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That’s… so random. Are you allowed to eat sundaes at all Sooyoung-ah—? But fine, I’ll treat you some, c’mon. (/gestures at her to follow him)

     ( ` // she follows close behind with a huge grin ; ) Why wouldn’t I be able to have sundaes? Are you still on your muscle diet-- Are you allowed to eat sundaes? 

I know what you mean and I’m glad you think so… but why are you blinking like that–

Blinking like what? I think it’s perfectly normal to wink like this. You don’t agree? ( ` he feigned innocence in response to what the “elder” friend was referring to until his eyes broke into thin crescents and his lips into a thin smile. ) Seriously though, I was only winking because of the obvious other person I was referring to. In case you didn’t know who I meant--.

Cooking had never been a problem to Kyungsoo, after all, since he was little he’d always love to watch his grandmother preparing different dishes as later on he could do the same. He felt confident on his skills – even though he knew he had a lot yet to learn – but this year he decided to prepare a few cookies shaped in Christmas characters for the whole staff, including his label mates and close friends. Knowing it was a quite difficult task to find the correct texture of the cookie, he hoped someone could help him by trying a piece, himself being too biased with his own creations to judge. Luckily, he noticed Joohyun walking towards the company’s kitchen and didn’t waste time to call her over, flashing the best smile he could to convince her to try his masterpiece. “Noona, I made cookies. Would you have one? I need your honest opinion.”

🌟 – When Kyungsoo halts her with the request of tasting some of his new creations, Joohyun is eager to comply. She has heard of his cooking skills from Sehun and Jongin respectively, and therefore trusts him when she takes the first bite. Her eyes widen the moment the cookie hits her tongue, and her face crunches as the thought of having to finishing eating-- What kind of cookie is it actually supposed to be?

Feeling quite anxious to finally leave the van he’s been riding for a couple of hours, the short vocalist felt completely beat and exhausted at the moment he entered the company’s building. He recognized Sehun – not only by his height – but also by his current hair color and approached the taller, his expression coming out as shock once the younger turned around to face him with a rather dumb smile. “What’s that thing?” Kyungsoo pointed at the other, actually meaning the sweater the younger wore. He had never seen something so weird and ugly in his whole life. The cloth wasn’t just flashy. It had vibrant colors, not even following the Christmas color scheme. It looked like a Summer-ish Hawaiian sweater – if that was possible. “Take that off Sehun-ah, it looks awful.”

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ＳＭ ＥＶＥＮＴ;; CHRISTMAS IS ALL AROUND YOU !!

Having a break from their hectic schedules was rare, yet not impossible. The couple was expecting to spend some time together during the holidays rather anxiously, having previously planned a couple of things in the past two months. At the moment Kyungsoo heard the sound of the doorbell ring at his apartment, he knew she finally arrived. Not wanting to make his girlfriend wait, the vocalist opened the door and met with a very smiley Seolhyun, holding a couple of packages around her arms. “Come in, let me help you with all those things.” He said while smiling, picking up all the things the female brought with her. Kyungsoo had a few things prepared for the special evening: hot chocolate in decorative mugs, her favorite Christmas soundtrack – TTS’s Dear Santa – playing on the background, a few decorations here and there, including a mistletoe for kissing purposes. He helped her taking off her coat but was surprised when she mentioned a surprise. Kyungsoo quirked one of his eyebrows up, suspecting Seolhyun’s unexpected surprises, and as he feared, the female indeed had something embarrassing for him: a pair of matching sweaters for both to warm up together. “Are you for real…? Do I really have to wear this?”

     * I excited rustled through the building with the bags in my hand until I arrived right in front of the door. I raised a finger to press the doorbell, struggling from the weight of the bags and called out his name in singing tone, “Oppppaaa~”. Moments later the door swung open and I greeted him with the biggest smile that came naturally whenever he showed up. I quickly walked in towards the living room, not risking to waste any time. I kicked off my heels in the front of the door and gave him a few bags of the material I brought. Automatically, I started humming along to the song playing in the background, taking a small sniff of the hot chocolate.