Too Ahjussi
A drawing that’s surrounded very lightly with Christmas lights and red and green, was otherwise very gentle of colors and bore the same delicate spirit he knew his roommate had deep down. Besides the drawing the rested on the other’s bed, was a small jar of honey and on top of it a note that said. “To Ahjussi <3. You’re my favorite ahjussi in the world. So short and cute and comfy to put in my pocket and keep forever. This drawing is for you. Because as tough as you may try to present yourself on the outside, you’re actually a little fluffy baby on the inside and I like it. Merry Christmas and I hope you’ll like it.”
Coming back from his nap, the male stood by his bedside stunned with a bubbling warmth inside as he stared down at the drawing peacefully laying in the middle of his charcoal blankets. The artwork simply took his breath away as he gently skimmed his fingers over it, careful not to touch it yet still feel the material under his skin. He chuckled softly at the note and honey laying nearby, noting to get his roommate back for calling his an ahjussi again. “Merry Christmas, brat,” he muttered under his breath, a smile present as he gently moved the present to a safer place.
