Day 16 - Memory #9: how Minseok joined Santa’s reindeers
title: 25 days to Christmas -- Day 16 - Memory #9: how Minseok joined Santa’s reindeers
characters: Xiumin&Kris
rating: PG
WC: 879
summary: There’s no way to look sane when you say “Oh hey, did you know? I’m Santa Claus and you can be one of my reindeers.”
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Yifan thinks he should’ve picked another day to recruit this Minseok guy, but Joonmyeon urged him and they’re admittedly tight with time. Come on, Yifan: it’s not like he’s going to hit you with his shinai just because a tall stranger has been following him from school to the subway and now through alleys to his house...Right?
In Yifan’s defense, Minseok’s friend never left his side and since what he wants to ask is embarrassing and a potential this-dude-needs-a-straitjacket moment, he’d rather not have a witness.
That doesn’t sound suspicious in the slightest.
Minseok and his friend finally separate in front of the mini market; for a second Yifan fears he has to engage in creepy stalker mode (then what would you call what he’s doing now?!) through the park across the street, but luckily Minseok goes straight on, apparently still oblivious to Yifan’s presence --the tight grip on his stick (the kendo stick, what are you thinking about, you pervert?) tells otherwise, though.
It isn’t until they’re right under the beam of the street lamp in front of what Yifan assumes is the building the boy lives, does Minseok confront him.
“What do you want?”
He gives his best dirty look, but all Yifan notices is how alluring his eyes are...and the chipmunk cheeks… For fuck’s sake, get a grip! You aren’t on the hunt for a boyfriend, but for the new members of the team of reindeers.
It's only when Minseok starts to take the proper kendo stance, shinai in both hands, that Yifan finally snaps out of his reverie.
“Whoa whoa there. I come in peace,” he exclaims, hands put defensively in front of himself as he carefully takes a few steps back. They stare at each other for a little longer until the stalker Santa Yifan breaks the silence.
“I apologize for my suspicious behavior, I just needed to talk to you alone.”
The shorter boy doesn’t look tired from holding the long bamboo stick yet, thanks to years of practice.
“I know it’s a bit late to check, but...are you Kim Minseok?”
Said boy doesn’t immediately confirm it but he eventually nods, mutely. He relaxes his posture a bit, still vigilant.
“Great. My name is Wu Yifan, by the way. I’ve been sent to ask you to join our cause.”
Minseok looks genuinely confused.
“What cause?”
Yifan bites his inner cheek in contemplation. He doesn’t want to be caned or arrested and tested for drugs, but there’s no way to look sane when you say “Oh hey, did you know? I’m Santa Claus and you can be one of my reindeers.”
(He’s still surprised his previous recruitments turned out successful and relatively easy to achieve.)
“Well?” Minseok eggs him on, a bit impatient after being chased by the taller boy all the way from school only to end here and not receiving any explanation of that stalkerish behavior.
“Oh, yeah, uhm…” Yifan scratches his head sheepishly, “Promise not to hit me, whatever I’m going to say?”
Minseok cocks an eyebrow at that request but accomplishes.
“Okay, so…” a deep breath, “I’m the new Santa Claus and you’ve been appointed as the new Comet, one of the reindeers.”
The two boys stare at each other for an eternity. Yifan tries to read the other’s face, but Minseok keeps a relatively straight face.
“Santa Claus,” Minseok eventually repeats, words dripping every ounce of scepticism the boy feels. Yifan nods.
“Let’s pretend I believe you,” the shorter boy says, “I don’t know if you noticed but I’m a human.”
“You’ll receive all the instructions on how to transform into a reindeer once you’re at the headquarters at the North Pole,” Yifan explains.
“Transform…” Minseok whispers in disbelief (not the fascinated kind, but the “what the fuck did this guy snort? Candy cane powder?”).
“Speaking of the North Pole, how am I supposed to get there? I don’t think I can afford a ticket, and I have to attend school. How long does this deal last? And what am I going to tell my parents?” he reasons.
“Don’t worry about the tickets, I already have them,” Yifan says, feeling Minseok’s piercing eyes follow his hand inside his jacket to retrieve the tickets, “And as for what to tell to your parents, you could use the same excuse I suggested to the other guys: you’ve been invited by a dear internet friend to spend the holidays with him in Finland. If they argue they’ve never heard you talking about him, well, come up with some lie of your own,” he adds quickly.
Minseok levels Yifan with a dubious stare as he assimilates what he’s just been told. To believe or not to believe this nut job? That is the question.
At long last, Minseok lowers the shinai once and for all and walks towards Yifan, hand outstretched.
“Okay. I’ll take the tickets. If I end cut in pieces somewhere, I’ll haunt your ass all the way to the North Pole or wherever you live,” Minseok declares.
“I’m actually Canadian,” Yifan clarifies as he hands the tickets to the new recruit.
Minseok rolls his eyes and pockets the tickets, shaking Yifan’s much bigger hand and hoping everything will turn out for the better.
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characters: Xiumin&Kris
rating: PG
WC: 879
summary: There’s no way to look sane when you say “Oh hey, did you know? I’m Santa Claus and you can be one of my reindeers.”
❆masterpost❆
< prev
Yifan thinks he should’ve picked another day to recruit this Minseok guy, but Joonmyeon urged him and they’re admittedly tight with time. Come on, Yifan: it’s not like he’s going to hit you with his shinai just because a tall stranger has been following him from school to the subway and now through alleys to his house...Right?
In Yifan’s defense, Minseok’s friend never left his side and since what he wants to ask is embarrassing and a potential this-dude-needs-a-straitjacket moment, he’d rather not have a witness.
That doesn’t sound suspicious in the slightest.
Minseok and his friend finally separate in front of the mini market; for a second Yifan fears he has to engage in creepy stalker mode (then what would you call what he’s doing now?!) through the park across the street, but luckily Minseok goes straight on, apparently still oblivious to Yifan’s presence --the tight grip on his stick (the kendo stick, what are you thinking about, you pervert?) tells otherwise, though.
It isn’t until they’re right under the beam of the street lamp in front of what Yifan assumes is the building the boy lives, does Minseok confront him.
“What do you want?”
He gives his best dirty look, but all Yifan notices is how alluring his eyes are...and the chipmunk cheeks… For fuck’s sake, get a grip! You aren’t on the hunt for a boyfriend, but for the new members of the team of reindeers.
It's only when Minseok starts to take the proper kendo stance, shinai in both hands, that Yifan finally snaps out of his reverie.
“Whoa whoa there. I come in peace,” he exclaims, hands put defensively in front of himself as he carefully takes a few steps back. They stare at each other for a little longer until the stalker Santa Yifan breaks the silence.
“I apologize for my suspicious behavior, I just needed to talk to you alone.”
The shorter boy doesn’t look tired from holding the long bamboo stick yet, thanks to years of practice.
“I know it’s a bit late to check, but...are you Kim Minseok?”
Said boy doesn’t immediately confirm it but he eventually nods, mutely. He relaxes his posture a bit, still vigilant.
“Great. My name is Wu Yifan, by the way. I’ve been sent to ask you to join our cause.”
Minseok looks genuinely confused.
“What cause?”
Yifan bites his inner cheek in contemplation. He doesn’t want to be caned or arrested and tested for drugs, but there’s no way to look sane when you say “Oh hey, did you know? I’m Santa Claus and you can be one of my reindeers.”
(He’s still surprised his previous recruitments turned out successful and relatively easy to achieve.)
“Well?” Minseok eggs him on, a bit impatient after being chased by the taller boy all the way from school only to end here and not receiving any explanation of that stalkerish behavior.
“Oh, yeah, uhm…” Yifan scratches his head sheepishly, “Promise not to hit me, whatever I’m going to say?”
Minseok cocks an eyebrow at that request but accomplishes.
“Okay, so…” a deep breath, “I’m the new Santa Claus and you’ve been appointed as the new Comet, one of the reindeers.”
The two boys stare at each other for an eternity. Yifan tries to read the other’s face, but Minseok keeps a relatively straight face.
“Santa Claus,” Minseok eventually repeats, words dripping every ounce of scepticism the boy feels. Yifan nods.
“Let’s pretend I believe you,” the shorter boy says, “I don’t know if you noticed but I’m a human.”
“You’ll receive all the instructions on how to transform into a reindeer once you’re at the headquarters at the North Pole,” Yifan explains.
“Transform…” Minseok whispers in disbelief (not the fascinated kind, but the “what the fuck did this guy snort? Candy cane powder?”).
“Speaking of the North Pole, how am I supposed to get there? I don’t think I can afford a ticket, and I have to attend school. How long does this deal last? And what am I going to tell my parents?” he reasons.
“Don’t worry about the tickets, I already have them,” Yifan says, feeling Minseok’s piercing eyes follow his hand inside his jacket to retrieve the tickets, “And as for what to tell to your parents, you could use the same excuse I suggested to the other guys: you’ve been invited by a dear internet friend to spend the holidays with him in Finland. If they argue they’ve never heard you talking about him, well, come up with some lie of your own,” he adds quickly.
Minseok levels Yifan with a dubious stare as he assimilates what he’s just been told. To believe or not to believe this nut job? That is the question.
At long last, Minseok lowers the shinai once and for all and walks towards Yifan, hand outstretched.
“Okay. I’ll take the tickets. If I end cut in pieces somewhere, I’ll haunt your ass all the way to the North Pole or wherever you live,” Minseok declares.
“I’m actually Canadian,” Yifan clarifies as he hands the tickets to the new recruit.
Minseok rolls his eyes and pockets the tickets, shaking Yifan’s much bigger hand and hoping everything will turn out for the better.
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