Fic: All I Want for Christmas
Fic: All I Want for Christmas (Santa-san is Coming to Town)
Genre: Christmas Crack (I insist, it’s a genre around this time)
Rating: PG-15
Word Count: 4,600+
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer applies
Summary: Akanishi Jin cannot quite make up his mind what he wants to ask Santa for Christmas...
A/N: This fic is a by-product of another Christmas fic I was writing which was going nowhere (Sorry, Na-chan). This one developed around the fifth or sixth draft of the original one. For whatever it's worth, hope you enjoy.
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS (Santa-san is Coming to Town)
December 19 (a little past 3 in the morning)
Akanishi Jin wakes up with a start and an extremely excruciating headache. He looks at his wristwatch and finds it is only a little past 3 in the morning, meaning he had been only asleep for barely an hour. He closes his eyes again hoping to sleep away the pain but a noise jolts him to sit up. Jin sits still, cocks his head, straining his hearing to make out the noise. Someone is humming a Christmas song. Despite the throbbing in his head, Jin stands up. He steadies his footing for a minute before he walks to where he hears the humming coming from.
When he reaches his bedroom, Jin freezes by the doorway, unable to believe what he is seeing. “Tat-chan?” he asks. Seeing that his pretty band mate looks like Peter Pan, he asks, “Isn’t it a little too late for a Halloween costume party?”
“That would be Tatsuya-san for you. And how do you know me?”
Jin looks askance hearing not Ueda’s voice but a squeaky one. He slowly walks inside his room, eyes glued on his guest. As he gets nearer, he realizes that his band mate, who is sitting cross-legged on the piled firewood, is just a couple of feet tall. “You shrunk, Tat-chan!” Jin exclaims, eyes bulging as he flops down on his bed.
“I says call me Tatsuya-san. We are not friends. Elves do not associate with humans” comes the squeaky reply.
“Elf?” Jin blinks twice but his band mate’s namesake elf is still there. He shakes his head then winces when pain surges through his brain. Tequila is so not good for my brain in so many ways, Jin thinks.
“Why do you look surprised?” the elf Tatsuya asks. “We have only less than a week and we have to work overtime. So be quick and tell me what you want for Christmas!”
“Oh my god! You’re one of Santa’s elves?” Jin exclaims once again.
“But of course,” the elf Tatsuya replies snootily. “What other elf did you expect?”
Jin thinks for a while. “The Lord of the Rings has elves. They are far more attractive than ...” Jin says then catches himself. If indeed the small creature in front of him is Santa’s elf, he wouldn’t want to offend him. He likes Christmas presents.
“Whatever...” elf! Tatsuya says. “As I says, be quick and tell me what you want for Christmas.”
Jin is quiet again. He had not given it much thought really, what he wants for Christmas. Most of the things he wants, he can very well afford.
“Come on...come on...” the elf Tatsuya impatiently prods.
“I don’t know...”
The elf clucks his tongue. “Children are much easier to deal with,” he mumbles then draws a deep breath. “Close your eyes and tell me the first thing that you see.”
Jin did as he was told. He closes his eyes but after a couple of seconds, he opens them again and frowns at the vision he just saw in his mind. He cannot possibly want nail polish for Christmas.
“Well then?”
“Let me try again...” Jin asks and he closes his eyes once more. After several seconds of willing away the painted hand that came to his mind, he hears the impatient tapping of a small foot and Jin is forced to open his eyes. “I don’t know. A leather bracelet maybe?”
The elf harrumphs, not hiding his disappointment at what he thinks is a lame Christmas wish. He stands up. “Fine. If that’s what you want.” The elf dismissively waves his hand in front of his face. “Well, I have no time. I have to go.” With that, the elf Tatsuya flips his beautiful hair and pouts and, in a flash, is gone.
Jin sits dumbfounded for a couple of minutes. “Surely, it’s the tequila...” he mutters then allows himself to fall lying on his bed. In no time, he is asleep.
December 20 (around 3 in the morning)
Jin wakes up, feeling a crick on his neck. He realizes he had fallen asleep on the couch again. He stands up and feeling quite dizzy steadiesd himself before groping his way to his bedroom.
He flicks open the light switch and does a double take. “Junno?” Jin asks. “Or not,” he quickly addsd, knowing that his tallest band mate is, well, tall. The Junno doppelganger in front of him is just a little over two feet tall and wearing the same outfit as Jin’s visitor the night before.
“Junnosuke desu but you can call me Junno. I’m Santa’s elf.” The elf!Junno says and, just like his human counterpart, beams brightly.
“Of course,” Jin says, thinking he finally disproved the notion that drinking vodka is better. Sure, there is no splitting headache but it sure produced drunken delusion as much as tequila. He enters his room and sits on the edge of his bed.
Unlike his visitor the night before who stoically sat on the firewood, the elf!Junno isn’t keeping still. He is skipping from one end of the fireplace to another. “I’m here because the elf Tat-chan -“
“Tatsuya-san,” Jin corrects, remembering the previous elf’s flippant attitude.
Elf!Junno smiles wider. “Yes, right, Tatsuya-san. Anyway, Santa-san rejected his report.”
Jin’s left eyebrow rises, feeling a little vindicated after being treated snootily by elf!Tatsuya.
“Yes,” elf!Junno says. “Santa-san says that ‘a leather bracelet maybe’ is not acceptable. So I was sent to get your definite Christmas wish. Tell me.”
Jin thinks for a while then he sighs. “I don’t really know.” He then rubs his neck while turning his head from left to right.
Elf!Junno stops skipping. “Something wrong with your neck?” the elf asks.
“No, just a crick,” Jin replies, thinking how amiable the taller elf is than the one before.
“Anyway, you have to decide what you want now. We only have five days,” he worriedly says. “Maybe you should close...”
“Don’t ask me to close my eyes because I really feel woozy,” Jin says, cutting off the friendly elf.
“Hmmm...If picturing in your mind does not work for you, maybe you can just imagine what it feels.”
Jin nods. He allows himself to fall on his bed and quite enjoys the feel of the mattress on his back. He glides his arms up and down his bedcovers. “I’m thinking maybe something smooth and soft.”
Elf!Junno rubs his chin. “Hmmm...silk bedcovers?”
“I already have silk bedcovers,” Jin says. “I mean, soft yet firm and makes me feel real good...”
“I know what you want!” elk!Junno exclaims. Jin props himself up on his elbows and finds the hyperactive elf jumping up and down. “A neck pillow!”
Jin frowns. A neck pillow is soft, firm and smooth and might make him feel good, he thinks. “Perhaps...” Jin says.
“Okay then! I’m really in a hurry! Merry Christmas, Akanishi Jin!” elf!Junno cheerfully says then he does a back flip and is gone.
Jin thinks vodka, like tequila, is now off his list.
December 21 (a few minutes after 2 in the morning)
Jin’s eyes fly open. “What the hell...” he mutters as he gropes on his bedside table. He finally finds the lamp, turns it on and he groans. “Not again...” Jin sits up then groans again. “Oh god, no...”
Jin rubs the sleep off his eyes but the scene in front of him didn’t disappear - that of an elf that looks like Koki and another that looks like Maru respectively rapping and beatboxing “Jingle Bells.”
With glazed eyes, Jin watches the two oblivious elves. After a while, Jin clears his throat and the two elves finally stop.
“Yo!” the rapping elf greets. “I’m Koki and this here is Yuichi.” Elf!Yuichi smiles and waves. “We are Santa’s elves.”
“I figured as much...” Jin wearily replies. He may have really lost his sanity. He is sure he isn’t drunk. Not on the three beers he consumed that night when he met up with Yamapi. He doesn’t even feel tipsy. Yet, the hallucination of elf-band mates continues.
“We’re here because the imbecile elf!Junnosuke fuc...uhrm...failed in his task,” elf!Koki says. “Santa-san does not accept Christmas gift wishes attached with the word ‘perhaps’.”
“So, have you figured out what you really want for Christmas?” elf!Yuichi interjects.
Jin, once again, grows thoughtful. He is getting pretty exasperated at himself. He can feel in the pit of his stomach and he can tell that somewhere at the back of his brain, there is something he really really wants for Christmas. He just cannot figure it out.
“It’s...I...”
“How does it make you feel?” elf!Koki asks.
“The elf Junno already asked that,” Jin replies. “Didn’t work.”
“I mean, how does it feel inside?” Elf!Koki thumps his fist on his chest a couple of times.
Jin places a palm on his chest. “I don’t know...” he says. “It’s kinda’ irritating and bothersome...”
Elf!Koki nods. “An alarm clock?”
Jin’s brows furrows. “Why the hell would I want an alarm clock?”
“You said irritating and bothersome,” elf!Koki reasons.
“Yeah but...” Jin tries to rack his brain. “No matter what, it still brightens my day.”
“A lamp with an alarm clock?” elf!Koki suggests.
Jin rolls his eyes thinking Santa must be out of his wits to send far dumber elves than the previous ones.
Elf!Yuichi smacks elf!Koki on the back of the head. “Try your nose.” He crinkles his face and sniffs.
Jin frowns at the sight of the ridiculous-looking elf with a big scrunched-up nose. Nonetheless, he closes his eyes and a familiar scent comes to mind. “It smells citrusy and cool...”
“A lemonade?” elf!Koki offers.
Jin ignores the stupid suggestion. “It’s masculine yet flirty.”
“Yes!” elf!Yuichi exclaims. “Don’t say anything anymore. I got it!” Both Jin and elf!Koki looks at him expectantly. “It’s blueberry.”
“Blueberry?” Jin and elf!Koki asks at the same time.
“Yes,” elf!Yuichi says, proudly smiling. “Santa’s jimusho has been getting quite a number of wish for that one.”
“Blueberry?” Jin repeats, finding it odd that many would want to get says fruit on Christmas.
“It’s quite a popular brand of perfume.”
Elf!Koki takes a piece of log and hits elf!Yuichi with it. “It’s Burberry, baka!” He turns to Jin. “Well, I guess we got that down to pat. Akanishi Jin wants a perfume, specifically, the brand Burberry for Men.”
Jin is silent.
“Merry Christmas, Akanishi Jin!” elf!Koki and elf!Yuichi say at the same time then they start rapping and beatboxing “Jingle Bells.”
“Wait!” Jin exclaims but the two elves had disappeared. Jin sighs. Sure, Burberry smells good but it’s not really the perfume per se that he likes. There’s something else he just cannot get his finger on. Jin sighs again and falls back on his bed. There is just no way he’s writing off beer in his list.
December 22 (2:55 AM)
Jin tosses and turns. It’s almost three in the morning and he cannot sleep. He doesn't want to sleep. The whole day, the encounters with band mate-looking elves haunted him. He knows he’s pretty close to identifying what he really wants for Christmas. He only needs to focus. And not drink. So he went home early the night before and did not touch even a drop of alcohol.
This is why he is sure it is not drunken delusion when he hears a yelp coming from his fireplace. Jin immediately sits up and scoots towards the foot of his bed and sees yet another elf that apparently fell gracelessly from the chimney.
“You need help?” Jin asks. He gets off his bed and kneels down in front of his fireplace. He reaches out his right hand towards the elf struggling to get up from the woodpile.
The elf, hat falling on his face, ignores Jin’s offer and stands up on his own. He stomps his feet and brushes his clothes, creating a small cloud of dust around him.
When the elf adjusts his hat and raises his head, Jin smiles. “Well, hello there, Kazuya.”
The elf stops moving. “You know me?”
“Of course,” Jin says. He is not at all surprised at the visit of an elf and that, this time, it looks like his youngest band mate.
“How’d you know me? I’ve never been here before,” elf!Kazuya says. He looks around for somewhere to sit but his fall from the chimney has made quite a mess of the firewood.
Jin sits back on the edge of his bed. “Sit here beside me,” he offers and pats the spot beside him.
Elf!Kazuya hesitates then starts climbing up Jin’s bed. But he is two feet tall and he is finding it quite difficult to climb up on the bed.
“Let me help...” Jin offers.
The elf, however, swats away Jin’s hand. “I can do it myself, thank you,” he says and struggles in heaving himself up on Jin’s bed.
Jin simply watches, amused at the obstinate elf. After much struggle, elf!Kazuya finally settles himself beside Jin. The elf draws a deep breath then turns up his head to look at Jin. “I’m Santa’s elf,” elf!Kazuya says.
“I know,” Jin says. For some reason, Jin is enjoying the company of this particular elf. “You smell quite nice for an elf,” he remarks. Unable to stop himself, Jin brushes the back of his index finger on the elf’s cheek. “And you’re soft and smooth...”
The elf swats Jin’s hand away again. “What are you doing? I said I’m Santa’s elf!”
Jin paid no heed to the elf’s reaction. Instead, he gently catches between his thumb and index finger the elf’s left arm. “Merry Christmas,” Jin says, reading aloud the words written on the elf’s brown leather bracelet. Then he holds between his fingers the elf’s tiny fingers. “Cute,” he remarks, noting the green and red nail polish.
Elf!Kazuya angrily yanks away his small hand from Jin’s grasp. “Santa-san is right!”
“What do you mean Santa-san is right?” Jin asks absent-mindedly, distracted with the attractive elf.
Elf!Kazuya quickly gets off Jin’s bed then rummages through his pocket. He takes out a roll of paper and unfurls it. “This” - elf!Kazuya starts - “ is the list of the things you have done in the past year, Akanishi Jin.”
Jin leans back, propping himself on his outstretched arms. He then starts tickling with his bare toes the elf’s tummy.
Elf!Kazuya squeaks and jumps away from Jin’s toes. “Stop it! Listen up!”
“Uh-uh...” Jin mumbles, charmed with the uptight pretty elf.
“Most of the things listed here is about you clubbing and getting wasted at nights,” elf!Kazuya says, going through the long list. “There’s one here about you and the foul language you used in your concerts.”
Jin chuckles. “It is just for the show...”
“And here,” - elf!Kazuya points at something on the list - “you skipped rehearsal and said you are sick. You lied!” Elf!Kazuya, for some reason, finds the particular deed irritating. He smirks and shakes his head.
“Hey, I wasn’t all that bad. I baby sat once. I even changed diapers,” Jin counters.
Elf!Kazuya smirks again. “Scripted good deeds are not counted.” He goes through the list again and stops somewhere near the end of the list. “And you did that photo shoot in that magazine. Hah!” elf!Kazuya exclaims in disgust. “You upset quite a number of fangirls.”
“I made happy more. And not just girls,” Jin says in turn, smiling mischievously. “Maybe even an elf,” he adds when he noticed the small one blushed.
Elf!Kazuya clears his throat. “In any case, Santa-san and his Yuletide Tribunal have passed judgement.” The elf pauses for effect. “You, Akanishi Jin, have been found not nice but naughty and, thereby, denied any Christmas gift wish.”
“What?” Jin exclaims, suddenly sitting up straight. “No Christmas gift?”
“No, nothing. No leather bracelet, no neck pillow, no perfume,” Elf!Kazuya smugly says.
“But I don’t want any of those,” Jin says. Then he stares at the elf and realization dawns on him. “I want you.”
Elf!Kazuya gasps. “You cannot possibly have me! I’m not a toy!”
“No, not you but...” Jin pauses. In his mind and in his heart, in all his senses, Jin clearly knows what he wants for Christmas and all the days of the year. “I want the human who looks like you.”
“Sorry,” elf!Kazuya says. “Better luck next year,” he adds. He then slides left then right then pirouettes. He raises his right hand, twirls his fingers in front of his face, winks then says, “Bye-bye.” And in a flash he is gone.
December 24 (9 PM)
Akanishi Jin sighs. He hasn’t had a good night’s sleep for a week. Not since the elves started coming but more so when they stopped coming. The night before, he stayed awake and stared at his fireplace hoping an elf would pop out and give him a chance to explain. He thinks there must be a clause regarding appeal on Santa’s naughty and nice rules. And that he didn’t party three nights before Christmas - including Christmas Eve - would surely count as extraordinarily good behaviour and somehow mitigate his year-long bad deeds.
But no elf appeared the night before and, Jin realizes, none will appear that night either. He looks at the Christmas tree, bright and blinking with lights, standing on a corner of his living room. Gifts from family and friends are strewn at it its foot. He sighs again. He has lost count of the number of times he sighed that night.
Just as he is about to go to his room, the doorbell rings. Jin wonders who could be visiting at that time knowing all his friends are out partying. The doorbell rings again and when Jin opens the door, he almost jumps out of his skin when he is greeted by a chorus of “Merry Christmas, Jin!”
“What are you doing here?” Jin asks, unable to believe his band mates are at his doorstep.
“Well, you haven’t been out partying these last few nights so we figured you must be possessed or something,” Ueda says, unsmiling. But as he steps in, he grins and he holds out a bottle of tequila. “I brought just the right spirit to exorcise you.”
“A not partying Jin must be a sick Jin,” Junno says, smiling brightly. “I brought medicine,” he says, shoving a bottle of vodka in front of Jin’s face. Jin steps back when Junno does a cartwheel on his way inside the apartment.
Maru starts beat boxing and when Koki starts to rap “Jingle Bells,” Jin feels a sense of déjà vu. When the two enter Jin’s apartment each carrying a six-pack, Jin remains by the empty doorway. He leans out, looks left and right but the hallway is empty. Jin draws a deep breath. Santa’s merciless, he thinks, as he sadly closes the door.
But before he can step out of the foyer, he hears the sound of feet running then a loud thud. He quickly turns back and opens the door and sees - sprawled on floor - his youngest band mate.
Kazuya immediately stands up and straightens his shirt. “Hey,” Kazuya says, face flushed in embarrassment, hearing the guffaws from inside the apartment.
“You okay?” Jin asks, trying not to smile.
“Yeah,” Kazuya says. “Damn snow,” he mutters, stomping his boots before he steps inside.
A couple of hours later, all six boys are properly inebriated and are mangling the lyrics of Jingle Bells (Rushing to the snow, in a one house open lay. All the things we go, laughing all away). Out of the blue, Ueda tosses a small lavender paper bag towards Jin. “What’s this?” Jin asks, catching the bag.
“Open it,” Ueda says.
Jin opens the bag, reaches in and his jaw drops when he fished out a brown leather wristband. He questioningly looks at Ueda.
Ueda shrugs. “I just think it would look good on you.”
Before Jin can say anything else, Junno throws towards him a big gift-wrapped package. “It’s an orthopaedic neck pillow!” Junno announces without waiting for Jin to open the gift. “You keep complaining of getting this crick on your neck. This should help.”
Again, before Jin can react, Koki grabbed away the still unopened gift from Junno and thrusts an odd-shaped one to Jin. “Open mine.”
Jin holds Koki’s gift by his ear and looks wary when he hears it ticking. When he finally tears open the paper wrapping, Jin is speechless when he sees the most grotesque looking olive green lamp with an alarm clock.
“That’s so ugly,” Maru comments.
“Hey, my mother bought that,” Koki defends. “Wholesale so each of you gets one,” he adds.
Ueda, Junno, Maru and Kazuya try not to grimace looking at the lamp/alarm clock Jin is holding.
“Mine’s classy,” Maru proudly says and hands Jin an elegantly wrapped box. Jin is unsurprised when he opens the gift and finds it is a perfume. “You kinda’ mentioned you like how it smells on Kame.”
Everyone stares at Jin who is looking at the gifts of his band mates as if he is seeing ghosts.
“You don’t like them?” Ueda asks, looking offended.
“No...” Jin says. “I mean, yes...it’s just...”
Then everyone goes silent and all heads turn towards Kazuya who is looking apologetic. “I was running late so I forgot to bring it...” Everyone groans. Junno takes his still wrapped gift and flings it at Kazuya.
“You know,” Koki says. “I’m beginning to doubt you actually buy gifts for us. You keep saying you do but we never get them.”
“I swear your gifts are at my place!” Kazuya exclaims, trying to look indignant. He turns to Jin. “You can have this though,” he says, fumbling inside his pockets. “I got it for free at the gasoline station.”
“Oh,” Jin says, taking what Kazuya is handing him. He looks at it and he breaks into a wide smile when he sees it is an elf keychain. “Thank you so much,” he says, lovingly thumbing the small plastic elf.
The rest of the band looks at each other. And on cue, Junno jumps up. “Well, I gotta go. Me still got a date.”
“Me, too,” Ueda seconds Junno and stands up. “Merry Christmas, Jin-kun” he adds as he follows Junno to the door.
“Well, I guess we all got to go,” says Koki. He and Maru stand up and file towards the door. Kazuya looks at his band mates then hesitantly stands up and trails behind.
T-TUN are all outside Jin’s apartment waiting for Kazuya who is taking his time putting on his boots. With one boot still in hand, Kazuya stands straight. “Merry Christmas,” he says to Jin who is seeing them off.
“Merry Christmas,” Jin responds.
Kazuya and Jin stares at each other expectantly only to be interrupted by Junno who comes rushing back. “Sorry, I forgot. This is our gift for you, Kame,” Junno says and pins something on top of Jin’s doorway then he quickly retreats.
Jin and Kazuya both look up. It's mistletoe.
Maru and Koki start hooting.
“Oh kiss him already!” Ueda impatiently yells.
Kazuya, eyes still locked with Jin, throws the shoe he is holding over his shoulder. He hears yelps and, then, the scurrying away of feet. “They’re gone?” he asks. Jin nods. Kazuya leans forward but immediately stops when Jin leans away, reaches up and takes the mistletoe off his doorway. Looking crestfallen, Kazuya mumbles, “I’m sorry...I...”
But Jins cut him off. And with eyes twinkling like the star of Bethlehem, says, “This will look better in my bedroom.”
December 25 (dawn)
Jin hurriedly puts on his pants and goes to check the noise coming from his balcony. When he draws open the drapes, his jaw drops. He opens the sliding glass door. “Johnny-san?”
“Who’s Johnny-san? I’m Santa, baka.”
“Oh, Santa-san,” Jin says. He watches the old man in a red suit struggle with his huge red bag. “Oh, by the way,” Jin says, “Thank you.”
Santa-san straightens up. “For what?”
Jin smiles. “Even though you found me more naughty than nice, you still gave me my Christmas wish.”
Santa-san frowns. “Akanishi Jin?” he asks. Jin nods. “You didn’t get any.”
“Yeah, I did,” Jin says, unable to wipe away the silly smile on his face.
Santa-san scrutinizes the young man’s glowing face. He looks over Jin’s shoulder and his eyebrow raises when he sees the barely-covered sleeping Kazuya inside the bedroom. He looks back at Jin, face still expressionless. “I didn’t give you anything,” Santa-san insists. “Only nice boys get gifts.”
The old man in red takes out something from his red bag. “I just forgot this,” he says and places something on Jin’s bare chest.
When Santa-san disappears, Jin looks at his chest. Though upside down from his point of view, Jin can very well make out that the card taped on his chest read: “Merry Christmas, Kazuya-kun! Enjoy your gift! Love, Santa-san.”
Rewind: December 24 (8 PM)
Kazuya takes a can of beer. He still has time for one before he leaves for Jin’s place for the band’s surprise Christmas gathering. He had instigated the gathering, noticing that Jin had become quite distracted the last few days. And that his band mate had not been out partying worried him. He thinks Jin needs some cheering up.
Kazuya pops open the can and as he takes a swig of the cold drink, he hears another popping sound. He looks around and thinks he saw something green and shiny moving by the heater. Frowning, he steps towards the appliance and he almost drops the beer when he gets near enough and sees an elf.
“What the fuck! My butt got scorched!” a high-pitched voice shrieks.
“What the...” Kazuya exclaims, unable to believe his eyes.
“Why do I always get the ones with electric heaters instead of fireplaces?” the elf complains.
Kazuya blinks twice but the elf in a shiny green outfit is still there. “Who...?” Then he looks closer. “Jin?”
“Yeah, that’s my name. So, what do you want for Christmas?” elf!Jin casually asks.
“Huh?” Kazuya mutters, still in shock.
“Look, I know I’m cutting it close but I got sidetracked with all the partying going around. You gotta understand that, right?,” elf!Jin says with a wink. “So just tell me what you want or else the old man’s gonna have my ass again if I don’t deliver.”
“Old man?” Kazuya asks, confused.
“Yeah, Santa! Come on! Say it! What do you want for Christmas?”
“I don’t know...” Kazuya says.
“Oh Jesus!” Elf!Jin rolls his eyes. “Let me look at you...”
Kazuya tilts his head and studies the elf just as the elf studies him. “Aren’t you supposed to be wearing a green pointy hat and not a fedora?”
“Shut up, I’m thinking!” the elf reprimands, looking over the idol and liking what he sees.
“Leopard-print tights?” Kazuya asks, frowning. For some reason though, he finds the odd outfit quite sexy. He shakes his head, thinking he must be insane to find a two-foot tall creature sexy.
“Aha!” elf!Jin suddenly exclaims. “I know exactly what you need for Christmas!”
“Huh?”
“If I am human size, I’d volunteer myself,” the elf says, leering.
“What?”
“I know exactly what you need,” elf!Jin replies, looking quite satisfied. “You need a good lovin’ from a hot young man to warm your Christmas night!”
Kazuya’s jaw drops open. “I need what?”
Elf! Jin, nodding vigorously says, “Yes, I’ll tell Santa Kazuya-chan needs a good lay.”
Kazuya is speechless. He cannot rebut the elf but neither can he ask Santa that especially since he has in mind one specific hip-swivelling young man he wants to warm his nights. “You’re not actually going to tell Santa I need a good lay, are you?”
Elf!Jin winks, rolls his hips and says, ‘Hell yeah!’ and then he is gone.
The End
For Akame love, thank you, Santa-san!
Advance MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone! Hohoho!