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Anyways back to the baking. You had finished the batter and put it in the fridge to chill for a couple hours before baking. The plan was clean up the counters and chill until the cookies needed to be baked but SOMEONE decided to throw flour on you. So now you and Sunghoon are standing in the kitchen surrounded by flour.

“This is your fault” you grumble looking down at your outfit. “Now i have to shower before the party” you begin wiping the countertops

He just laughs. He LAUGHS. “What? What’s so funny asshole?” You shove his chest. Before you could retract your hand, he grabs your wrist and pulls you close. “You’re cute when you’re all fired up like this”

The two of you are now standing inches apart “w-what? Shut up” you try to break your wrist from his grip.

He just smirks and lets you go. “You’re blushing”. He turns around and begins to grab some cleaning supplies to get the flour off the countertop. “No I’m not” you grumble out as you start cleaning trying to ignore the flush creeping up to the tops of your ears.

He looks. You know he looks. But you can’t get yourself to face him so you continue to wipe the flour from the countertop. Once the surface is clean he sighs before speaking “can i wash my shirt in your laundry. I don’t wanna go home and change”

Your just look at him incredulously “should’ve thought of that before you threw flour on me”

“Come oooon y/n you know my parents will throw a fit if I show up like this” he playfully whines.

“Fine” you sigh “let me find it something you can wear while it’s washing” you head towards your room. Sunghoon is a great deal taller and buffer than you so the selection of clothes you have that would fit him is pretty slim.

“thank god for my oversized hoodie faze” you sigh out rummaging through the options. You grab a bright pink one with a cheeky smile. It’s got ribbons on the sleeves and a cute bunny print on the front. “if he’s gonna be an asshole, he’s gonna have to wear pink for 2 hours”

You return to the kitchen and throw the hoodie at him.

“Absolutely not” he says “i know you’ve got something other than this. What about the black hoodie you used to live in” he complains holding up the hoodie like it’s a dead animal

“Aw come on hoon what’s the problem. Scared of a little pink” you tease. You don’t get the upper hand in these kinds of situations very often so you decide to take advantage of it.

“I’m not wearing this” he sets the hoodie on the counter

“Boo you’re no fun” you say “then I’m not washing your shirt”

“Fine. I’ll wash it myself” and before you know it he pushes past you to the bathroom

You just roll your eyes at his behavior and grab the dough out of the freezer and begin to lay it out on the pans

As you’re putting the cookies in the oven you hear the faucet in the bathroom finally shut off and your dryer running before he returns to the kitchen.

“So you gonna wear a damp shirt inst-“ you barely finish your sentence because you turn around and are immediately met with Sunghoon. With no shirt on. “What the FUCK Sunghoon you can’t just walk around my place half naked.” As much as you’d LOVE to ogle at his carefully sculpted frame, you will not give him that satisfaction.

“Well i don’t really have another option. If it bothers you so much princess you can go find me another hoodie” you hate how the only thing you got out of that sentence was the stupid pet name he used. “What ever” you turn back around. Cheeks flushed, heart racing, mine blank. You wanted to occupy yourself make it look like your childhood best friend standing shirtless in your kitchen wasn’t doing things to you. But you literally just stood there.

“Y/n..? You good there” you can hear the tease in his tone. He knows exactly what he’s doing. You can hear him move closer “are you flustered” his voice is low but playful. “Come on y/n, we bathed together when we were kids and now you’re acting all flustered around me shirtless. Nothing you haven’t seen before”

“That’s not the same dipshit” you want to move. Walk away. But he has you cornered against the counter “do you remember heeseung? From high school” he asks almost quietly.

“Yea…?” You’re confused. Why would he bring up Heeseung at a time like this.

“You liked him. You liked him so much and you begged me to help you. You were too scared to approach him on your own so you had to get your good best friend Sunghoon to do it for you. But I wouldn’t.”

You’re flushed. You can’t tell if it’s because of the embarrassing memory of how desperate you were to get Sunghoon to talk to your crush for you or because you feel like he’s breathing down the back of your neck at this point “you wanna know why?”

“Why…?” Your voice is nearly a whisper

His hands come to your waist making your breath hitch as he gently turns you around to face him “because I’ve been in love with you my whole life”

Your eyes blow wide but your barely have time to process his words because his lips are pressed softly against yours. It’s only for a moment. A quick second. He’s testing the water. He’s nervous. You can feel it.

You’re completely frozen “Sunghoon… I” you can’t even form words.

“I’m sorry… that was too much” he steps away from you. You can see it. He’s worried he crossed a line “i shouldn’t have-“

“Can you shut up” you interrupt him before kissing him properly this time. It’s gentle, not rushed, not heated, just loving. You can feel how long he’s wanted this.

His hands find your waist once again and he effortlessly lifts you into the countertop with breaking the kiss. “Our parents are going to be so happy” he says against your lips

“Oh yeah? Why’s that” you chuckle

“Because they’ve been hinting that they want me to marry you since we were 12” you both pull back from each other with soft smiles and slightly labored breaths

You’re both quiet for a moment before you finally speak “thank you… for waiting for me”

“Even if it took until we were in nursing homes i still would’ve waited for you. It’s always been you”

You kiss him. Much more passionate this time. He pulls you closer as your legs wrap around his waist. It’s hot. Passionate. A little messy. Until the stove timer cuts you off. You pull away.

“The cookies” you gently push at his chest. He doesn’t budge quite yet, just drops his head to your neck and starts to leave soft kisses there. “Dude. I can’t show up with burnt cookies”

“Did you just dude me after we just made out?” he says bewildered. You take his moment of shock to climb off the counter and push past him.

“Sure did”

As you pull the cookies out of the oven, he just watches you with a gentle smile before moving behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “We gotta let them cool y’know”

“You’re so needy” you say with a teasing slap to his arm. “Of course I’m needy. I’ve been waiting over 20 years for this”

You flush at his declaration “fine but just until your shirt is done in the dryer” you say with a warning tone.

He picks you up with no hesitation carrying you to the couch “good luck getting me to stop.”

Before you know it he’s all over you.

Let’s just say you ended up a little bit late to the holiday party.

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Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like there’s any bad blood, but social batteries only run for so long and right now I think the both of you are on the same page when it comes to wanting nothing more than to lay down.

Once you kicked your shoes off at the entrance, you make an immediate beeline for the couch flopping face first into the plush cushions.

Jay slips quietly into the living room behind you and starts pulling logs into the fireplace

“You’re starting a fire…?” You hum out sleepily, eyes barely open.

“Mhm” he hums softly “it’s about to start snowing, figured I’d set the mood” he says almost playfully, a hint of exhaustion lacing his words. He turns back to the fire, lighting a match and tossing it into the fireplace.

Once the fire is lit he shuffles to the couch where you lay sprawled cross and gently shakes your shoulder “sit up for me for a second” he says gently “i want to make it more comfortable for you”

Despite the urge to lay flat, his gentle coaxing tone eventually gets you to rise from your position and curl into a ball sitting up against one of the arm rests as Jay moves.

He grabs the thick blanket from the chair and lays himself down on the couch. Not flat but partially sat up thanks to the fluffy throw pillow beneath his head. Next thing you know he’s opening his arms and you’re crawling gently to lay on top of him.

As you settle with your head on his chest, his arms bring the blanket to wrap around your tired and cold body securing you to him forcing you to relax against him.

“Better?” He asks as he gently runs his fingers through your hair

“Much” you sigh out contentedly closing your eyes and listening to the steady beat of his heart against your ear.

He leans down and gently pecks the top of your head. “Did you have fun today?” His gentle voice rings out in your tired brain.

“Mmh” you hum out with a soft nod “it was nice to be with family again. But those kids tired me out” you can hear yourself fighting off the sleep in your own voice. The tired tone pulling a soft chuckle out of him. “Yea? You corralled them pretty well I must say” he teases.

“Yea with no help from you” you grumble while nuzzling closer into him

“It’s not my fault your aunts love me” he says with mock offense. He gently shifts his body to get more comfortable before running his hands up and down your back.

“Get some rest my love. You need all your energy if you want to go Black Friday shopping tomorrow” he chuckles as you’re practically melting into him. A soft “mmm” is all you can manage to respond.

As you both lay there, the silence begins fill with the sound of your soft breathes in your sleep, the fire crackling from the fireplace, and the soft sound of the wind outside. Should he bring you to bed? Yeah probably. Should he also put out the fire in the fireplace? Probably yes as well. But as of right now the only thing that he can think of is your body heat pressed against him. Grounding him to the moment.

“I’m so thankful to have you by my side” he whispers before pulling you a little bit closer, closing his eyes and joining you in a peaceful state of slumber.

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“Shut up” you gently slap his shoulder before the two of you wrap the tinsel around the tree with gentle smiles on your faces. You go to grab the boxes of ornaments. “Is that a box of toy story ornaments” you hold back a giggle as you turn to him.

“Don’t laugh” you see the tips of his ears turn a pink-ish shade “you said go with whatever I wanted” the sight pout in his voice makes you giggle. “I’m not judging i promise. It’s cute” you kiss his cheek “now come on. Buzz Lightyear should be at the top of the tree”

The two of you spent the rest of the afternoon stringing more tinsel, hanging more ornaments, changing the couch pillows, and maybe sneaking some mistletoe onto the ceiling in the kitchen.

The sun set long ago and the candles on the coffee table have been lit, releasing a comforting aroma laced with cinnamon and gingerbread. Empty decoration boxes pushed to the corner as you two are slumped against each other on the floor in front of the couch.

“can we leave this up all year? I don’t think I’ll have the energy to take it all down and put it back up again” you groan as you rest your head on his shoulder.

“Christmas all year round?” He chuckled as you felt his arms snake around your waist and pull you closer to him. “I think we should get decorations for every season” he chuckles kissing the top of your head.

You groan “you’re putting those up on your own”

He doesn’t respond immediately, just gently lifts it to sit across his lap so you could rest your head against his chest. “We can discuss further when spring comes around” he says with a soft smile.

The evening ends with the two of you eventually migrating to your bedroom and falling asleep in each others arms surrounded by the warmth of your own version of holiday cheer.

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