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With that promise of no dark dreams, Sindri was indeed feeling slightly less nervous. He could deal with whatever would come out of a human suspecting him of being batshit crazy, but he was no where near capable of handling Ra in the nightmare world they had a habit of meeting up in. All fear and anxiety and nervousness was nowhere to be seen the moment Taehyung started with teeth and tongue on sensitive skin. Sindri tilted his head to the side with a loud hum.

He was about to pull Sungyeol into a hug, wanting to give him the first hug of the new year, but he was beaten to the punch when he was grabbed and yanked forward, which made him let out a little surprised squeak, though he didn’t fight it. He only mirrored Sungyeol and leaned against the railing as well, staring up at the twinkling stars as well. It really was awesome, now that he thought about it - night skies were already awesome enough in his opinion, but the first night sky of a new year? Even more awesome!! The first night sky of his first full year of freedom.

"I--" he turned his head away to look at the phoenix and ended up chuckling at the other student's innocence. "I don't really know about wether or not this is one of those wishes that have to stay a secret. I really only though that had to do with birthday wishes." Sungyeol brought a hand up to scratch at the crown of his head as his mouth twisted up and then he was dropping his arms back to rest on the top of the barrier between the two boys and a height no human should have played around with.

"I also don't really know what I want to wish for," he frowned for a moment. Looking up at the stars again, Sungyeol wondered just how many wishes one could possibly fit into a wish on a shooting star. There had to be a way to word it so that he could everything--like how people did when they found genies in lamps and wished for eternal wishes or something. It was quite quickly that he turned to the side to look back at Kai, one elbow still clinging to its perch, "I just know that I need to take care of some stuff this year. I'm not going to sit around and not do anything. Like, I know Zitao worries about me getting hurt and stuff, but I gotta take care of some serious business this year."

The alien rolled out of bed, his heart had skipped a beat at the sight of the name on his phone’s display. Sungyeol was alive and well and while he had gotten a message about the fairy being asleep or something he had assumed his fairy friend had just disappeared again. He wondered if Sungyeol would look different again.

At least he seemed the same through text messages. As soon as he had located which roof the fairy was stuck on he came up, with an umbrella, to find him. And when he saw Sungyeol the alien just opened his arm for the other to hug him and join him under the umbrella. 

Pulling back, he was grinning so wide his gums were showing as his face still dripped with the rainwater he had been standing in for a good half an hour. "I really fell asleep. I promise I didn't leave you or anything this time. I swear. So, you can't be mad at me. I gotta tell you something really cool, but I can't tell you here!" 

"Still closed," Jamie promised (halfheartedly, because for the moment they might be), feet carefully stepping on the ground as he followed the other student towards .. an elevator, going by the sound it made as the doors opened. There was a growing weight in his stomach, an uneasiness because elevators could either lead down to basements or up to high places which the Ixtab was less fond of, but maybe Sungyeol had simply discovered some kind of second floor he wanted to check out and said ‘surprise’ would consist of a long, boring hallway. Please let it be just that. ”You don’t look like you’d be very scary when you get mad, though,” he now spoke up again to distract himself from anything that might chip away at his relaxed appearance, kept up by willpower and not enough optimism.

And if Sungyeol’s words were true, he would find out about the other’s temper soon enough because once the doors of the elevator opened, so did the Ixtab’s eyes. He’d felt them go up, so by now Jamie had no expectation to end up in some kind of basement and yet the nausea in his stomach only got stronger as the other student tugged him forward — still on ridiculous bare feet. Focusing on them, however, required to look down and proved to be a terrible idea by the time they approached a flight of stairs to lead them even higher; marking the first time Jamie showed some resistance towards the rest of their way. “Oh come on,” he sighed around a smile one might give a child who claimed to have discovered a princess in their tree house, trying to appear casual but uninterested. “What’s possibly going to be such a big surprise up there, it’s just a platform.”

It was a pretty strong pout though as it pulled all his features down just before a huff came out through his nostrils. However, the ruined surprised could only be sulked over for so long before Sungyeol was smiling brightly at the resemblance of a question. "Well, that is the surprise part. You sorta ruined it just now," he pouted again, "But if you're too stupid to know what's really so great about being up here, then I'll just have to show you!" His tug was a bit harsher and his steps more hurried until they reached the top. 

"You send pictures of yourself like that to all your friends?” Styles asked unsure, his green eyes lingering on the figure in doubt. “Isn’t that… strange?” He asked, truly he did not understand the ways of this world. Perhaps Dee was perfectly normal, perhaps he just didn’t understand. “Oh no no- I do like it.” Styles tried to explain “It is just-” A hesitation, he inhaled. 

"Do not be such a child Mr. Sungyeol." Mr. Key warned and hit the other’s butt with his staff when he heard the insult. "I have really good ears mr. Sungyeol!” He added in a slightly higher pitch. He huffed, Sungyeol needed to learn about the spirit of Christmas. Who else would be doing that if not for Kibum? The elf groaned, not really excited about the prospect of having to take the fairy with him to the orphanages, but maybe seeing what others did not have would give the creature perspective. 

Listening to Sungyeol’s blabbering made Key think his task was a lost cause already. “My money is my business, Sungyeol.” He said as he finished wrapping the last packages and closed off the big bags. “And one helps people they don’t know when they do know that they have less than we have.” Key tried to explain and groaned at the other’s assumption. “To be a good creature you have to give away and help without thinking about yourself. And only badly raised children cry.” He walked over to Sungyeol and eyed him “Besides all you do is whine and behave badly, are you suggesting you don’t deserve presents this Christmas either?”

Blinking at the question, he quickly shook his head. Of course he deserved Christmas presents. It wasn't like he tried to be bad. He actually really, really tried to be good. It wasn't his fault his mom shacked up with a half-demon and left him with the bad guy blood. "Oh," he huffed, not able to come up with a rebuttal even in his most twisted of logic. Instead, he obediently took the bag and gave a nod  of compliance. 

          seeing those beautiful red eyes peek over at him, taehyung felt a shiver run down his spine. he wasn’t sure what it was, but there was something about those piercing red eyes that got taehyung all excited. if a mere look from the other could get taehyung excited, he could only imagine what was in store for him up ahead. considering he actually did go through with this plan now. a small part of him was worried this might be too early, but why did it matter if he was going to end up doing it later on, anyway?

          ❝ well… it’s not like you can touch me in your position, right? ❞ taehyung chuckled softly, hearing the other’s question. reaching up, he stroked underneath sungyeol’s chin as if he were a kitty or something. ❝let’s get rid of this first, shall we?❞ he murmured quietly then grabbed onto the sunglasses, gingerly plucking them off sungyeol’s nose before reaching over sungyeol to set them on the bedside table. on his way back to his original position, he stopped midway to turn and look at sungyeol, their faces a few inches apart. ❝if you really like surprises, then you’ve got a great one up ahead~❞

It was especially hard to sulk over his not getting to touch the other male when said male was running fingers under Sindri's chin. He sighed. It was a throaty sound that could have ended up in a purr if it the touch had carried on. Soon he was distracted again though as his sunglasses were taken. There had been a minor urge to shut his eyes and keep his secret, but Taehyung already knew about 'the weird eye disease'. So, the half-demon grinned instead and in a way that had his red eyes sparkling up at the stranger. He could only smile wider at the promise of a big surprise to soon follow.

Then the smile was broken by his teeth taking his lower lip in, a shiver running up his spine at the touch on his leg. A hum came as well with the lift of his hips against the hand moving upward. "That's okay!" he chirped up too loudly, caught between the heaviness in his chest with his increasingly labored breaths and the chill bumps that had started on his arms. His teeth shone through his excited smile as he spoke a bit too truthfully, "The first guy I ever had sex with was an actual demon--Well, if demons were real and stuff. He was crazy. I've been with real crazy too. So, you can do whatever you want." 

Instead of letting him go, the boy clenched his fingers around his arms and James couldn’t help to feel empathy for all the other male was feeling since he was being touched. It also irked him a lot, not because he was an angel he had to be willing to help every time, especially if it wasn’t heavens orders. Although, despite his anger, he could feel the desperation the fairy was feeling; which made him pull back his arm, roughly enough to bounce back a couple of steps.

"Look…" he breathed out, utterly confused by all the story. He had no idea what the boy was talking about. The only thing that got to him was the ‘Other people could get hurt’ part, however he snapped himself out of it "Innocent people gets hurt everyday, why would I care about a few? Is not like I’m the cause of their misery anyways." Even though when the other male let him go, he was still close enough to be overwhelmed by the fairy’s puzzled thoughts. He knew the boy was a disaster, he also felt a little headache which he knew it arose from Sindri as well. Frowning in more that slight annoyance, the angel scoffed at him also quirking a brow "What? Now you’re trying to bribe me even? This definitely is not a good thing, nothing good can come out of this. So I’m sorry man, but the answer is still no." Before the younger male burst into tears or something like it , he moved away past him; walking as fast as he could.

Then James was walking past him with something that sounded like a refusal, and of course Sindri had to follow after. He was trying to be persistent, repeatedly asking and pleading his case, but every once in a while he'd take a pause as the more upset he got over the other not wanting to help him, the more intense the headache became. 

The loud crack of the plastic clipboard against the countertop had his headache shrinking back and his shoulders jumping up. With wide eyes, he looked at the other man just as surprised as everyone else. Usually people didn't give in so violently, but it didn't make the smile Sindri gave any smaller as he grinned and nodded at his new savior.  "Really!?" he shouted, a fist pumping into the air in victory before he leaned closer to explain in a whisper loud enough for all those eavesdropping to hear they wanted. "It's kind of a long story. Mostly I just need someone to help me remember something cause I have these headaches and stuff and I can't remember what I did." 

He kept his breathing slow and steady, reminding himself not to lose his cool. His temper has been on the fragile side, a new bubbling sensation coursing through his veins. Jiyong was using the energy in his body he usually hid, so it was something to get used to. “Shh! Don’t yell Sungyeol…” Narrowing his eyes, he watched the pink lips of the Fairy quiver in excitement, probably preparing for another long rant. The mention of his learning about fashion dug up a repressed memory. The black lacy dress Jiyong made for his cousin- it being himself- popped into view, along with a drop of Fairy blood.

A low groan emitted, truly hoping there would be no spilling of blood. This time, he had many witnesses. “Babies?” Being used to the topic of marriage, babies was the only word he heard. “Sungyeol n-okay, you’re going to behave. Do you I have to bribe you to behave?” Turning around, he walked over to another group of students, answering a quick question before repressing the urge to slap Sungeol. “Yes? Do you have a question?” His voice was relatively calm, sort of glad Sungyeol didn’t shout out. Upon having no answer, he jabbed a finger in direction of the student’s chair.

“Someone had a question about one of the pages I assigned. The diagram below the text is what you want, not the one above. If you used that one, the design would go the opposite way.” Looking around to see if everyone’s eyes were on the diagram, he jumped an inch at the random excited shout. “If you want to learn, follow along with what I put on the board.” Jiyong’s expression was blank, but his eyes were stern.

Jiyong's reaction was less than interested and left a frown on Sindri's mouth. He had hoped for the other to promise everlasting love despite the new obstacle they had between them what with the fairy being a demon and stuff. Instead he got a book. It was a really big book and only brought more frowns as Sindri flipped through it. The professor was talking about something at the front and the half-fairy was flipping pages mindlessly as he stared at the elder male. He really liked the professor and definitely wanted to marry him, but it didn't make going to class very interesting but class was and always would be kind of boring. Besides, Sindri knew nothing about fashion really. He just liked looking pretty and had always let others help him dress up. 

Zitao didnt bother to text Sungyeol back because he wasn’t making sense and he had santa-business to take care off. Christmas would come soon and he would need to get Sungyeol the best present that night. First one more gift however, and with a frown Zitao read the part about Sungyeol’s pet-fox. He had seen the animal a few times but not after the fairy had disappeared. He would need to find the petfox, before Christmas. Maybe he would need the help of his friend the woodelf who could chitchat with animals. 

He sighed and after he went out to get his little friend another present he wrote a letter in golden ink and lovingly placed it underneath the Christmas tree. 

Dear sexiest Sungyeol,

The magic of Christmas is that I am here only during Christmas. But do you not have others that will stay with you always? The flaming friend and the alien? 

Killing demons is nothing a pretty boy like you should bother with, why not ask a big bad boy that loves you already so he will do whatever you ask from him?

I have not seen your petfox, where did you see him the last time? 

Have you been a good child, Sungyeol? And if you had only one Christmas wish, what would it be? Just  one. 

Love, Santa

The letter was shorter than usual, but Zitao felt sad that he could not make most of Sungyeol’s wishes come true. He could not give him a dad or bring back the pet fox out of nowhere, instead he would have to do with (somewhat lame) gifts. 

A large golden gift contained the boardgame ‘the game of life’ and a smaller wrapped gift contained a fox plushie, resembling lucifer (Zitao hoped) a little. 

After he delivered the presents he sat down in his room, frowning and grabbing his phone.

It was true what Santa had said about having enough people around him to make him happy. There were plenty of people who could keep him company. Still, it would have been cool if Santa Claus could have also been one of those people.

Glancing at the time on his phone, he also caught the missed message as well as the fact that he had somewhere to be and not too much time left to get there. His reply was even shorter, and he would later wish he had made it longer since he wouldn't be able to return another before Christmas. 

Dear Santa,

I last saw my fox in my room but that was my old room and then I went to a demon realm for a while and came back and he was gone. 

Also, I don't want anyone else to kill demons for me cause I'm trying to be brave and stuff.

The one wish thing: for zizi to have a baby because that would be cute.

Love, Santa

The much-loved plushie present was stuffed into his duffle bag and the boardgame was left on his bed for later. Then he was replying to Zitao on his way out the door. 

{text:z} i probably miss you more but i gotta go somewhere for like two days or something i proise it won't be too long this time