chest with the back of his hand. “Stop that, geez.”
“What? Don’t you think it’s genius, babe?” Yixing stares at Yifan with a ‘are you kidding me?’ look.
“First of all, it was probably genius back in the old days to have a name such as Kris to be in the Christmas name. It is not the case this time of the century. Second of all, need I remind you that I have a name?” Yixing hisses, glaring at his boyfriend.
“Yes, because you’ve been on my mind, I can’t seem to remember anything but your face.” There are groans from Chanyeol, Baekhyun and Jongin as they make their way to the living room. Yixing’s jaw drops at Yifan’s excessiveness, pretending to be insulted. Jongin makes a violent shudder with his body, pulling a face of disgust. Baekhyun and Chanyeol make faces at each other as Baekhyun deposits the gifts under the table that supports a small Christmas tree.
“What’s happening to our neighbor? Geez…”
“Yixing happened.”
“HEY!” Yixing slaps Yifan on the chest for the second time.
“Ow! I meant that as a compliment, sheesh…” Yifan hugs Yixing from behind, trapping his arms to his sides.
Kyungsoo is busy in the kitchen, too focused to hear the conversation, discussing with Hyunsik about some ingredients as they prepare the dinner meals. A honey-glazed ham is baking in the oven, while Hyunsik keeps watch of the butternut squash soup heating on the stovetop. Kyungsoo is working on his fruit custard pie for dessert. Jongin does not seem to mind now that Hyunsik is around, since he knows Kyungsoo would never turn his back on him. He has kind of taken with Hyunsik to be a cool hyung. He seems a lot more cheerful yet still being polite to Hyunsik.
“Jonginnie-yah, aigoo. This kid, he’s killing me,” Hyunsik laughs with an eyesmile, joins the group to ruffle Jongin’s head. “That shudder you just did, Jonginnie,” Hyunsik tries to imitate Jongin’s actions, but fails, earning a weird look from Jongin himself. Kyungsoo has looked up in time to see Hyunsik do a fail shudder, and he laughs, shaking his head. “He’s too adorable for his own good, Kyungsoo-yah. Yah, Baekkie-yah, you’re getting too old to get the award for adorableness. Jonginnie here automatically wins the title.”
“Hyunnngg…I’m not a kid!” Jongin whines, forgetting his manners. “Hyung, please tell Hyunsik-hyung I’m not a kid!” He pleads to Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo smiles, shaking his head. “You’re the maknae among us, Jonginnie. Doesn’t matter if you think you’re too old or that you’re not a kid. You’re the youngest.”
“But I’m not a kiiidd~”
“Not like this, you aren’t,” Hyunsik teases. “You’re lucky you don’t have me, ‘cause I would’ve spoil you to no end.” Hyunsik leans in to whisper so Jongin can only hear him, “And I’d prolly cuddle with you in bed every single night.” Jongin blushes, pulling away from Hyunsik.
“Hyung, why are you like that? Please don’t, you’re starting to creep me out.” Hyunsik laughs.
“Relax, Jonginnie; I was kidding about the last part, though I still would like to cuddle with you, would that be okay with you? Wait, would that be okay with you, Kyungsoo-yah?” Hyunsik raises his voice a little louder to Kyungsoo.
To Jongin’s horror, Hyunsik’s delight, Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s astonishment, Yixing and Yifan’s amusement, Kyungsoo gives a nod, saying, “Yup! Go for it!”
“NOO, HYUUNNGGG~ I DON’T LIKE YOU ANYMORE, KYUNGGIE-HYUNG.” Jongin howls when he is pulled onto Hyunsik’s lap and is hugged from behind.
Kyungsoo cackles when he replies, “You don’t like me anymore, Jonginnie-yah? Obviously, because you love me! Or would you rather I go to Hyunsik-hyung instead?" Kyungsoo winks at Jongin, letting him know that he is joking. Jongin silences when Hyunsik places his chin on Jongin’s shoulder, and he looks at him warily.
Hyunsik looks up at Jongin. “What?”
“It feels a bit awkward when my feet are already touching the ground as I’m sitting on your lap, hyung. No offense to your height.” Jongin’s cheeks are tinted pink, and Hyunsik blinks, looking to the ground.
Everyone except Jongin in the living room looks to the ground and roars in laughter at the blunt truth behind Jongin’s line, Hyunsik included.
“What does it matter, you’re still lower than us in terms of age. Yifan-hyung’s the oldest of us all, but you’re the youngest of us all. Take pride in that, Jongin-ah.” Hyunsik pats Jongin’s bottom.
“Yeah, you’re gonna get spoiled by all of us in this room,” Yifan says. Yixing is surprised at his boyfriend’s line, astonished at Yifan’s comfortableness with the group, despite having met them shortly a few times.
Just then, the oven beeps, signaling the end of the ham’s cooking in the oven.
“I got that, Kyunggie-yah. Don’t touch the oven! Sorry, Jonginnie.” Hyunsik moves Jongin aside as he gets up to walk to the kitchen. Kyungsoo hands him the oven mitts before Hyunsik opens the oven to take out the pan with the ham on it, and placing it on the table to let it rest its juices. Kyungsoo brings out the butternut squash soup and the vegetables to the table.
“Dinner’s ready in a few minutes!”
- - -
“Oh man…I’m…stuffed,” Chanyeol announces, patting his stomach. The seven men are seated on the couches, having finished dessert.
“You can say that again,” Yifan chuckles.
“Oh man…I- oof! Baekhyun-ah, I was just playing. Man, you hit me on my stomach, almost felt like I was gonna hurl.” Baekhyun glowers at his boyfriend for the immature action he was about to do, literally repeating a line after hearing ‘you can say that again’.
“I swear, Yifan-hyung must be rubbing some kind of cheesiness on you. What has gotten to you, Chanyeol?”
“Sorry, Baekkie-yah,” Chanyeol smiles as he hugs Baekhyun from the side. Shaking his head, Baekhyun shifts his focus to Kyungsoo.
“Kyungsoo-yah, that ham…mmm, that was the best ham I’ve ever had in my whole life,” Baekhyun praises Kyungsoo. “Yah, Kyunggie, how come we never knew about your cooking skills at all, back when we were in high school?”
“You never asked,” Kyungsoo jokes, sticking his tongue out.
“OHHHHHHHH,” Hyunsik and Yifan exclaim. They look at each other with amazement at their reactions before they crack up. Yixing is eyeing his boyfriend with a judging look, as Jongin does the same to Hyunsik.
“You guys are weird,” Yixing and Jongin say at the same time. They look at each other, grinning at their impeccable timing. After all, they have been roommates for the longest time. They are bound to have some moments of shared thinking.
“Wow, you guys are creepy,” Baekhyun and Chanyeol comment, before they point at each other and laugh.
“STOP IT, ALL OF YOU. You guys are scaring me with all this ‘two voices, one thought’ thing, it’s just so creepy,” Kyungsoo says, looking a little uncomfortable.
“It can’t be helped, Kyunggie-yah,” Hyunsik comforts his close friend, soothing his back. “It’s just a freaky act of nature, I suppose. Anyway, who’s up for presents?” Jongin straightens up at the word of ‘presents’, looking excited.
- - -
“WAHHH!! THIS IS AWESOME!” Chanyeol stares at the painting given to him and Baekhyun from Yifan. The painting has a phoenix with light dramatically shining down on it, with the headshots of Chanyeol and Baekhyun on either side. “BAEKHYUNNIE, LOOK! LOOK! THAT’S US! Mother of God, it’s the Phoenix! The one from my poster!!!”
Yifan and Baekhyun laugh at Chanyeol’s reactions, and Baekhyun thanks Yifan on behalf of Chanyeol. So far, Baekhyun and Chanyeol have opened Hyunsik’s gift to them, which was one of those state-of-the-art, finest coffeemaker machine products, and Yixing’s gift, which was one of the expensive wines imported from a renowned vineyard in the West Coast.
Kyungsoo and Jongin have already opened gifts from Baekhyun, Chanyeol, and recently, Hyunsik. A chefbook for Kyungsoo, a book on the history of dance and some CDs for Jongin, couple bracelets for the two of them, and a photo frame of the two couples in the park the other day. The gift from Hyunsik left a puzzling impression on Kyungsoo, though Jongin already knows what the gift is used for; they are customized metal dog tags of different colors designed by Hyunsik himself at the company he works at.
“What are these for?”
“You’ll find out, Kyungsoo-yah…” Hyunsik shares a knowing look with Jongin, who blushes and smiles back. Kyungsoo catches this and decides to press further.
“What’s going on with you two?” Jongin snaps his focus to Kyungsoo before he averts his eyes, biting on the bottom of his lips. Hyunsik shakes his head, smiling.
Giving Hyunsik one more last squinting glance, Kyungsoo looks down to admire the dog tags. Maybe they’re just for us to use as accessories? But it’s customized and we can also write our names there…I don’t think so. Kyungsoo thinks to himself, not sure what the dog tags really are used for
Yifan and Yixing have opened Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s present to them. For Yixing, he has a coat from a popular fashion designer brand and two sets of oils and incense for relaxation and massage; for Yifan, he has a martini set and a margarita shaker. They will be opening gifts from Kyungsoo and Jongin, once Hyunsik has unwrapped his second gift, from Yifan and Yixing.
“WOW! A MANBAG!” Hyunsik stands up to test the bag on his shoulders, walking around a bit with a smile on his face. “This is awesome, thanks, Yixing-ah and Yifan-ah! You guys are amazing!”
Hyunsik gingerly makes his way to Yixing and Yifan, careful not to step on some framed objects on the floor, giving them each a hug. He makes his way back to look at his gift from Baekhyun and Chanyeol. It was a photo frame of him, Kyungsoo, Chanyeol and Baekhyun when they were teenagers back in Seoul. He held it fondly in his hands, staring at the pictures with admiration and nostalgia.
“Okay, time for us to open ours frrrrroooooommmm…Kyungsoo and Jonginnie!” Yifan makes his voice to imitate like a commentator speaking on the microphone for sports, as Yixing picks up the presents. Yixing rolls his eyes with an amused expression as the others chuckle. What the couple unwrapped is something they did not expect.
“Aww this is nice! Look, Yifan, you too. It’s a photo frame of me with you guys a few days ago. Thank you, Kyu-“ Yixing spots something else in the box, suspicious that it is not the bottom of the box yet. He looks inside cautiously, searching through the Styrofoam peanuts. When he clears away the peanuts from what appears to be a white box, he gapes in shock at the name. “What?! You got me an iPad, guys?!”
Kyungsoo and Jongin nod excitedly, happy that Yixing was stoked with his gift
“You guys are the best roommates I could ever ask for, seriously.” Yixing crawls over to Kyungsoo and Jongin, giving a three-man hug. He presses his lips to Jongin’s and Kyungsoo’s foreheads before making his way back, reclaiming his spot next to Yifan, who looked a bit bristled earlier from the sight of his boyfriend’s affection. Yixing takes out the box that has the iPad and opens it, exclaiming when he finally sees the iPad. Yifan watches his boyfriend with an amused expression, and then he looks for his gift from Kyungsoo and Jongin. When he finds it, he is surprised to see a medium-sized box and hurries to open it, his curiosity burning inside him.
“Well this is nice!” Yifan picks up a silver dress shirt with a gray tie from his box, which is almost as huge as Yixing’s, but not too huge. He exclaims when he looks again to the box, finding an artist’s kit of pastels and paintbrushes. “Wow! You guys are so awesome; I can’t get enough of these kits! I will be definitely using them! It’s time to kick the bucket on my old kit, haha.”
When Kyungsoo and Jongin unwrap the presents from Yixing and Yifan, two things happen at once. Jongin smiles at Yixing when he unwraps to see a box containing a feet massager; Kyungsoo mumbling in confusion at the sight of a leash and a mini-blender packed together, but excited to have a mini-blender. A reddening Yixing apologizes for his idiotic decision to pack the two items, because he thought it would save paper. Kyungsoo nods, forgiving him with a smile.
“But…what is the leash for, though?” Yixing is about to reply when Jongin interrupts, unaware of the conversation.
“Hyung…look at this. Wow…” Jongin says breathlessly. “It’s from Yifan-hyung.” Everyone watches Jongin as he turns over the gift in his hand, lifting it up for everyone to see. “Look at us, the details on our faces and it’s a bit creepy, ‘cause it’s like staring into a mirror of fixed positions. And that is a compliment.”
Everyone stares in awe at Yifan’s present, a sketched portrait of Kyungsoo and Jongin having an enjoyable time in the park. Yixing can see the faces of Jongin and Kyungsoo in the painting, a bit startled that the painting look so real that they could come to life in Yixing’s eyes, all because of the pencils and the talent of his famous boyfriend, Wu Yifan.
“Yifan-hyung, it is quite amazing!! Just mind-blowi-…are my eyes usually that big?” Kyungsoo stares at his painted self’s eyes, his eyes widening. Everyone chuckles at Kyungsoo’s actions. Hyunsik speaks up. “It doesn’t matter to us how big your eyes are, they’re an asset for you. Be proud of that.”
Baekhyun and Chanyeol then open their presents from Kyungsoo and Jongin. Baekhyun snorts out loud when he sees the Vodka and Scotch bottles, sneaking a glance at Yixing and smiling at him. Chanyeol then opens a small parcel and he sees a photo frame of Baekhyun and Chanyeol with Kyungsoo and Hyunsik from high school. Baekhyun looks over and they both share a knowing look. It was the moment after they had confessed to each other and kissed, unaware that Hyunsik took a picture. Kyungsoo and Hyunsik’s silly faces cause Baekhyun to giggle.
A sudden laughter breaks the attention of Yifan, Yixing, Baekhyun and Chanyeol. Hyunsik roars out laughing when he opens his presents from Kyungsoo and Jongin. Kyungsoo chortles, clutching his stomach. Jongin is amused, watching them.
What made Hyunsik laugh is the box full of ketchup packets. Jongin smiles but he goes to inform Hyunsik, “Hyung, that’s not your Christmas present. The real one is somewhere in the ketchup pot.&rdquo
“Oh?” Curious, Hyunsik dives his hands into the box. He makes a surprised face when his hands come across a solid, smaller box.
“You find it?” Chanyeol asks. Hyunsik nods and he pulls it out.
“Whoa.” Hyunsik stares at his gift, a glass-cased box with one of the nice kind of watches that Kyungsoo and Jongin have seen at Yifan’s art exhibition. “Wow, thank you, Kyungsoo-yah and Jongin-ah. I…don’t know what else to say,” says Hyunsik, floored to receive such kind of a gift.
“You’re very welcome, hyung.” Kyungsoo and Jongin reply back at the same time. They look at each other, surprised at their timing. Smiling, Jongin playfully nudges Kyungsoo with his shoulder.
Yifan and Yixing then retrieve the last present from Hyunsik and unwrap the box together. Inside, it is revealed to have two wallets, each having their names branded on the leather in small print. They look at each other before reading their own names on the wallets.
“My cousin, Eunkwang-hyung, designed those wallets. They were already manufactured, don’t worry. It takes more than a day to make those wallets.” Hyunsik reassures the couple when he sees the awed looks on their faces. “I thought it’d be neat to have these kind of wallets because they’re genuine leather and really cozy to fit in your back pockets, or whichever you pocket in your pants. It’s pretty neat with your names branded on them, isn’t it?” Yixing and Yifan nod, thanking him. “You’re welcome. I designed the names and had them laser-burned on the wallets.” Hyunsik smiles. “It was my pleasure to do something like this for you two.” They smile back at him.
“And now it’s time for Yifan-hyung, Yixing-hyung, Kyungsoo-yah and Jongin-ah to open their presents from each other. Baekhyun and I will be opening our presents to each other when we get back to our own apartment, don’t worry about it. You guys go ahead and we’ll see what you guys have!” Chanyeol’s voice booms in the living room.
Yifan opens his present from Yixing and sees one of the top quality, higher-priced digital drawing tablet inside
“What…Xing-ah, you got me this??” Yifan’s floored expression makes Yixing grin wider.
“Mhm! I thought it’d be neat if you have something electronic to express your creations. I was amazed with your sketches and paintings of people, animals, and just do many different subjects that I wanted to get something that stresses your artistic talents. Plus, it can save your drawings in files, so it doesn’t get wet in the rain or torn up like papers would do.” Yixing sees that Yifan’s face changes from floored to touched, ending with a grin on his face.
“I really love it, Yixing. Thank you, love.” Cupping the right side of Yixing’s head, Yifan leans closer to give a kiss on Yixing’s left temple, causing Yixing to smile and giggle. With his hand still on Yixing’s head, Yifan then reaches for his present for Yixing with his free hand, and gives it to him. The couples and Hyunsik beam at the sight of the two. Yixing then opens his rectangular-shaped present box from Yifan, and is shocked to see a framed painting of a scene from his favorite book that Yixing himself had recommended to Yifan, where the prince has a rose in the story. He is blown away when he notices that the face on the prince had been modified to resemble Yixing himself
“There’s one more behind this one, Yixing-ah,” Yifan comments. Yixing lifts the framed painting to see another framed sketch, this time showing Yixing holding Ace in his arms. He vaguely remembers that night, but he remembers holding the alpaca doll and crooning at it. He takes out both portraits and shows them to the others watching. Everyone is in awe of the presents as Yixing thanks Yifan and facing each other, they kiss each other for a brief moment.
When it is time for Kyungsoo and Jongin to open theirs, Kyungsoo lets Jongin open his present first. Jongin squeals when he unwraps a box that holds the headphones made by one of the famous music producers and artists himself. It has been a trend among music lovers and dancers.
“HYUNG! How did you know? I’ve always wanted one, but I never told you about it! I love you so much for getting me this!” Jongin tackles a grinning Kyungsoo with a hug, almost bringing them both to the floor. Everyone chuckles at the sight of their two adorable younger friends.
Jongin then sits up, pulling Kyungsoo with him so they can sit up properly and have Kyungsoo open up his present from him.
“Hyung, this is for you,” Jongin says, giving a boxed present that seems extremely light in weight
Kyungsoo stares at the box before he takes it, shaking it a little. He glances at Jongin. “What’s this?”
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out, hyung~” Jongin says in a singsong voice. Kyungsoo opens the box with curious eyes, and finds a big strip of paper. He picks it up and reads it silently, unaware that Jongin is watching him with glee.
When Kyungsoo reached the end of the strip, his eyes widen and he gasps. “W-Wh-where is it?! Where’s the puppy, Jongin, are you serious?!” Jongin’s eyes twinkle as he nods, replying that it is at a vet care clinic near the pet adoption center and that they can get it sometime tomorrow in the morning. Kyungsoo looks on with wide eyes and a huge smile on his face, before he tackles Jongin with a hug. Everyone bursts out laughing at the repeated actions as they wait to hear what Kyungsoo has to say.
“A PUPPY! GUYS, WE’RE GETTING A PUPPY! SO THAT’S WHAT THE DOG TAGS AND THE LEASH WERE FOR!!” Everyone smiles at Kyungsoo’s excitement. Yixing, Yifan and Hyunsik nod as Kyungsoo directs the last comment to the three men.
“What kind of puppy is it, Jongin-ah?” Baekhyun asks Jongin curiously
“A Japanese Spitz Puppy. I heard hyung mention it a few months ago when we first met, about if he ever wanted a pet, it would be that.” Jongin says shyly. He glances at Kyungsoo, who stares back in awe, touched by Jongin’s thoughtfulness.
“Aww, aren’t you sweet? We have a dog like that, but it’s matured now. He’s with Chanyeol’s family over in Queens. His name’s King, though,” Baekhyun comments.
“I’m gonna name it Blanco, ‘cause if I had a house of pets, I’d name each of them with a color of different languages.” Kyungsoo says with an air of finality. Jongin shoots a knowing look to Yixing.
“Won’t that be confusing, though?” Yifan ponders.
“Nope! Not for me!” Kyungsoo chirps.
- - -
“Well…Guess we have to go, guys. It’s getting late, Kyunggie-yah.” Yixing hears Baekhyun say a little lazily, after seeing his boyfriend nodding off a few times during their post-dinner coffee/tea time. Baekhyun and Chanyeol were seated next to Kyungsoo and Hyunsik on the couch, while Yifan has his arms wrapped around Yixing, seated on the adjacent couch. Jongin is seated on the floor between Kyungsoo’s legs, already asleep with his head resting on one of Kyungsoo’s knees. Hyunsik has his arm around Kyungsoo’s shoulders, and Kyungsoo has one of his hands in Jongin’s hair and the other resting on Hyunsik’s left thigh, though Hyunsik has his free hand resting on top of it as well.
“Alright…I wish I could get up and hug you guys but…” Kyungsoo whispers as he indicates Baekhyun and Chanyeol to Jongin’s sleeping state. “Merry Christmas, though!”
Baekhyun and Chanyeol mirror back the greeting and they smile at the sight of Jongin. Baekhyun assures Kyungsoo that it is fine and that they’ll see each other more often anyway since they are all neighbors. Baekhyun and Chanyeol reach to pet Jongin’s head before they move away from the sofas. Hyunsik, Yixing, and Yifan, however, get up to hug Baekhyun and Chanyeol, thanking them for the presents. Hyunsik sits back down as Yixing and Yifan lead them out the door, and Jongin stirs at the soft commotion.
“Oh yeah, our pan…” Chanyeol turns around sleepily, about to head back inside. Yixing stops him.
“Don’t worry about it, I’ll return it to you after I wash it…or Yifan can return it to you, either way.”
“Aw, thanks, Yixing-hyung. You’re so kind…” Chanyeol says with a smile, his voice heavy with sleep.
“Merry Christmas, you guys,” Yixing says softly and Yifan follows suit. The retreating couple echoes back in the same manner before they head to the stairs.
When Yixing and Yifan come back inside, they find Kyungsoo resting his head on Hyunsik’s shoulder, still somewhat awake, but Jongin had moved to lie down on the couch, his head resting on Kyungsoo’s lap.
Yixing makes his way to the sleepy trio and pets Jongin’s hair. Jongin stirs awake, looking up with droopy eyes. “D’you wanna sleep in your bed?&rdquo
Jongin whines. “I wanna sleep here with Kyunggie-hyung and Hyunsik-hyung.”
“Jongin-ah…let’s go sleep in our bedroom, I’m leaving Hyunsik to the other bedroom. Our couches are definitely not made for sleeping.” Kyungsoo pats Jongin’s head lightly. “C’mon, up you get, Jonginnie.”
Jongin pouts when he moves up, scrubbing his eyes. When the trio stands up, Jongin immediately places his chin on Kyungsoo’s shoulder, hugging him. Hyunsik smiles at the sight and ruffles both Jongin and Kyungsoo’s hairs, earning a groaning sound from Jongin and a look from Kyungsoo.
“What can I say, you two are the most precious couple I’ve seen. But thanks, Kyunggie-yah, for the bedroom. I’m sorry, Yixing-hyung, I should’ve asked you first but Kyungsoo insisted I spend the night here instead of leaving at this time of the night,” Hyunsik shrugs. Yixing shakes his head.
“No no, you’re more than welcome to spend the night here, anytime. It’s Christmas Eve, so just sleep here. We’re not gonna kick you out or anything. Good night and Merry Christmas, Hyunsik-ah.”
After Hyunsik goes into the other bedroom to sleep, the remaining four drag themselves to the hallway where their bedrooms are. Still having Jongin’s arms around his body, Kyungsoo half-walks, half-drags Jongin into their bedroom, and Yixing and Yifan can see their roommates heading to their bed before Kyungsoo turns around. Kyungsoo bids Yifan and Yixing good night with a Merry Christmas. The leftover couple echoes back before they close the door of Jongin and Kyungsoo’s bedroom.
“Ahh…that was the most wonderful Christmas Eve I’ve had in a long time,” Yifan sighs as he wraps his arms loosely around Yixing’s neck once more. Yixing smiles as he leads them to his bedroom.
“I agree, I’m glad you said that. It really was the most wonderful time to spend with friends this year.” Yixing giggles as the memory of Jongdae plays in his head, as Jongdae sings the song that shares almost similar lyrics to what Yixing has said. He is shaken out of his thoughts when Yifan turns him around and captures his lips for a sweet kiss, with no passion this time, only pure love and gentleness. Yixing sighs into the kiss and the two of them continue to make out before pulling away for air.
“Mistletoe,” Yifan laughs breathily.
Yixing groans, forgetting that the mistletoe is still hanging above his door. “Mistletoe or not, I have one hell of a romantic kisser.” Yifan looks at Yixing in mock astonishment.
“Look at you, you’re supposed to be my cute, blushing angel, and you said hell.”
“I don’t blush that much!” Yixing reddens.
“Yeah, and I don’t swear that much when we have sex,” Yifan teases his boyfriend.
“Okay fine. Wait, are you implying we’re gonna have sex tonight?” Yixing blushes even harder.
“Nah, I’m too tired. We’re too tired, let’s just cuddle.”
“That, I can do with.”
Yixing feels a tug on his nose, no longer making a big deal out of it. Instead of whining or scrunching his face, he mirrors the gesture on Yifan’s nose, earning a surprised look and a chuckle from his boyfriend. He smiles as he tugs Yifan into his bedroom and the two of them strip off their clothes.
The couple gets into bed and Yixing feels himself being spooned, his naked back against Yifan’s naked chest, their legs slightly tangled. With their hands intertwining, Yixing feels his boyfriend’s lips on his neck, and Yifan’s arm tightening around his middle.
“Good night and Merry Christmas, Yixing-ah…My little prince.”
Author tikibuddy91
Characters: EXO (Baekhyun, Chanyeol, Jongin, Kyungsoo, Yifan and Yixing), BTOB (Hyunsik with mention of Eunkwang)
Word Count: 5200
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, humor, drama
It's the last part of My Little Prince. I feel happy about this. :) (Happy belated birthday to precious Do Kyungsoo bb AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BIASWRECKER/SPOUSE OF MY BIAS, KIM JONGIN.)
“You know what…since you’re getting the leash for them…I’ll get this one. They can use it for their private time.”
“…I don’t think Kyungsoo would like that, Yifan…Jongin might, though, but I don’t think so.”
“What…I said it can be used when they’re having a private time themselves, it’s not for public use.” Yifan shrugs, the box in his hand. Yixing grabs Yifan’s wrist to study the box.
“…The box says that it may cause discomfort…I don’t even want to hear either of my roommates screaming at night when they try it…Their toes would curl, most likely.”
“Look at the vibrate settings, Yixing…Tell me that none of these settings made you uncomfortable when you tried it earlier…and you’re the most sensitive person I know so far.”
Yixing looks tentatively at the box that contains a feet massager. It was one of Yifan’s ideas for Yixing as a gift for Yixing’s roommate couple, one that he thought that they would enjoy for themselves.
“Why don’t you buy it, then? ’Cause I’m not buying that, though Jongin would probably like it.” Yixing grabs a box of the mini-blender from the aisle shelves. “Meanwhile, I’ve decided and I’m gonna buy this for them. Jongin can easily use it for smoothies or whatever, and Kyungsoo can use it as an asset for his cooking skills. A leash and a mini-blender from me, and a foot massager from you. Well, that is, if you’re gonna buy it. Go buy it!”
“Yixing-ah…I told you, I already have a handmade gift for them.”
“…What kind of handmade gift? You barely know them, let alone see them. Yifan, you guys met like what, four days ago…”
“Hey hey now…don’t look down on us artists…we have an impeccable skill to create something out of nothing, sometimes given within the time constraint.”
“Keep telling yourself that, Yifan…so why can’t yo-“
Ring ring…
Yixing takes out his phone, checking the caller ID. It is Jongin.
“Hello, Jongin-ah…what’s up?”
“Hyung, where are you?” Jongin’s voice sounds a bit wary.
“At the sh-…out. With Yifan. It’s quite a nice weather outside.” Yixing puts on a cheery mood. “Why?”
“Liar, hyung. You’re in the shopping mall.”
“Yah! How do…you know?” Yixing ends the question lamely when he realizes his slip.
“Look behind you, hyung.”
Yixing whirls around and he finds no one nearby. It grabs Yifan’s attention as he was looking at some kitchen mixers, and he watches Yixing cautiously.
“I’m next to the mannequin with the black coat and hat.”
Yixing finds one of the mannequins and lets out a gasp. There is Jongin, smirking at him with his phone in hand.
“What? What’s wrong, Yixing?” Yifan stands next to his boyfriend, scanning the area.
Yixing swears he hears Jongin chuckling in the phone before he ends the call, putting his phone in his jacket pocket. He turns around and pushes the cart, Yifan following behind him. “Dangit, Jongin already saw our presents for them. They’re not supposed to know.”
“Wait, what? Where was he?” Yifan looks back once more. Jongin has already left the scene.
“Never you mind. Dammit, I can’t think of any other presents to get for them but these.”
- - -
Yixing and Yifan are setting the last few plates and utensils on the decorated Christmas-themed table, when a knock is heard on the door and Jongin answers it.
“MERRY CHRISTMAS…EVE!” Baekhyun declares as he and Chanyeol enter Yixing’s apartment for their Christmas Eve dinner. Baekhyun is carrying presents and Chanyeol is carrying a small pan of roasted vegetables.
“Ayo, I declare this night to be a Merry Kris-mas Eve. Guys, waddup? Badum-tssss…” Yifan makes an air drum before trailing off, noticing that not a single person is laughing at his joke. Chanyeol makes his way to the kitchen to drop off the pan on the stove, giving a deadpanned look at Yifan. Yifan winces when Yixing slaps him on the chest with the back of his hand. “Stop that, geez.”
“What? Don’t you think it’s genius, babe?” Yixing stares at Yifan with a ‘are you kidding me?’ look.
“First of all, it was probably genius back in the old days to have a name such as Kris to be in the Christmas name. It is not the case this time of the century. Second of all, need I remind you that I have a name?” Yixing hisses, glaring at his boyfriend.
“Yes, because you’ve been on my mind, I can’t seem to remember anything but your face.” There are groans from Chanyeol, Baekhyun and Jongin as they make their way to the living room. Yixing’s jaw drops at Yifan’s excessiveness, pretending to be insulted. Jongin makes a violent shudder with his body, pulling a face of disgust. Baekhyun and Chanyeol make faces at each other as Baekhyun deposits the gifts under the table that supports a small Christmas tree.
“What’s happening to our neighbor? Geez…”
“Yixing happened.”
“HEY!” Yixing slaps Yifan on the chest for the second time.
“Ow! I meant that as a compliment, sheesh…” Yifan hugs Yixing from behind, trapping his arms to his sides.
Kyungsoo is busy in the kitchen, too focused to hear the conversation, discussing with Hyunsik about some ingredients as they prepare the dinner meals. A honey-glazed ham is baking in the oven, while Hyunsik keeps watch of the butternut squash soup heating on the stovetop. Kyungsoo is working on his fruit custard pie for dessert. Jongin does not seem to mind now that Hyunsik is around, since he knows Kyungsoo would never turn his back on him. He has kind of taken with Hyunsik to be a cool hyung. He seems a lot more cheerful yet still being polite to Hyunsik.
“Jonginnie-yah, aigoo. This kid, he’s killing me,” Hyunsik laughs with an eyesmile, joins the group to ruffle Jongin’s head. “That shudder you just did, Jonginnie,” Hyunsik tries to imitate Jongin’s actions, but fails, earning a weird look from Jongin himself. Kyungsoo has looked up in time to see Hyunsik do a fail shudder, and he laughs, shaking his head. “He’s too adorable for his own good, Kyungsoo-yah. Yah, Baekkie-yah, you’re getting too old to get the award for adorableness. Jonginnie here automatically wins the title.”
“Hyunnngg…I’m not a kid!” Jongin whines, forgetting his manners. “Hyung, please tell Hyunsik-hyung I’m not a kid!” He pleads to Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo smiles, shaking his head. “You’re the maknae among us, Jonginnie. Doesn’t matter if you think you’re too old or that you’re not a kid. You’re the youngest.”
“But I’m not a kiiidd~”
“Not like this, you aren’t,” Hyunsik teases. “You’re lucky you don’t have me, ‘cause I would’ve spoil you to no end.” Hyunsik leans in to whisper so Jongin can only hear him, “And I’d prolly cuddle with you in bed every single night.” Jongin blushes, pulling away from Hyunsik.
“Hyung, why are you like that? Please don’t, you’re starting to creep me out.” Hyunsik laughs.
“Relax, Jonginnie; I was kidding about the last part, though I still would like to cuddle with you, would that be okay with you? Wait, would that be okay with you, Kyungsoo-yah?” Hyunsik raises his voice a little louder to Kyungsoo.
To Jongin’s horror, Hyunsik’s delight, Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s astonishment, Yixing and Yifan’s amusement, Kyungsoo gives a nod, saying, “Yup! Go for it!”
“NOO, HYUUNNGGG~ I DON’T LIKE YOU ANYMORE, KYUNGGIE-HYUNG.” Jongin howls when he is pulled onto Hyunsik’s lap and is hugged from behind.
Kyungsoo cackles when he replies, “You don’t like me anymore, Jonginnie-yah? Obviously, because you love me! Or would you rather I go to Hyunsik-hyung instead?" Kyungsoo winks at Jongin, letting him know that he is joking. Jongin silences when Hyunsik places his chin on Jongin’s shoulder, and he looks at him warily.
Hyunsik looks up at Jongin. “What?”
“It feels a bit awkward when my feet are already touching the ground as I’m sitting on your lap, hyung. No offense to your height.” Jongin’s cheeks are tinted pink, and Hyunsik blinks, looking to the ground.
Everyone except Jongin in the living room looks to the ground and roars in laughter at the blunt truth behind Jongin’s line, Hyunsik included.
“What does it matter, you’re still lower than us in terms of age. Yifan-hyung’s the oldest of us all, but you’re the youngest of us all. Take pride in that, Jongin-ah.” Hyunsik pats Jongin’s bottom.
“Yeah, you’re gonna get spoiled by all of us in this room,” Yifan says. Yixing is surprised at his boyfriend’s line, astonished at Yifan’s comfortableness with the group, despite having met them shortly a few times.
Just then, the oven beeps, signaling the end of the ham’s cooking in the oven.
“I got that, Kyunggie-yah. Don’t touch the oven! Sorry, Jonginnie.” Hyunsik moves Jongin aside as he gets up to walk to the kitchen. Kyungsoo hands him the oven mitts before Hyunsik opens the oven to take out the pan with the ham on it, and placing it on the table to let it rest its juices. Kyungsoo brings out the butternut squash soup and the vegetables to the table.
“Dinner’s ready in a few minutes!”
- - -
“Oh man…I’m…stuffed,” Chanyeol announces, patting his stomach. The seven men are seated on the couches, having finished dessert.
“You can say that again,” Yifan chuckles.
“Oh man…I- oof! Baekhyun-ah, I was just playing. Man, you hit me on my stomach, almost felt like I was gonna hurl.” Baekhyun glowers at his boyfriend for the immature action he was about to do, literally repeating a line after hearing ‘you can say that again’.
“I swear, Yifan-hyung must be rubbing some kind of cheesiness on you. What has gotten to you, Chanyeol?”
“Sorry, Baekkie-yah,” Chanyeol smiles as he hugs Baekhyun from the side. Shaking his head, Baekhyun shifts his focus to Kyungsoo.
“Kyungsoo-yah, that ham…mmm, that was the best ham I’ve ever had in my whole life,” Baekhyun praises Kyungsoo. “Yah, Kyunggie, how come we never knew about your cooking skills at all, back when we were in high school?”
“You never asked,” Kyungsoo jokes, sticking his tongue out.
“OHHHHHHHH,” Hyunsik and Yifan exclaim. They look at each other with amazement at their reactions before they crack up. Yixing is eyeing his boyfriend with a judging look, as Jongin does the same to Hyunsik.
“You guys are weird,” Yixing and Jongin say at the same time. They look at each other, grinning at their impeccable timing. After all, they have been roommates for the longest time. They are bound to have some moments of shared thinking.
“Wow, you guys are creepy,” Baekhyun and Chanyeol comment, before they point at each other and laugh.
“STOP IT, ALL OF YOU. You guys are scaring me with all this ‘two voices, one thought’ thing, it’s just so creepy,” Kyungsoo says, looking a little uncomfortable.
“It can’t be helped, Kyunggie-yah,” Hyunsik comforts his close friend, soothing his back. “It’s just a freaky act of nature, I suppose. Anyway, who’s up for presents?” Jongin straightens up at the word of ‘presents’, looking excited.
- - -
“WAHHH!! THIS IS AWESOME!” Chanyeol stares at the painting given to him and Baekhyun from Yifan. The painting has a phoenix with light dramatically shining down on it, with the headshots of Chanyeol and Baekhyun on either side. “BAEKHYUNNIE, LOOK! LOOK! THAT’S US! Mother of God, it’s the Phoenix! The one from my poster!!!”
Yifan and Baekhyun laugh at Chanyeol’s reactions, and Baekhyun thanks Yifan on behalf of Chanyeol. So far, Baekhyun and Chanyeol have opened Hyunsik’s gift to them, which was one of those state-of-the-art, finest coffeemaker machine products, and Yixing’s gift, which was one of the expensive wines imported from a renowned vineyard in the West Coast.
Kyungsoo and Jongin have already opened gifts from Baekhyun, Chanyeol, and recently, Hyunsik. A chefbook for Kyungsoo, a book on the history of dance and some CDs for Jongin, couple bracelets for the two of them, and a photo frame of the two couples in the park the other day. The gift from Hyunsik left a puzzling impression on Kyungsoo, though Jongin already knows what the gift is used for; they are customized metal dog tags of different colors designed by Hyunsik himself at the company he works at.
“What are these for?”
“You’ll find out, Kyungsoo-yah…” Hyunsik shares a knowing look with Jongin, who blushes and smiles back. Kyungsoo catches this and decides to press further.
“What’s going on with you two?” Jongin snaps his focus to Kyungsoo before he averts his eyes, biting on the bottom of his lips. Hyunsik shakes his head, smiling.
Giving Hyunsik one more last squinting glance, Kyungsoo looks down to admire the dog tags. Maybe they’re just for us to use as accessories? But it’s customized and we can also write our names there…I don’t think so. Kyungsoo thinks to himself, not sure what the dog tags really are used for
Yifan and Yixing have opened Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s present to them. For Yixing, he has a coat from a popular fashion designer brand and two sets of oils and incense for relaxation and massage; for Yifan, he has a martini set and a margarita shaker. They will be opening gifts from Kyungsoo and Jongin, once Hyunsik has unwrapped his second gift, from Yifan and Yixing.
“WOW! A MANBAG!” Hyunsik stands up to test the bag on his shoulders, walking around a bit with a smile on his face. “This is awesome, thanks, Yixing-ah and Yifan-ah! You guys are amazing!”
Hyunsik gingerly makes his way to Yixing and Yifan, careful not to step on some framed objects on the floor, giving them each a hug. He makes his way back to look at his gift from Baekhyun and Chanyeol. It was a photo frame of him, Kyungsoo, Chanyeol and Baekhyun when they were teenagers back in Seoul. He held it fondly in his hands, staring at the pictures with admiration and nostalgia.
“Okay, time for us to open ours frrrrroooooommmm…Kyungsoo and Jonginnie!” Yifan makes his voice to imitate like a commentator speaking on the microphone for sports, as Yixing picks up the presents. Yixing rolls his eyes with an amused expression as the others chuckle. What the couple unwrapped is something they did not expect.
“Aww this is nice! Look, Yifan, you too. It’s a photo frame of me with you guys a few days ago. Thank you, Kyu-“ Yixing spots something else in the box, suspicious that it is not the bottom of the box yet. He looks inside cautiously, searching through the Styrofoam peanuts. When he clears away the peanuts from what appears to be a white box, he gapes in shock at the name. “What?! You got me an iPad, guys?!”
Kyungsoo and Jongin nod excitedly, happy that Yixing was stoked with his gift
“You guys are the best roommates I could ever ask for, seriously.” Yixing crawls over to Kyungsoo and Jongin, giving a three-man hug. He presses his lips to Jongin’s and Kyungsoo’s foreheads before making his way back, reclaiming his spot next to Yifan, who looked a bit bristled earlier from the sight of his boyfriend’s affection. Yixing takes out the box that has the iPad and opens it, exclaiming when he finally sees the iPad. Yifan watches his boyfriend with an amused expression, and then he looks for his gift from Kyungsoo and Jongin. When he finds it, he is surprised to see a medium-sized box and hurries to open it, his curiosity burning inside him.
“Well this is nice!” Yifan picks up a silver dress shirt with a gray tie from his box, which is almost as huge as Yixing’s, but not too huge. He exclaims when he looks again to the box, finding an artist’s kit of pastels and paintbrushes. “Wow! You guys are so awesome; I can’t get enough of these kits! I will be definitely using them! It’s time to kick the bucket on my old kit, haha.”
When Kyungsoo and Jongin unwrap the presents from Yixing and Yifan, two things happen at once. Jongin smiles at Yixing when he unwraps to see a box containing a feet massager; Kyungsoo mumbling in confusion at the sight of a leash and a mini-blender packed together, but excited to have a mini-blender. A reddening Yixing apologizes for his idiotic decision to pack the two items, because he thought it would save paper. Kyungsoo nods, forgiving him with a smile.
“But…what is the leash for, though?” Yixing is about to reply when Jongin interrupts, unaware of the conversation.
“Hyung…look at this. Wow…” Jongin says breathlessly. “It’s from Yifan-hyung.” Everyone watches Jongin as he turns over the gift in his hand, lifting it up for everyone to see. “Look at us, the details on our faces and it’s a bit creepy, ‘cause it’s like staring into a mirror of fixed positions. And that is a compliment.”
Everyone stares in awe at Yifan’s present, a sketched portrait of Kyungsoo and Jongin having an enjoyable time in the park. Yixing can see the faces of Jongin and Kyungsoo in the painting, a bit startled that the painting look so real that they could come to life in Yixing’s eyes, all because of the pencils and the talent of his famous boyfriend, Wu Yifan.
“Yifan-hyung, it is quite amazing!! Just mind-blowi-…are my eyes usually that big?” Kyungsoo stares at his painted self’s eyes, his eyes widening. Everyone chuckles at Kyungsoo’s actions. Hyunsik speaks up. “It doesn’t matter to us how big your eyes are, they’re an asset for you. Be proud of that.”
Baekhyun and Chanyeol then open their presents from Kyungsoo and Jongin. Baekhyun snorts out loud when he sees the Vodka and Scotch bottles, sneaking a glance at Yixing and smiling at him. Chanyeol then opens a small parcel and he sees a photo frame of Baekhyun and Chanyeol with Kyungsoo and Hyunsik from high school. Baekhyun looks over and they both share a knowing look. It was the moment after they had confessed to each other and kissed, unaware that Hyunsik took a picture. Kyungsoo and Hyunsik’s silly faces cause Baekhyun to giggle.
A sudden laughter breaks the attention of Yifan, Yixing, Baekhyun and Chanyeol. Hyunsik roars out laughing when he opens his presents from Kyungsoo and Jongin. Kyungsoo chortles, clutching his stomach. Jongin is amused, watching them.
What made Hyunsik laugh is the box full of ketchup packets. Jongin smiles but he goes to inform Hyunsik, “Hyung, that’s not your Christmas present. The real one is somewhere in the ketchup pot.&rdquo
“Oh?” Curious, Hyunsik dives his hands into the box. He makes a surprised face when his hands come across a solid, smaller box.
“You find it?” Chanyeol asks. Hyunsik nods and he pulls it out.
“Whoa.” Hyunsik stares at his gift, a glass-cased box with one of the nice kind of watches that Kyungsoo and Jongin have seen at Yifan’s art exhibition. “Wow, thank you, Kyungsoo-yah and Jongin-ah. I…don’t know what else to say,” says Hyunsik, floored to receive such kind of a gift.
“You’re very welcome, hyung.” Kyungsoo and Jongin reply back at the same time. They look at each other, surprised at their timing. Smiling, Jongin playfully nudges Kyungsoo with his shoulder.
Yifan and Yixing then retrieve the last present from Hyunsik and unwrap the box together. Inside, it is revealed to have two wallets, each having their names branded on the leather in small print. They look at each other before reading their own names on the wallets.
“My cousin, Eunkwang-hyung, designed those wallets. They were already manufactured, don’t worry. It takes more than a day to make those wallets.” Hyunsik reassures the couple when he sees the awed looks on their faces. “I thought it’d be neat to have these kind of wallets because they’re genuine leather and really cozy to fit in your back pockets, or whichever you pocket in your pants. It’s pretty neat with your names branded on them, isn’t it?” Yixing and Yifan nod, thanking him. “You’re welcome. I designed the names and had them laser-burned on the wallets.” Hyunsik smiles. “It was my pleasure to do something like this for you two.” They smile back at him.
“And now it’s time for Yifan-hyung, Yixing-hyung, Kyungsoo-yah and Jongin-ah to open their presents from each other. Baekhyun and I will be opening our presents to each other when we get back to our own apartment, don’t worry about it. You guys go ahead and we’ll see what you guys have!” Chanyeol’s voice booms in the living room.
Yifan opens his present from Yixing and sees one of the top quality, higher-priced digital drawing tablet inside
“What…Xing-ah, you got me this??” Yifan’s floored expression makes Yixing grin wider.
“Mhm! I thought it’d be neat if you have something electronic to express your creations. I was amazed with your sketches and paintings of people, animals, and just do many different subjects that I wanted to get something that stresses your artistic talents. Plus, it can save your drawings in files, so it doesn’t get wet in the rain or torn up like papers would do.” Yixing sees that Yifan’s face changes from floored to touched, ending with a grin on his face.
“I really love it, Yixing. Thank you, love.” Cupping the right side of Yixing’s head, Yifan leans closer to give a kiss on Yixing’s left temple, causing Yixing to smile and giggle. With his hand still on Yixing’s head, Yifan then reaches for his present for Yixing with his free hand, and gives it to him. The couples and Hyunsik beam at the sight of the two. Yixing then opens his rectangular-shaped present box from Yifan, and is shocked to see a framed painting of a scene from his favorite book that Yixing himself had recommended to Yifan, where the prince has a rose in the story. He is blown away when he notices that the face on the prince had been modified to resemble Yixing himself
“There’s one more behind this one, Yixing-ah,” Yifan comments. Yixing lifts the framed painting to see another framed sketch, this time showing Yixing holding Ace in his arms. He vaguely remembers that night, but he remembers holding the alpaca doll and crooning at it. He takes out both portraits and shows them to the others watching. Everyone is in awe of the presents as Yixing thanks Yifan and facing each other, they kiss each other for a brief moment.
When it is time for Kyungsoo and Jongin to open theirs, Kyungsoo lets Jongin open his present first. Jongin squeals when he unwraps a box that holds the headphones made by one of the famous music producers and artists himself. It has been a trend among music lovers and dancers.
“HYUNG! How did you know? I’ve always wanted one, but I never told you about it! I love you so much for getting me this!” Jongin tackles a grinning Kyungsoo with a hug, almost bringing them both to the floor. Everyone chuckles at the sight of their two adorable younger friends.
Jongin then sits up, pulling Kyungsoo with him so they can sit up properly and have Kyungsoo open up his present from him.
“Hyung, this is for you,” Jongin says, giving a boxed present that seems extremely light in weight
Kyungsoo stares at the box before he takes it, shaking it a little. He glances at Jongin. “What’s this?”
“That’s for me to know and for you to find out, hyung~” Jongin says in a singsong voice. Kyungsoo opens the box with curious eyes, and finds a big strip of paper. He picks it up and reads it silently, unaware that Jongin is watching him with glee.
When Kyungsoo reached the end of the strip, his eyes widen and he gasps. “W-Wh-where is it?! Where’s the puppy, Jongin, are you serious?!” Jongin’s eyes twinkle as he nods, replying that it is at a vet care clinic near the pet adoption center and that they can get it sometime tomorrow in the morning. Kyungsoo looks on with wide eyes and a huge smile on his face, before he tackles Jongin with a hug. Everyone bursts out laughing at the repeated actions as they wait to hear what Kyungsoo has to say.
“A PUPPY! GUYS, WE’RE GETTING A PUPPY! SO THAT’S WHAT THE DOG TAGS AND THE LEASH WERE FOR!!” Everyone smiles at Kyungsoo’s excitement. Yixing, Yifan and Hyunsik nod as Kyungsoo directs the last comment to the three men.
“What kind of puppy is it, Jongin-ah?” Baekhyun asks Jongin curiously
“A Japanese Spitz Puppy. I heard hyung mention it a few months ago when we first met, about if he ever wanted a pet, it would be that.” Jongin says shyly. He glances at Kyungsoo, who stares back in awe, touched by Jongin’s thoughtfulness.
“Aww, aren’t you sweet? We have a dog like that, but it’s matured now. He’s with Chanyeol’s family over in Queens. His name’s King, though,” Baekhyun comments.
“I’m gonna name it Blanco, ‘cause if I had a house of pets, I’d name each of them with a color of different languages.” Kyungsoo says with an air of finality. Jongin shoots a knowing look to Yixing.
“Won’t that be confusing, though?” Yifan ponders.
“Nope! Not for me!” Kyungsoo chirps.
- - -
“Well…Guess we have to go, guys. It’s getting late, Kyunggie-yah.” Yixing hears Baekhyun say a little lazily, after seeing his boyfriend nodding off a few times during their post-dinner coffee/tea time. Baekhyun and Chanyeol were seated next to Kyungsoo and Hyunsik on the couch, while Yifan has his arms wrapped around Yixing, seated on the adjacent couch. Jongin is seated on the floor between Kyungsoo’s legs, already asleep with his head resting on one of Kyungsoo’s knees. Hyunsik has his arm around Kyungsoo’s shoulders, and Kyungsoo has one of his hands in Jongin’s hair and the other resting on Hyunsik’s left thigh, though Hyunsik has his free hand resting on top of it as well.
“Alright…I wish I could get up and hug you guys but…” Kyungsoo whispers as he indicates Baekhyun and Chanyeol to Jongin’s sleeping state. “Merry Christmas, though!”
Baekhyun and Chanyeol mirror back the greeting and they smile at the sight of Jongin. Baekhyun assures Kyungsoo that it is fine and that they’ll see each other more often anyway since they are all neighbors. Baekhyun and Chanyeol reach to pet Jongin’s head before they move away from the sofas. Hyunsik, Yixing, and Yifan, however, get up to hug Baekhyun and Chanyeol, thanking them for the presents. Hyunsik sits back down as Yixing and Yifan lead them out the door, and Jongin stirs at the soft commotion.
“Oh yeah, our pan…” Chanyeol turns around sleepily, about to head back inside. Yixing stops him.
“Don’t worry about it, I’ll return it to you after I wash it…or Yifan can return it to you, either way.”
“Aw, thanks, Yixing-hyung. You’re so kind…” Chanyeol says with a smile, his voice heavy with sleep.
“Merry Christmas, you guys,” Yixing says softly and Yifan follows suit. The retreating couple echoes back in the same manner before they head to the stairs.
When Yixing and Yifan come back inside, they find Kyungsoo resting his head on Hyunsik’s shoulder, still somewhat awake, but Jongin had moved to lie down on the couch, his head resting on Kyungsoo’s lap.
Yixing makes his way to the sleepy trio and pets Jongin’s hair. Jongin stirs awake, looking up with droopy eyes. “D’you wanna sleep in your bed?&rdquo
Jongin whines. “I wanna sleep here with Kyunggie-hyung and Hyunsik-hyung.”
“Jongin-ah…let’s go sleep in our bedroom, I’m leaving Hyunsik to the other bedroom. Our couches are definitely not made for sleeping.” Kyungsoo pats Jongin’s head lightly. “C’mon, up you get, Jonginnie.”
Jongin pouts when he moves up, scrubbing his eyes. When the trio stands up, Jongin immediately places his chin on Kyungsoo’s shoulder, hugging him. Hyunsik smiles at the sight and ruffles both Jongin and Kyungsoo’s hairs, earning a groaning sound from Jongin and a look from Kyungsoo.
“What can I say, you two are the most precious couple I’ve seen. But thanks, Kyunggie-yah, for the bedroom. I’m sorry, Yixing-hyung, I should’ve asked you first but Kyungsoo insisted I spend the night here instead of leaving at this time of the night,” Hyunsik shrugs. Yixing shakes his head.
“No no, you’re more than welcome to spend the night here, anytime. It’s Christmas Eve, so just sleep here. We’re not gonna kick you out or anything. Good night and Merry Christmas, Hyunsik-ah.”
After Hyunsik goes into the other bedroom to sleep, the remaining four drag themselves to the hallway where their bedrooms are. Still having Jongin’s arms around his body, Kyungsoo half-walks, half-drags Jongin into their bedroom, and Yixing and Yifan can see their roommates heading to their bed before Kyungsoo turns around. Kyungsoo bids Yifan and Yixing good night with a Merry Christmas. The leftover couple echoes back before they close the door of Jongin and Kyungsoo’s bedroom.
“Ahh…that was the most wonderful Christmas Eve I’ve had in a long time,” Yifan sighs as he wraps his arms loosely around Yixing’s neck once more. Yixing smiles as he leads them to his bedroom.
“I agree, I’m glad you said that. It really was the most wonderful time to spend with friends this year.” Yixing giggles as the memory of Jongdae plays in his head, as Jongdae sings the song that shares almost similar lyrics to what Yixing has said. He is shaken out of his thoughts when Yifan turns him around and captures his lips for a sweet kiss, with no passion this time, only pure love and gentleness. Yixing sighs into the kiss and the two of them continue to make out before pulling away for air.
“Mistletoe,” Yifan laughs breathily.
Yixing groans, forgetting that the mistletoe is still hanging above his door. “Mistletoe or not, I have one hell of a romantic kisser.” Yifan looks at Yixing in mock astonishment.
“Look at you, you’re supposed to be my cute, blushing angel, and you said hell.”
“I don’t blush that much!” Yixing reddens.
“Yeah, and I don’t swear that much when we have sex,” Yifan teases his boyfriend.
“Okay fine. Wait, are you implying we’re gonna have sex tonight?” Yixing blushes even harder.
“Nah, I’m too tired. We’re too tired, let’s just cuddle.”
“That, I can do with.”
Yixing feels a tug on his nose, no longer making a big deal out of it. Instead of whining or scrunching his face, he mirrors the gesture on Yifan’s nose, earning a surprised look and a chuckle from his boyfriend. He smiles as he tugs Yifan into his bedroom and the two of them strip off their clothes.
The couple gets into bed and Yixing feels himself being spooned, his naked back against Yifan’s naked chest, their legs slightly tangled. With their hands intertwining, Yixing feels his boyfriend’s lips on his neck, and Yifan’s arm tightening around his middle.
“Good night and Merry Christmas, Yixing-ah…My little prince.”