Part One:

» [Baekhyun] Drunk

» LOVE ON CHRISTMAS EVE THEME

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[Baekhyun's P.O.V]

Ooooooooooow.

My head frickin hurts! Gosh, how much exactly did I drink last night? Darn you Chanyeol. I shouldn't have agreed with that KaiBaiBo Drink game!

I tried to open my eyes, but the bright sunlight immediately blinded me. Ugh, did I leave the blinds open again? I waved my hand around to feel my phone. But my hand quickly hit something. And I realized the bed was too small to be a bed.

Am I.... in the couch?

I tried my best to at least sit up, even though my head felt like Chanyeol was sitting on it or maybe farting on it. Gawd hangovers suck.

After a little while, I finally was able to open my eyes. And that's when it dawned on me.

I really wasn't on a bed. Heck, this couch isn't even mine. And this house isn't mine, either. I looked around.

Oh God.

Please... please don't tell me...

I saw a girl's coat hanging by the front door.

Oh God.

I am sooooo stupid! Of all places, why did I decide to come here! And who knows what crap I did last night!

I still have my clothes on though...

Oh whatever! I have to get out of here. Like, right now. That's right Baek. Get your stupid butt out of her house!

[Your P.O.V]

It was so amusing to watch him, really. He looked so lost and confused and his morning face looked so adorkable as hell. Drinking heavily on a Christmas Eve is supposed to make you look like crap the next day, but how come it only made him a ton cuter? It was surprising that he didn't see you when you were practically just standing there by the kitchen's doorway. And now, he's tiptoeing to the front door, though the floorboards kept on squeaking with his every step. He's not a very good ninja, we can say that.

When he was so close to touching the doorknob, you decided that watching was enough.

"Going so early?" You tried not to laugh when he froze and turned around in slow mo. His eyes were as big as saucers, and he forced a smile.

"I just... uhh... have to uhhh... do something, I guess...?"

Oh, he's not a very good liar as well. You flashed a smile.

"Why don't you stay for breakfast? I cooked quite plenty."

He glanced between you and the door. "Well... uhh..."

"I have hot chocolate. It's effective for hangovers."

And that seemed to be effective because he immediately smiled and nodded.

"Just for breakfast."

Just a few minutes later, you were sitting around the table, face to face but none actually talked. Everytime you look at him, you remember the hilarious things he said last night and it took you all your self control not to giggle in front of him. You didn't want to embarrass him.

"Sooooo... did I do something weird last night?

You bit back a smile. "Well, you were the talkative type of drunk."

His eyes widened a fraction. "What things did I say?"

"Not that much." Pfft.

"Like what?"

You took your time chewing down the pancake because you seriously didn't know how to avoid this topic.

"I said weird things, didn't I?"

"Weird, but a good weird..." You carefully nodded. He groaned.

"Oh God. I am so sorry for that. I am so sorry if I barged into your house in that state. Please just forget whatever I said! I am so so so so sorry!"

"I can't promise you that, Baekhyun-sshi. It's hard to unhear things."

Especially that I video taped it.

He froze for a few seconds. You could tell he just had a mental breakdown.

He abruptly sipped on his hot choco, having this strange look in his eyes. Determination? Bravery? Or maybe he already lost it?

"Ok. Since it seems I really said some weird crap last night, and you say you can't unhear it, then maybe I should hear about it as well. So I know what I should be ashamed about."

Wow. He's got a really interesting philosophy in life.

"Ok then." You pushed away your plate and looked at him in the eye. "You said you have a Christmas gift for me."

"I did?"

You nodded.

"I don't remember buying..." He mumbled. "Well, what did I give you?"

You took all your breath in, so you wouldn't be able to burst into laughters. This is it. The moment of truth.

"Your love."

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"MY WHAAAAAT?!!!"

You lost all control and started laughing your ass off. Oh my gosh this is so hilarious. Best. Christmas. EVER.

"______!" He whined. He was blushing furiously. "Seriously? What did I really say?"

"That's what you said! I swear!" You fumbled with your phone and tossed it to him. "There. Watch. It's true."

"YOU FILMED ME?!!!" If before was his shocked face level one, then this is his shocked face level three. He played the video, and his slurry words filled the room. He was so red he almost looked like the red Christmas balls outside.

"I really liked your message at the end."

"You did?"

You nodded. "It was simple, but came straight from the heart. You were really honest."

"You're not... weirded out?"

"No," you felt slighty embarassed saying that. You couldn't tell him you actually thought it was cute, right?

"Do you want more chocolate?"

"Oh. Oh yeah, thanks." You grabbed his mug and stood up. When you turned back around, you caught him staring at you. But he quickly blinked and looked away. For some reason, it made your heart flutter.

"Why are your parents not here?"

"Dad had to attend a business trip, while Mom got stuck in L.A because of a blizzard." He nodded. You narrowed your eyes. "Oh yeah, how come you knew I was alone?"

He hesitated, before taking in a deep breath. Wow, a lot of deep breaths are being taken today.

"Ok. I'll be completely honest with you, ______. I called your mom to ask if I could come over and give you all a fruitcake my friend baked. But then she said she's not with you, and you're all alone in the house. She suggested I come to accompany you, but... we never really talked so... I was shy..."

There he goes again. Catching your heart with his shy facáde and everything. It was strangely charming.

"Then my friends invited me for a night out. I thought maybe I could stop by here after the party, because I wasn't really planning on getting wasted." You heard him mumble a curse lowly with a name that sounded like Chanseol or Hanyeol or something. "But they ate all my fruitcake, so I didn't have anything to give anymore. I bailed on the idea of coming. But I guess my drunk self found his way here."

He smiled sheepishly. For some reason, you felt shy as well.

"You gave me a Christmas gift. It'd be a shame if I can't give you one too, right?"

An amused smile played on his lips. "And what would that gift be?"

"A promise." You shrugged. "That I'll talk to you from now on and greet you back when you call out to me."

"Sounds fair. I can accept that."

"I'm really sorry if I always snobbed you on the streets. I'm really awkward around people..."

"You don't seem awkard now." He smiled. You smiled back.

"I feel safer inside the house, I guess."

He raised a brow. "Even if a stalker of yours is here?"

"You seem safe." There appeared this mischievous glint in his eyes.

"What if I'm not?"

"Well I always have a video to blackmail you with." He groaned, and you laughed.

"I really like your laugh." He was staring at you so intently that it made you feel self-conscious. "I feel like you rarely show it to people. But you have to share gifts bestowed upon you, you know."

"I don't usually have things I can laugh about..."

"Now that we'll be hanging out more, I'm sure I can give you a lot of this to laugh about. I'll make sure you'll be always smiling, from now on."

There was something about the way he said those words that made you pause. Like there was a deeper meaning. As you thought about this, though, you had a moment of eye contact with Baekhyun You felt like something passed between you. A funny feeling crawled in your skin, and into your heart.

What is this feeling?

You held out one hand. "So... friends?"

He flashed a playful smile before shaking your hand.

"I prefer crushmates."

"Pabo!" You lightly hit him on the head.

"Owwww! Ok ok just friends!" He pouted. You smiled.

"Merry Christmas, Byun Baekhyun."

His eyes were sparkling like little beautiful night stars. He softly smiled back.

"Merry Christmas, my special ______."

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[A/N]: Describe hangover: A post-wasted situation with a feeling similar to Chanyeol either sitting or farting on your head.

Lol Baek xD

Kris hottie will be next!