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Your voice echoed around the corridor before you heard a heavy thud followed by Hoseok’s low morning voice, “Fuck!” There was a short pause before you began to walk up the stairs towards his door, when Hoseok quickly shouted, “You cannot open this door.”

The presence of red heels that weren’t yours and the vague scent of floral perfume were further clues to another female presence in the cabin apart from yours, “Why not? Is someone here?” The sound of your trainers against the wooden floor was quieter without the crunch of fresh snow underfoot, but Hoseok still heard you approaching.

Finally, as your hand was reaching for his door handle, he opened it enough to frown at you, “What are you doing here?” Hoseok’s brown hair was dishevelled, strands sticking up at odd angles and you raised an eyebrow at the huge lovebite on his neck.

“What is she doing here?” You questioned back, tilting your head as you went to look past his topless figure into the room, “You’re on a strict schedule right now and your coach said no more flings!”

Hoseok frowned before lifting both of his hands and moved them as if to smooth down his hair, but you knew he was actually checking that his antlers hadn’t appeared - which they tended to do when he felt any sort of intense emotion. Then with a smile, he sighed and leant against the door frame, “it’s only November babe, don’t get your ears all twisted up about it.”

You could feel your pointed elven ears straighten in anger at his comment because he knew just how conscious you were of them and just as you were getting ready to shoot back an insult, a voice called from the other room, “Hoseokie, baby, don’t be so mean to her! You should be so lucky an elf wanted to look after you in the first place with her high status.”

The house fell silent as Hoseok watched your face in embarrassment; he had slept with a social climber and it seemed he’d only just realised it from the way he was squeezing his hands together in front of him, like a child ready to get told off for drawing all over a wall.

Luckily, you were expecting her to be respectful of your position as an elf so with a slight shake of your head at Hoseok, you began walking away, calling, “You better be gone by the time I finish writing this email to Hoseok’s coach.”

Hoseok watched you walk away with a smirk, you wouldn’t send an email and as he mused about the small pout on your face and how good your lips would feel against his, a warm hand wrapped itself around his waist and his mind froze.

“When they say you’re the best of the elite they really mean it Hoseokie,” she laughed, fingertips dancing lightly against his bare stomach until he took a step forward and out of her reach.

Hoseok awkwardly cleared his throat, “you need to go now. Last night was fun but a man stays elite by following his regime.” His eyes darted up to take in the amused look on the girls face as she zipped up one of his hoodies over the candy cane striped dress that had caught his eye in the first place.

“I guess I can be your little secret then-“ her statement was cut off as she watched you open the door and begin throwing her heels and purse out of the cabin and into the snow. Hoseok watched in a mixture of intrigue and amusement as the girl stormed out of the door, turning to scream something at you which was promptly cut off when you closed the door on her.

No words were exchanged between the two of you. Hoseok walked back into his room to get changed and you collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted from a night of studying to remember that keeping Hoseok in line was also a job.

The town you lived in wasn’t normal, it was a place where legends were real and your job was to make sure that on Christmas Eve, Nicholas had his nine magic reindeers ready to pull his sleigh. It had been your dream to be a Reindeer Carer since you were young and even after being shut down and told it was impossible because you were an elf, you kept going until finally you were introduced to Jung Hoseok.

It was your first year on the job and from the moment you’d moved in with Hoseok, it felt like he’d decided to make you quit but it was going to take more than a bratty, egotistical reindeer shifter for you to give up on your dream job.

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“So are you starting to regret claiming this was going to be your dream job?” Yoongi was sitting at the table, sifting through your paperwork absentmindedly because of his amusement at watching you tidy up after Hoseok.

You turned to look at him, holding a pile of dirty plates with two jumpers resting on your shoulder, “I’m a glorified babysitter Yoongs, it’s exactly what I thought it would be.” The fact that you had to tidy up after Hoseok, who was currently training when you knew Jimin, Yoongi’s partner did everything in his ability to make it easy for the older boy, annoyed you at how good he had it.

The opposites in the reindeer shifter’s behaviour was impressive but you weren’t really complaining because Hoseok was nowhere near as bad as you’d been warned he would be. So walking into the kitchen you placed the plates in the dishwasher before folding his jumpers and placing them on the table next to Yoongi who was watching you with an unreadable look.

“I will admit Y/N,” Yoongi tilted his head with a smile as you sat down in front of him with a sigh, “Hoseok has been much better with you. I feel like you’ve really had an impact on him and let me say a lot have tried before you.” He watched your pointed ears perk up slightly before the ends began to darken in a display of your embarrassment at the compliment from a veteran manager.

Quickly you opened your laptop, pulling up a file before darting your gaze up to look at Yoongi and nod slightly, “that was out of nowhere dude, you can’t just be nice to me without a warning.” Yoongi shook his head before he went back to looking through your work, helping you to separate Hoseok’s documents from your dissertations and research.

He tried not to smile at the irony of you mixing up your studying with the boy that had obviously taken up more of your life than he was meant to. Managers are really only meant to ensure that the reindeer shifter they’ve been assigned to are attending training, following their regimes and it’s only during their heat period which lasts from Christmas Eve to Boxing Day that their duties become slightly blurred.

But officially, managers were merely there for support. Yoongi raised an eyebrow as he looked up to see you typing away on your keyboard; officially you weren’t meant to work as hard as you. Even if Hoseok was a special case.

The crackle of the log fire, turning of paper and the tapping of your keyboard filled the silence of the cabin as you both busied yourselves. It was unusual to have a visit from Yoongi, you mused, risking a glance up at the elder boy who was sat engrossed in a piece of your writing.

Yoongi had always been like a brother to you, but in the professional setting you felt like you had so much to learn about how to be the most useful resource for Hoseok as possible. Even then, Yoongi hadn’t come today at your request or because he wanted to offer tips, he’d come to hand-deliver the invitation for the Christmas Ball - which was merely an event to remind the people of the high status the reindeers possessed in their society.

You’d been attending them from a young age because your parents ran the present wrapping department, as well as being pure-blooded elves. But the idea of going as Hoseok’s date had made your head swirl with worry at the idea he would try and make a move on you, or even complain and try and bring someone else.

A frown was beginning to form at the idea of having to defend your place as his date to the ball, which you’d been given strict instructions from Yoongi to do, as the last few years Hoseok had brought his own date. But before you could get properly worked up in all the possibilities, Yoongi cleared his throat opposite you, obviously aware of your spiralling mind.

“Have you seen him transformed, in person, yet?” He ventured, an eyebrow raised as he tapped a photograph on the table of Hoseok’s form. You shook your head thinking of the way his antlers had only popped out a handful of times since you’d been living together.

Yoongi grinned, “you’re in for a surprise then. A lot of managers quit after seeing them transform for the first time,” he noticed the frown on your face and shrugged, “you’ve read the brief I’m sure. They’re experiencing their heat period so their transformations don’t turn them into cute fluffy reindeers but huge, powerful animals that only have eyes for the people who have looked after them for the last few months. It can be a lot for a newbie.”

“If I can handle him in this annoying, messy form I’m sure I can handle a horny reindeer,” you laughed before your ears pricked up at the sound of footsteps crunching in the snow outside. Yoongi noticed your shift in posture and gave you a questioning look because Hoseok’s training didn’t finish for another hour, even though you could hear his keys in the door.

When you looked up, ready to make an excuse for Hoseok skipping training you saw the grin on Yoongi’s face before he rocked back on his chair and crossed his arms, as if daring you to go put your boy in check - which you knew you were going to have to do the second the waft of pizza met your nose.

“Nice to see you back so early,” you greeted him with a smile, leaning against the doorframe hoping to obscure Yoongi from his vision, so he wouldn’t change the topic. Hoseok had frozen, eyes wide as he slowly tried to hide the pizza box behind him with an embarrassed smile playing on his lips.

It wasn’t the first time he’d broken his strict diet, or even come back early from training, which you could see he’d attended for a bit from the way his hair was sticking up at odd angles. Once the pizza box was completely tucked behind his back, Hoseok laughed, “Coach told me I did well today and could leave early,” you raised an eyebrow and nodded dubiously.

“At least give me a slice of your pizza instead of scoffing it all yourself,” you grinned, taking a step forward and reaching behind his back to grab the box from his loose grip. Once it was in your hands, you ran into the kitchen, skidding on the polished floor before placing it on the table in front of Yoongi. Both of you quickly grabbed a slice each, and you let a quiet moan at the taste of greasy deliciousness against your tongue.

Hoseok walked over with a smile, clapping Yoongi on the shoulder before raising an eyebrow at his friend, “are you visiting my girl often?”

“Your what?” You choked, eyes wide at the term he’d used and the possessiveness Hoseok was showing about you. That was until you saw the look Yoongi gave you, reminding you of his early warnings about the intense nature of the shifters during this time.

It seemed even Hoseok was shocked by his choice of words as he laughed and grabbed a slice of pizza before shrugging, “you guys don’t really have official names. I feel like my manager is even worse than my girl. Plus I don’t even see you like one of those stuck up boring helpers, you’re just more interesting.” He grinned at you before busying himself eating the pizza but Yoongi was fixing you with a warning look.

Hoseok was being fuelled by his hormones right now, and no matter how sweet he was being, you needed to stay professional to the bitter end.

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Hoseok was late.

It wasn’t like the meeting was hugely important, it could be worse you thought, eyes darting from the typed pages in front of you up to the door with the hopes he would burst through at any point.

But he didn’t and the sponsor in front of you was beginning to look agitated, the tap of her pen hastened before finally she stood up, walking to the whiteboard before nodding at you. “I feel we’ve waited long enough.”

Your back straightened instinctively as you pretended to absentmindedly flick through the papers of her proposal, hoping the sponsor would see his tardiness as a business “mind-game” to get them to see how desired he was. In reality, it was merely his crappy personality but they didn’t need to know that.

With a smile, you placed the papers on the table, “I understand this meeting was scheduled to start fifteen minutes ago, however you must understand that Hoseo- I mean Mr Jung is a busy man. I do apologise for his lack of appearance however he is often swept up with interviews that run over and he takes his training very seriously in preparation for the big day.”

The lady in front of you nodded, her eyes had been narrowed slightly as if she was questioning your words but now she seemed more understanding. Then with a quick glance at her watch, the sponsor nodded, “I’ve got another meeting soon but our company want to sponsor Mr Jung, his lack of presence will be noted, but his face being associated with our candy canes would greatly improve sales and-“

“I’m sorry to keep you beauties waiting,” Hoseok’s hair was messy and his cheeks were flushed from the cold air outside. You tried to hide your smile when he sat down next to you and placed his hand on yours that was absentmindedly tapping on the table.

Your heart stuttered and you quickly moved your hand out of his grasp, worried that the sponsor would see this and think that you weren’t professional enough for her company. Luckily, she was busy rifling through her bag for something and with a smile wider than the ones you’d previously been receiving, the sponsor reached over the table and shook Hoseok’s hand.

“It is so lovely to see you Mr Jung,” her voice sounded slightly forced and your eyes darted up from the contract papers to watch her in slight confusion, “don’t you think it’s a shame that even with your new elf manager, you’re still late to meetings.”

Hoseok frowned, watching the sponsor sit down and now she seemed much more professional than before. She placed a pen on top of the contract details for the sponsorship that you’d just pushed in front of him, fixing you with an intense stare. “Are you aware that this is the third time we’ve offered him a sponsorship? Every time we end up cancelling it for one reason or another.”

Something about what she was implying frustrated you and not only was the feeling of your ears heating at the implication that you were unworthy of this position because of your status - which wasn’t the first time you would’ve heard that you should be something better than just a reindeer manager. But the fact that she was belittling Hoseok, with no reaction from him was frustrating you.

So without really thinking, you took a deep breath and relaxed into your chair, placing your hand on top of Hoseok’s as he was about to write his signature, to grab the pen from his grip. “If you don’t feel Hoseok is the correct fit for your company image, then there is no need for this sponsorship.”

You could feel Hoseok turn to look at you in confusion, possibly because this morning, over breakfast, he’d warned you that this meeting was useless and that he had no interest in being the face of a candy cane product. Now he was wondering if maybe he shouldn’t have shared this information with you, even though he was finding seeing you defend him like this quite hot.

The sponsor was busy looking between the two of you in slight confusion but you hadn’t quite finished yet, picking up the contract you placed it in front of the woman, “it looks like this year Jung Hoseok won’t be signing with you again.”

With a self-satisfied smile, you stood up from your chair, leaving your pages of research and information about the company on the table and with a squeeze to Hoseok’s broad shoulder, you both walked out of the room without another word.

“Are you kidding me?”

Hoseok’s hands were on your shoulders, his grip was firmer than you were expecting and quickly ice ran through your veins at the idea that maybe, he had wanted that sponsorship. Maybe you’d read the situation completely wrong and were about to be fired.

But instead, Hoseok pulled you into his chest, squeezing you tightly and you felt your whole body relax at the scent of pine trees overwhelmed your senses. Then with a final squeeze, you were realised from his grip, “Y/N! I’ve sat through those dumb meetings more times that I can count and finally someone fucking listened to me! I’ve already got an offer to be the face of a new shoe company so don’t worry about that side of things. You’re fucking great!”

His smile was contagious and you scrunched your nose slightly at the compliment, “you can’t be late for meetings just because you don ’t want to sign Hoseokie,” you laughed, both of you walking out of the centre and into the icy air of the village, “you left me all alone with her you dick!”

“Let me make it up to you then?” Hoseok’s tone had changed, his smile broadened before he winked at you.

You rolled your eyes, “or you could make it up to me by coming to meetings on time?”

“We both know that won’t happen, so I’m going to make it up to you tomorrow on my day off,” he grinned before watching you check the time and look up at him with a raised eyebrow, because he’d obviously forgotten about training, “I’m going to training! Tomorrow wear something very warm, we’re going on a long walk!”

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The forest was beautiful in the winter, with its huge snow covered pines mixed in with the barren, lifeless branches of other trees. The jacket you’d chosen to wear wasn’t thick enough for the temperature of the morning air that bit against your nose and made your fingers go numb. But you were willing to put up with the discomfort to watch the look on Hoseok’s face as he took in the scenery around you.

It could only be described as magical, you decided, following the footprints left by Hoseok that were the only thing denting the perfect blanket of pure white snow covering the floor. The snow here in the forest was so different to in the village, it was undisturbed and you felt like a child as you found yourself placing your foot perfectly in the print of the boy ahead of you.

“Isn’t it amazing?” Hoseok laughed, arms spread and head tilted back as he took in the scenery and just as he finally closed his eyes, you bent down and quickly crafted a snowball. It only took a few seconds for you to stand back up, before aiming and getting it to land directly on the crown of his head.

You laughed, before squealing when Hoseok locked eyes with you and started running in your direction, his laugh echoed in the forest and knowing you’d be unable to hide from him, you quickly hid behind a wide tree.

“Found you!”

Hoseok had pinned you against the tree before you could even try and dodge his attack, and the sudden action caused a branch above you to dump its pile of snow on top of your heads causing you both to laugh again.

You hadn’t felt this carefree in years, and looking up at Hoseok’s flushed and smiling face, you wondered if he felt the same. Between pants you managed to gasp, “it’s beautiful here.”

He nodded, before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I’m happy you let me share it with you.” With that he dropped your arms from his grip and went back to walking through the forest, turning for a second to gesture for you to follow, which you’d forgotten with how loud your mind had become following that simple kiss.

Maybe he’d meant nothing with it, but maybe he’d meant more than just a friendly kiss to the forehead.

You didn’t have time to question Hoseok as you went back to wading through the snow behind him, but your heart still didn’t slow down and you found all he’d done was raise questions you weren’t sure either of you had the answers to.

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“Why’re you still awake?”

The starlight was no longer your only company as you looked over your shoulder to see Hoseok standing at the door of the balcony, eyes barely open with a blanket resting on his broad shoulders. His nose scrunched as his bare feet landed on the snow covered wood outside before he shuffled over to you, the blanket grazed your arm before he moved to throw it over your shoulders as well.

For a bit you were both silent, watching the steam of your hot chocolate drift up in the cold night air, but Hoseok cleared his throat before nudging your side, “so? It’s four in the morning.”

“I’m not sure,” you replied, squeezing your hands around the mug and fixing your eyes at the sky wondering why you weren’t telling him to go to bed so he would make his morning practice and not skip it again. But for now you were okay to stand next to him and absorb the peaceful quiet together.

It didn’t take long before Hoseok cleared his throat, hand reaching out as he picked up a handful of snow from the balcony, “I’m sorry. You’re not a bad manager, maybe we just don’t work well together?”

Finally he had caught your attention and you turned to look at him in confusion, “you don’t think we work well together?” It was a blow to hear that from him when everyone had been congratulating you on keeping the notorious rule breaker in such good shape and you wondered if you were being too strict to him, if maybe you were making this stressful time even worse.

Hoseok stepped away from you, the blanket slipped and landed on the floor but neither of you moved to pick it up.

He stood staring at you before looking down at his hands that had turned pink from the cold, “No, I just think that- well I’ve been thinking that maybe- not maybe- you just- you’re awake at four in the morning Y/N!” Hoseok sighed, running a hand through his hair before bending to pick up the blanket, shaking it out before moving forward with it spread as if to drape it over your shoulders,

But you weren’t having it, “so you think I should quit because you think I can’t handle you,” you smiled before placing your hands atop his and squeezing, “I think I can manage for another few days.” And it was true, the reason you were awake wasn’t because Hoseok was hard to handle but because your head was swimming with thoughts and feelings for him.

And how were you meant to tell him that? That maybe sleeping with him curled up behind you, feeling his languid heartbeat against your back made yours race uncontrollably. It was unprofessional and as much as the way you liked the way he would sit down next to you and pull your legs onto his lap, or the sound of his voice in the morning when you were waking him up, it wasn’t worth disrupting him by swapping managers or even sacrificing your dream job for.

You looked up at him, placing a hand atop his head before stroking his soft hair slightly, he looked so deep in thought that you smiled before poking the crease in his forehead gently, “stop frowning and go to bed. I’m not quitting and you’re not the reason I’m still awake.”

Hoseok tilted his head slightly in consideration, before reaching up to grab your hand and intertwine his fingers with yours, his other hand holding the blanket before he walked back into the cabin, dragging your figure with him.

“Time for bed,” he looked over his shoulder and grinned at you, before squeezing your hand, “I don’t want my manager to become an iceblock.” You sighed and shut the door behind you, hoping that your thoughts of pressing your lips against his, feeling his icy hands run through your hair and his delicate kisses pepper your skin.

Instead you would be happy with his tight grip on your hand, as he dragged you into your room.

Hoseok paused as he watched you climb into bed, shifting slightly from foot to foot and you looked up at him with amusement, “you okay there Seokie?” He tried to hide his smile at your nickname for him before he rolled his neck once as if debating saying what he was about to.

“I’m just still so cold from going outside to rescue you from your early morning thoughts so I was wondering if maybe I could cuddle with you tonight?” His nose scrunched slightly as he tried to hide his smile when you shifted over in your bed, patting the empty space with a dramatic roll of your eyes.

As someone who had lived in freezing conditions for six months of the year, you knew that he was exaggerating but this once you were going to let yourself indulge in your needs. As Hoseok slid into the covers next to you, shifting closer to you and resting his hand on your waist, you justified your actions by telling yourself this would be the last time you did this.

But as you slowly slipped into sleep and felt Hoseok’s hand move to hold your hand that rested in front of your chest, his warm fingers tracing your cold ones, you knew it wouldn’t be the last time you felt his embrace.

Just before sleep claimed you with its warm, comforting grip, you could’ve sworn you felt Hoseok kiss the back of your head, his thumb slowly stroking the back of your hand but it wasn’t the time to obsess over inaccuracies encouraged by your need of sleep. So you let yourself shift closer to his chest and fall asleep, surrounded by the scent of pine trees and hot chocolate.

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The bed was cold when you woke up, hand instinctively stretching out to feel the empty space where Hoseok had been previously curled up, which was now icy. It had been like this for a week now; waking up to Hoseok’s weight dipping the mattress late at night and then finding him gone in the morning.

Your cabin felt empty and as you got up, shuffling into the kitchen to make a coffee, you wondered when the snow stopped being a beautiful feature of the landscape to something that made you feel suffocated by. The snow turned the view into a blank canvas every morning and as you sipped at your coffee, steam warming your chin as its long tendrils grazed across your face, you felt yourself being lost in that silence again.

Hoseok was confusing, a mess and obviously in the process of hiding from you.

It hurt your heart to go from feeling like you knew exactly what was going through his mind to being cast out and unable to even see him for long enough to try and decipher the inner workings of his mind with a few hints. But as his manager, you knew that wasn’t your job, you nodded at that thought, maybe this distance he’d created was to remind you of your place.

The slight buzz of your phone broke your attention from staring out at the landscape and you quickly fumbled to answer it, voice croaky from having not been used yet, “this is Y/N speaking, Hoseok’s manager.”

“Good morning, Jung Hoseok hasn’t attended his training this morning and he missed it yesterday, I was wondering if you could account for his whereabouts?” The voice was gruff on the other line and your eyes widened in embarrassment hearing that Hoseok wasn’t attending his compulsory activities. You had a sick feeling that it would get to the big day and he’d find himself unable to transform or worse lift the sleigh.

Quickly you cleared your throat and placing the cup on the snow covered table, you walked back inside and grabbed your laptop, “I’m sorry to hear that. I’ll make sure he attends his next session-“ you paused busy tracking his phone from your computer when the voice on the other line finished your sentence.

“Tomorrow. He has a session tomorrow and if he’s not there on time, I will be forced to report both you and him.” You nodded, before realising the caller couldn’t see your reaction and quickly stuttered an agreement before hanging up, staring down at Hoseok’s location with a heavy sigh.

He was sitting on his bench.

With that slight revelation and the fact it was only a few minutes walk, you slid your feet into your trainers and pulled on the thickest jacket you owned, before walking out of the front door and heading further up the hill towards where you would find Hoseok.

The walk was calming, your heartbeat finally began to slow down from the stressful idea of being reported and with a sigh you let yourself pause to take in the view, trying to enjoy it instead of criticise it. But that was when you caught sight of Hosoek’s figure, slightly hunched over on the bench and quickened your pace when a gust of icy wind rolled over your face.

“You’ve been ignoring me.”

Hoseok seemed smaller than usual and when he looked up at you, his eyes were swimming with problems too difficult for you to begin to understand. So following your instincts as a friend over a manager, you sat down next to him, placing your hand on your knee as you tried to find the words to comfort him in a problem you didn’t even understand.

“Don’t you find the snow suffocating-“

Your words were cut off when Hoseok’s lips pressed against yours, and for a split second all you could taste was the hot chocolate against his lips and the heat from the sigh that left his mouth once he’d pulled away slightly.

He turned to you, a slight smile playing on his lips, “what are we doing?” You tilted your head in interest at his question but he continued, “I like you and- well- I can’t stop feeling that way.” Hoseok looked down at his bare hands that had were slightly pink at the fingertips, “trust me I’ve tried to stop.”

A rush of feelings filled your chest, slowly reaching out your hand and placing it atop his, “maybe you don’t have to stop.” That was when you finally reached up and pressed your lips against his, eyes closing as you let yourself get lost in his touch before quickly pulling away and running a hand through his hair with a grin, “also you have to go to training tomorrow or else we’re both getting fired."

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It was finally Christmas Eve, or ‘The Big Night’ as everyone called it in the village and in your opinion it had come sooner than you would’ve liked; the barn was full of the other shifters and their managers with everyone cheering and laughing in excitement for the event that was counted down to the second it finished.

But as you looked at Hoseok, admiring his chocolate brown eyes and the long, pointed antlers that were currently nestled against his curly hair, you wondered if maybe now was the time to admit that you liked him.

“Are you nervous?” Hoseok whispered, bending down with his lips so close to your ear that they grazed the flesh slightly. He quickly straightened his back and grinned at you, “this is your first time seeing my form.”

“Why would I be nervous?”

He rolled his eyes, turning away to begin stretching his limbs before glancing at you and winking, “maybe because you’ll realise I’m not completely human and some find that scary.”

With that you tucked your hair behind your ears, rolling your eyes, “I’m sure I can handle it.” The racing of your heart said otherwise as Hoseok leant in and pressed a kiss to the tip of your ear, quickly you reminded yourself that he wasn’t fully himself, that if you allowed yourself to fall into these feelings you’d end up hurt.

And maybe it was the festive spirit of optimism that filled you in that moment, or something even more magical like fate, but in a rush of confidence, you locked eyes with Hoseok and leant up to press a chaste kiss against his lips. When you pulled back it felt like the barn had disappeared, leaving just you and Hoseok with his huge round eyes that were looking you in shock.

“Can we do that again?” He mumbled, already leaning in to place a kiss to the tip of your pointed ear. The feeling of your heart racing and knowing that you only had a few more moments with Hoseok spurred you on to place your hands on his hips and kiss him again.

It was passionate, probably too much for a public setting and you felt your bodies lean into each other so close that it felt like you were merging into one being. His lips moved against yours in an effortless dance and when Hoseok sucked against your bottom lip before licking at the seam of your mouth, you quickly deepend the kiss.

The feeling of him kissing you was something completely different to anything you’d felt previously: in the forest with his chaste, stolen kisses and even the languid ones shared when you woke up wrapped in his arms. You felt desired, you felt wanted and for the first time you felt what might be love conveyed through the simple action of kissing.

Hoseok’s hands traced down your spine before he pulled away from you, crouching for a second to grab your thighs and haul you up, so you were being carried in his arms with your legs wrapped tightly around his slim waist. It was only then, when you heard the gasps and slight applause from around you that you remembered just where you were and against your better judgement, let Hoseok place you firmly back on the floor with a little giggle.

“You two really know how to put on a show,” Yoongi laughed, rolling his eyes at your flushed face and Hoseok’s slightly swollen lips. “Now that those two have stopped, I think it’s time for everyone to get into their positions?”

Nodding quickly, you began walking to where Hoseok’s position was in the line, only to feel his hand grab yours and interlace his fingers with you, pulling you into his chest so he could press one last kiss to the crown of your head. And when you turned to tell him off for the scene you’d both made, he pressed a kiss to your lips before gesturing with his head that you should move out of the way.

You felt an arm sling over your shoulder, turning to see Yoongi looking at you with a smile as he squeezed and said, “I’d close your eyes for this bit.” Which you did, casting on last look at Hoseok, watching him smile and wink at you before his antlers began to grow and then your eyes were covered by Yoongi’s hand.

It was probably a good thing he did that as well, the prospect of seeing a human morph into a reindeer isn’t the most attractive thing and when Yoongi finally moved his hand, you were face to face with Hoseok’s reindeer form. His pelt was a deep brown and with a tentative hand, you stroked it slightly, smiling when he moved to rest his head on your shoulder, nosing slightly into your ear.

“Everyone get strapped up!”

You nodded, stepping away from Hoseok and stroking his furry cheek, you leant in and placed a light kiss to his nose, “stay safe.” He snorted slightly and you could see that even in this form, his eyes still had the same mischievous sparkle.

It was unheard of for a manager to have a relationship with who they were assigned to but as you watched Hoseok trot off, your mind was already beginning to fill with questions and then a wave of calm hit you. You had feelings for Jung Hoseok and he felt the same way, everything else would fall into place but those were the two most important pieces of information.

This year it would be your first Christmas spent with someone who truly loved you, for you.

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Jessnote: soooo it’s been a while! Honestly, I’m not happy with this but I already had one extension with this huge collab and felt weird not posting it now. to put a long story short can y’all pray for my love life bc she’s a mess right now,, anyway, i think my writing style has changed a lot?? what do you guys think? i’ve missed you all and would really appreciate to hear from you!!

also thank you to @jiminspjm​ for the amazing header and being a complete angel,,,

ARE YOU INTERESTED IN A PART TWO (+SMUT) ?