Is It Obvious Yet That Im Experiencing Jihoon Brainrot ?

is it obvious yet that I’m experiencing Jihoon brainrot ?

let them see I'm yours / l.jh

pairing: woozi x reader pronouns: they/them, partner used in reference to reader word count: 1.3k genre: fluff, established relationship, woozi: *hates pda but wants people to know yn is dating him so he quietly sulks instead*. yn: *doesn't shut up about their bf woozi to anyone with ears* warnings: one tiny little kiss, alcohol mentioned, reader tipsy but barely mentioned or noticeable, a little bit of jealousy but it's more like annoyance note from fizzy: its short but I've had this in my wips forever and just wanna post something :( honestly surprised I'm writing for him before some of the others bc i thought he'd be difficult to write but i just love "super secure in his relationship but just annoyed when he thinks someone is flirting with you" woozi :(

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Jihoon didn’t get jealous often. He was confident and comfortable in your relationship, he knew your affection was only for him, but sometimes he could get a little insecure. You knew he wasn’t big on public affection, whether it be physical or verbal, and you had stated time and time again that he didn’t need to scream it from the rooftops for you to know how much he loved you. 

But there were some times when he wished he was more comfortable being loudly in love because maybe it would keep away the people that tried hitting on you. If he was louder, they would know you already had a boyfriend. 

But he wasn’t, so they didn’t. 

You had been hit on before, of course, you had. It would be absurd for him to expect people to stay away from you, especially since you were outgoing and obviously hot (he refuses to believe that's a biased opinion; it's simply a fact). He normally could brush off seeing someone make a move on you as long as you weren't uncomfortable. You had told him before that you found it funny rather than gross if someone openly flirted with you considering your relationship with Jihoon started after you pined after him relentlessly. There had only been one occasion where a stranger flirting with you had made you uncomfortable, but luckily Wonwoo had stepped in since your boyfriend hadn't been there.

Despite you being used to getting noticed by others, he still wasn't. He trusted you, and he knew at the end of the day that you weren't going to randomly dump him for the next person to ask for your number, but that didn't mean it didn't piss him off sometimes.

It was already an off-day for him, and he was feeling a little more bothered than usual, watching from the kitchen as you laughed at some guy who probably wasn’t even that funny. He huffed at himself as he leaned against the counter, annoyed at himself for being annoyed. 

If he was as affectionate as Mingyu or Soonyoung, he would go over to you and kiss your cheek or wrap his arms around you, pretending he didn’t know he was being obnoxiously jealous as he glared at the person talking to you. Initiating things like that wasn’t something he was comfortable with, and he didn’t want you to think he didn’t trust you or something, he just wished people knew you were dating him. 

He glanced over at you for probably the thirtieth time in the last hour when Seungcheol walked up to him.

“Hey, Wooz,” he greeted, slinging his arm over his friend's shoulder. “Why are you moping over here instead of hanging out with anyone?” 

“Hm?” Jihoon looked away from you to make eye contact with Seungcheol before looking away. “Oh, I don’t know.” 

“Well you look upset and it’s bumming me out–” 

“Hey, Cheol? Is it… Do you think people know me and Y/n are, like, dating?” 

Cheol pouted in confusion before following Jihoon’s gaze to the other room, where you were talking to the same guy you had been talking to all night. The tall boy was looking at you fondly as you spoke and Jihoon couldn’t blame him, it was easy to admire you when you were ranting or talking or existing or doing literally anything. But why were you rambling to that guy instead of your boyfriend? And why did you have the biggest, cheesiest smile on your face?

“Oh,” Cheol hummed, understanding the situation. “Honestly, not really. It took Mingyu and Dino literally three months to figure out you guys were dating. I mean, maybe if you, you know, actually talked with them at things like this…” he hinted, pushing Jihoon’s shoulder in your direction. "You two just aren't super affectionate in public, which is totally fine, but if you want something to change, you have to change."

“I just don’t want to hover. I don’t want them to think I’m needy.” 

“But you are needy,” Seungcheol teased with a smile. “And there’s nothing wrong with that. But that’s not even being needy, it’s literally just spending time with your partner. It’s obvious you’re dating when you two interact, you both have the biggest heart eyes when you talk. But if you avoid them, no one is going to assume you’re as stupidly in love as you are.” 

Jihoon pushed Cheol away and huffed. “Fine. Now leave me alone.” 

As Seungcheol grabbed a water bottle from the refrigerator, Jihoon mumbled a thank you for his friend's encouragement, to which the older patted his back affectionately and left the room. 

Jihoon took a deep breath and grabbed a water bottle as well so he had an excuse to walk up to you; as if him dating you wasn’t enough of an excuse. When he turned back to where you had been standing for the last hour, you had disappeared.

He frowned as he stepped past the doorway and his eyes darted around the room, starting to worry about where you had gone. He had looked away for just a few seconds, you couldn’t have gone far.

“Hey, Jihoon, right?” 

He looked up to see the guy you had been talking to. “Uh, yeah.” 

“I’m Soobin,” he introduced himself with a polite smile. “I was just talking to Y/n and–” 

Jihoon straightened his posture, prepared to hear something he didn’t like. Maybe this guy was about to go on about how amazing you were, not knowing Jihoon knew that better than anyone. Or maybe he was going to threaten to take Jihoon’s place or—

“—you guys are so cute together.” 

Jihoon raised his eyebrows. “Oh.” 

“I’m sure you know this, but Y/n talks about you like you’re the sun. It’s very cute how happy you guys are.” He had a very sweet and amused smile on his lips, seeming shy to compliment the older boy about his relationship. 

“You guys were talking about… me?” Jihoon awkwardly asked, pointing to himself. That’s why you had that look in your eye? Cute.

Soobin laughed with an excited nod. “Barely talked about anything else. I was going to ask if they knew where Seungkwan was but then they mentioned you and– Y/n really gets off on tangents when you get brought up.” 

“Sorry,” he apologized, but wasn’t sure what he was apologizing for. “I think I saw Seungkwan outside a few minutes ago.” He was fully embarrassed now, he could feel his face glowing red. He grimaced and Soobin chuckled. 

Here Jihoon was, jealous and worried about some guy talking to you when it turns out the guy is not only much younger, but you were gushing about him the whole time. Suddenly, he was glad he didn’t march over to you and make an ass of himself.

“Hoonie!” you called, entering the kitchen and wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s neck just as Soobin slipped out, leaving you and Jihoon alone. 

“I was just looking for you,” he said with a soft smile, squeezing his eyes shut as you kissed his cheek. 

“My legs hurt from standing, I need to go sit down. Come on,” you said, grabbing his arm and dragging him to an unoccupied armchair. You sat down on the arm while he sat on the seat, wanting to give him space. “Why do you look so embarrassed?” you asked.

He looked at you as you started playing with his hair, admiring your bright smile even if you were slightly tipsy. “Didn’t realize you talked about me to random people.” 

“Are you kidding?” you laughed. “I talk about you to literally everyone I meet. There isn’t a soul I’ve met that doesn’t know I have the best and cutest boyfriend in the entire world.” 

He huffed as you pinched his cheek but he placed his hand on your thigh and gently tugged you down to sit on his lap before quickly pecking your lips. You looked scandalized and dramatically looked around to see nobody paying attention to you. “Jihoon! Someone could see us.” 

He chuckled and squeezed your leg. “That’s okay. If they do, at least they’ll see that I’m yours.” 

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when you're both too prideful and you're literally sick.

warning: OC is sick (obviously 😭), that's it? Very short word vomits to help me get back into writing🥲

Jeonghan hates this.

Hates how prideful he is and the predicament he's brought himself into.

Hates how you're not sitting next to him and how you're chuckling at something his members are talking about.

Still, he refuses to break and avoids looking directly into your way even though all he wants is to just pull you into his lap, buries his head in your shoulder, and reconcile.

Fuck. He doesn't even know what the fight was about except that it's gotten too much out of control.

And if he doesn't remember what it's about exactly, then it must not be that important.

So he's been looking at Mingyu who's sitting next to you instead, trying to see you without actually seeing you.

Chan is on your other side, and he knows he must've taken the avoiding thing a little too far if you willingly choose to sit by the one member who, quite frankly, you're still most awkward with out of everyone when the seat next to him was empty earlier.

"You okay?" Shua whispers quietly, obviously noticing the tension between his best friend and said best friend's girlfriend.

Jeonghan shrugs. He doesn't even want to talk about it.

On the other side, Chan asks you the same thing but not for the same reason; you've been a little too quiet, and you seem even more tired than you did when you stepped into the waiting room thirty minutes ago.

You hum though, smiling at him as you fight the pounding in your head. You had considered not dropping by today's rehearsal, what--with the fight with your boyfriend and the fact that you're sick, but you've promised him and the members you'd come and you're not going to not show up just because you're fighting.

Jeonghan frowns at your hushed whispers with the maknae; what could you even possibly be talking about?

Huffing in annoyance, Jeonghan quietly mutters he's going to the restroom before leaving the room. God, he needs to get it together. He's an adult, for fuck's sake, what's stopping him from taking your hand and apologize?

He exhales and dries his hands, frowning at the machine's noise like it personally offends him. Taking another deep breath, he promises to himself he'd ask you to talk after the rehearsal.

Too deep in his thought, he didn't even notice the corridor is weirdly quiet without the usual rowdy laughters going out of the waiting room. He was just about to open the door when it opens itself, revealing a very panicked Chan and Jeonghan finally feels the collective distress within the room, heart dropping when he spots you barely even conscious on Mingyu's lap, Seungcheol and Wonwoo hovering so they can move you to the now vacant sofa.

He rushes pass everyone to kneel right beside you, his head barely registers his members' explanation as he brushes the hair off your face.

"Han?" You whisper, eyes blurry and your head feels like a dead weight.

"Yes. Yes, I'm here, love." He tries to sound as calm as possible, clenching his jaw when he realizes how you barely have the strength to even hold his hand. "What happened, hm?"

It takes a lot of effort to even shake your head, and it almost feels like you're going in and out of your consciousness.

"Why did you come if you know you're sick?" He whispers with a frown, getting nothing but an apologize from you.

"Promised to come." You managed to murmur, though you wince every few words. "Was nothing but a headache."

Jeonghan holds the urge to call you stupid, instead drops his head to your shoulder and squeezes your hand in his. He basks in your comforting scent, his worry easing a bit even though it’s still there.

He can assume what actually happened; you probably downplayed whatever’s happening with your body and showed up because you didn't want to look like you're sulking because of the fight last night.

This pride game you two are playing is going to be the death of you both one of these days.

"Wait for the doctor, okay?" He whispers, away from prying ears and eyes as he drops a soft kiss on your skin.

"Han?"

"Hm?"

"I'm so--"

"None of that." He cuts, sitting up to see your eyes barely even open. "We'll talk later, okay?"

"Okay."

[08:56] | y.jeonghan

you’ve situate yourself of jeonghan’s lap, your front facing him as you nuzzle your face in between the crook of his neck. 

“yes baby ?” jeonghan places his phone down. he ropes his arms around your waist, hoisting you up so that you could be closer to him. 

he knew what you wanted. knew you wanted his attention. though he likes to play dumb, because for some reason, jeonghan loves teasing you. he also loves getting you to be vocal about the things you want. he’ll give you anything you need, all you have to do is ask.

“nothing.” you respond, your voice muffled due to you burying yourself even closer to your boyfriend. if that was humanly possible at this point. 

jeonghan lips curl into a small smirk, knowing damn well that ‘this’ was definitely not ‘nothing’. using his hand, he rubbed small circles on your back. “if it’s nothing, then why are you hugging me like there’s not tomorrow.”

you don’t reply. 

with silence filling the room jeonghan only chuckles. once again, he was right. “c’mon love. tell me what you want and i’ll give it to you.” 

he waits for you, but still. nothing.

you feel his arms loosen around you. “alright, i guess i’ll leave then.” he’s about to peel your arms off him when he hears your whines.

“no stop !” and jeonghan halts mid air.

“go on.”

you sigh, giving into jeonghan’s antics. “fine. i just wanted your attention…”

you feel the same pair of hands wrap themselves back around your waist. his hands cups the back of your head to pull you into his chest as he starts to play around with your hair.

“see. that wasn’t so hard now was it ?”

you lift your head up slightly, just enough to be able to look him in the eye. “i hate you.” but you didn’t mean it, not with the way you rested your head back to his, smiling at the warmth between the two of you.

jeonghan scoffs at your lies. “yeah yeah love you too.” he places a small kiss to the top of your forehead before going back to giving you all the attention you want.

double kill

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Baby Please Come Home - hjs

title: baby please come home pairing: joshua hong x gn!reader genre: fluff, established relationship, idolverse w.c.: 2.9k summary: they’re singing deck the halls, but it’s not like christmas at all a/n: it’s predictable but still cute okay leave me be

“Y/N! There’s something for you outside the door!” You emerge from your room to see your roommate standing at the front door.

You haven’t ordered anything recently so you aren’t sure what it is. When you reach the door you see it’s not a normal package either. It’s a box wrapped in shiny red wrapping paper with a bow on top, just like a Christmas present. 

You pick it up and look at the tag on it. To Y/N, From Your Secret Santa.

You frown a bit in confusion before moving to the couch to open the present. You carefully unwrap the present to reveal a normal box under it. When you open that box you find a pile of clothes and a bag of candies for you. The clothes are adorable and definitely your style and the candies are your favorite kind. It would be a great, if only you knew who it was from. You aren’t a part of any Secret Santas this year so you’re not sure who even sent the present.

You search through the box a bit more before you find a note in the bottom.

Dear Y/N,

Merry Christmas! I know Christmas this year might be hard on you, so I thought I’d send you a little something to cheer you up. When I saw these sweaters I knew they would be perfect for you and I know you can’t miss out on a sweet tooth moment. Wishing you nothing but the happiest of holidays.

Love,

Your Secret Santa

You search the note for hints but still come up short. You have an idea of who you hope it would be from, but you banish those thoughts from your mind. There is no way it could be from him, he is busy with other things this time of the year. If anything it’s probably from your mom just trying to do something nice for you. You appreciate it nonetheless and you can’t wait to thank the gift giver when you find out who it is. It is exactly what you needed to get you in the Christmas spirit.

The next couple of days the gifts continue to come. Some Christmas decorations, a stuffed teddy bear, some scented candles, that book you keep talking about buying. Each gift comes with it’s own note and it isn’t until the seventh day of gifts that you finally put the clues together.

This gift is of a Lego set. You’ve only told one person about this set and the note confirms your suspicions.

Dear Y/N,

I remember you mentioning this to me once or twice. I know you try to hide your love for Legos but I hope this can help be more open with your joys, even the little ones. You deserve things that make you happy. Let’s put it together the next time I see you, yeah?

Love,

Your Secret Santa

Tears well up in your eyes a bit. Of course it’s been him. You were crazy to think anything else.

“Hey Y/N- woah, are you okay?” Your roommate barges into your room only to be stopped in their tracks by your tears.

“I’m fine, I just…Josh has been sending me the gifts.”

Joshua is your boyfriend. You guys have been dating for years now but his time is often spent in Korea with his K-POP group. You know how much being an idol means to him, and you support him no matter what, it’s just hard to not have him around as often as you’d like.

This year he’s been busier than usual and gave you the news a few months back that he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to come back home for the holidays. It has been weighing on you pretty heavily with Christmas coming up and something about the gifts make it better and worse.

It’s a sweet gesture, sending you gifts he knew you’d like to help you celebrate Christmas even while he’s an ocean away. You appreciate the sentiment to no end, but the smallest part of you can’t help but wish you could just have Joshua with you.

“Why don’t you call him?” Your roommate suggests. “I’m sure he would love to hear from you.” With that they leave your room again and you search for your phone.

You double check the time in Korea before you dial his number. You haven’t talked to him in a while outside of a few minor texts checking in on one another. You haven’t seen his face outside of promotional photos though. The phone rings twice before Joshua picks up, his face filling your screen.

“Hi baby!”

“Hi, how are you? Have I caught you at a good time?”

“Yes, yes, of course. Anytime is a good time for you,” he tells you. You know that is definitely not the truth, but it’s still cute he said it. “So what’s up? How’s my favorite person been?”

“I’ve been amazing. All thanks to your gifts, Secret Santa.”

You watch the way Joshua’s face contorts into a grin. “Ah, you’ve figured it out! I’m glad, I was hoping you’d figure it out soon. I know I can’t be home for Christmas, and it’s been killing both of us, but I hope this can make up for some of it.”

“It’s amazing, you’re the best boyfriend ever Josh. Truly, thank you. You didn’t have to put so much effort into it, but it’s much appreciated. You have me very spoiled.”

“Oh just wait for your next few gifts. I had the boys help me pick out a couple of them and I just know you’re going to love them. Send me your reaction when you get them, okay?”

You’re not sure why but without meaning to, tears start to well in your eyes again. “O-of course Josh.”

“Oh baby. Baby what’s wrong? Is it too much?”

“No, no, I love the gifts, they’re all amazing, trust me. It’s just…I miss you so much. Christmas doesn’t feel like Christmas without you. The gifts are wonderful and everything, but it’s not the same you know?”

“I get it, and I’m really sorry I can’t be home Y/N. You know I wish for nothing more than to be with you right now.”

“I know that baby, and it’s not your fault. It doesn’t stop me from missing you though. I have my friends and family and everyone, but you’re the one who means the most to me. I wish we could just cuddle under the blankets with hot chocolate and watch bad Hallmark Christmas romance movies.”

“I wish I could kiss you right now,” Joshua says. His face is more somber now, but you can still see the hint of admiration behind his eyes. Your heart fills with warmth knowing that you guys love each other no matter what.

“I’ll give you double the kisses the next time I see you,” you tell him.

“Well then, I’ll try to be home as soon as possible.”

“Shua-yah!” You hear someone call for Joshua off camera, it sounds like DK.

“Ah, duty calls,” you joke. “I’ll talk to you later, yeah?”

“Of course. I love you, don’t forget that.”

“Never, as long as you don’t forget I love you just as much.”

“I couldn’t even if I tried, not that I ever would. I have to go now, but remember to text me with your reactions to your gift tomorrow. Okay, bye, love you!” With that, the phone call ended. You sigh and place our phone back down.

“Please come home soon,” you mutter to your room before getting up to get on with your day.

Luckily finding out that Joshua is your ‘Secret Santa’ has given you more reasons to text him. You give him a daily update on your gifts and how your reactions to them. Each one is just as amazing as you expect. Just when you didn’t think you could love Joshua more, here he is, showing how well he listens to you and how much he cares about you and how well he knows you.

Truly the only thing that could make everything better would be to have your boyfriend with you in the flesh.

You push those thoughts away as you continue getting ready for Christmas dinner. You’re going over to your parents house to eat dinner with your family and to exchange presents. You fix your outfit before clasping the gold chain necklace around your neck. It was the last gift Joshua gave you and you nearly cried when you saw it.

It’s a beautiful piece with a thin gold chain and a beautiful gem pendant. On the back of the pendant is your and Josh’s initials engraved. It is the most gorgeous piece of jewelry you own and sure to pair it with your outfit for tonight to make sure Joshua is with you in some way.

You check yourself in the mirror once more before you make your way to your parents house. Your father greets you at the door before ushering you into the house where your mother is finishing up dinner in the kitchen.

“Y/N! Oh it’s so nice to see you sweetie.” Your mom presses a quick kiss to your cheek before continuing to tend to the food.

“Let me help you Mom, you seem to have a lot on your plate.”

“Oh no, I’m good here. How about you help set the table though.”

“Can do! How many places should I set?”

“Eleven places, dear.”

“Eleven? Who else is joining us?” It was customary for your family to have ten places during holidays.

“Oh it’s just one of your father’s work friends. He didn’t have anyone to spend the holidays with so your father offered him to come here. Isn’t that nice?”

You hum in agreement before you start to set the table. You softly sing along to the Christmas music your mother has playing as you get the table ready for the feast. Just as you finish setting the last place the doorbell rings and you rush to get it. When you open the door your grandparents stand there and you greet them with hugs.

Soon the house fills up with the guests and your mother starts to place food out on the table. Being with your family fills you with a warm feeling and even though your boyfriend is still on your mind, the presence of your other loved ones helps relieve some of that pain.

Everyone is seated at the table when you notice the eleventh spot is still empty.

“Hey Dad, is your friend still coming?”

“Hm? Oh, right! He’s just running a bit late sweetie. We can start to eat without him.”

You can’t shake the feeling something is a bit off but you don’t make a fuss as everyone starts to dish out the food. You fill up your plate and start to eat while your family starts to make idle chatter in between bites. You only listen to half of it, your brain wandering off to thinking about what Joshua’s doing right now.

You make a mental note to try and call him later tonight when your thoughts are interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

“Oh Y/N sweetie, could you get that?” Your father asks and you nod before getting up and walking over to the door.

When you open the door you come face to face with a man you’ve never met before. He must be your father’s friend. You welcome him in, trying to tamper down the disappointment that rises in you. You don’t know why you thought it would have been someone else. Joshua is in Korea, you know this. He has important idol work to attend to, he can’t just get up and come to America because you miss him.

You sit back down in your place as your father and his friend start up a conversation about their job. Your appetite has lessened and you can’t help chide yourself for having such silly thoughts. You fingers move up to fiddle with the chain around your neck, trying to remind yourself that just because you’re not together physically doesn’t mean you guys aren’t with each other in other ways.

“Y/N honey, are you okay?” Your mother asks and you look up to see your mother staring at you with a worried expression.

“Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine. I was just lost in thought. Dinner is great though, thank you for making all of this.” You make a show of taking a big bite of the potatoes on your fork. Your mother still looks a bit worried but drops the subject, thankfully.

You try to put yourself back into the conversation. Just because things aren’t how you wish, doesn’t mean you can’t still enjoy yourself. It works some, listening to your grandparents share anecdotes and getting to know your father’s co-worker.

When dinner is finished the adults pour a drink and you sit and talk with them for a bit more before you excuse yourself for the night, claiming tiredness taking you over. You don’t go straight home when you leave you though, driving downtown instead.

You walk the decorated streets, listening to the faint Christmas music playing out of the street speakers. There’s a bit in the air but it doesn’t bother you much. Most of the shops are closed and the streets are fairly empty, save for a few families and a handful of couples.

You stare at the couples for a little too long, thinking about your own boyfriend. When you focus hard enough you can almost feel his hand enveloping yours as you walk down the street.

A few minutes later you sigh and give up, heading back to your car. It’s no use. As much as you can imagine and wish and try, Joshua still isn’t with you, and your Christmas is nothing but sad and lonely. 

You take your time driving back home, listening to your radio and staring at everyone’s light displays. It’s nearly midnight when you pull into your parking spot and trudge up to your apartment. The lights are off when you get inside and there’s no noise, signaling your roommate is spending the night at their parents’ house.

You change out of your nice clothes and pull on one of the sweaters Joshua sent you before you start a pot of hot water for some hot chocolate. You check the time, 11:58. Joshua should be free right now, even though it’s not Christmas over in Korea anymore. You dial his number only for his phone to go straight to voicemail. Damn it.

You wonder what he’s up to right now as you pour the cocoa powder into your mug. It’s also from one of Joshua’s gifts. You think to yourself that if you can’t be with Joshua, at least you can surround yourself with things that represent him.

Just as you’ve sat down on your couch to turn a movie on, you hear a knock on your door. You glance at your clock. 12:04. Who could be at your door at this time? Did our roommate come home and forget their key again?

You set your mug down and make your way to the door before opening it. When you do you nearly scream out. Standing at your front door is the one person who’s been on your mind for weeks. You don’t have control of your body as you move forward to throw yourself onto the man. You wrap your limbs around him as you feel tears start to stream down your face. He’s quick to catch you, pulling you into him even together.

You don’t know how long you stay like that, crying in his arms, but you don’t think you’ve ever been happier than in this moment. When you finally pull away you see his face is also a bit tear stained. You can’t help but pull him back into a hug.

“W-what are you doing here?” You hold him tight, like if you let go of him he’ll disappear. 

“I told you I'd be home as soon as possible. I just had to get those kisses you promised," he tells you with a grin. "Truthfully, I just kept thinking about you and Christmas and I knew I needed to come home. I talked to our manager and they gave me a few weeks for break so I could come home and be with you,” Joshua explains. “I’m sorry I’m late though.”

“Late?” You pull back again so you could look Joshua in the face.

“I missed Christmas, I’m sorry.” Joshua gestures to the clock. “Past midnight.”

“Oh shut up, who cares? It only matters that you’re here now.” You finally allow Joshua to step into your apartment fully. “You know, I loved everything you gave me, but you are the best Christmas gift.” You pull him into you again, this time connecting your lips as you do.

The kiss is soft and gentle yet passionate as you both try to make up for months of being apart. When you pull away Joshua has a dopey grin on his face.

“You know you’re pretty romantic,” he teases and you roll your eyes.

“Says the guy who flew here from Korea just to be with me. Now I think you owe me a movie night with hot chocolate and lots of kisses.”

“Only if we get to build the Lego set as well.”

“I think you have yourself a deal.” You press another quick kiss to his lips before you go to grab your Lego set. You know you’re going to spend the rest of the night reading instructions wrong and drinking way too much sugar but you can’t imagine a better way to spend your night.

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