note from holly: as part of the christmas events on my k0-fi page (censoring bc wattpad doesn't like you talking about it!!), i ran a poll for naughty vs nice. the members who got the most votes for nice were hobi, namjoon, and tae.

this is namjoon's story from the collection.

minors dni // originally posted to k0-fi

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"Kids are out cold," Namjoon, your husband of nearly a decade, says as he quietly enters the room, closing the door with a soft click.

Hair dark and swept off his face, he looks so similar to the very first day you met. Far younger than you are now, you'd been at the Halloween party of a mutual friend; you as Alice from the movie Closer, him as The Mad Hatter from Lewis Carroll novels. Had flirted over the fact he was looking for an Alice, and that you were the wrong one - only for it to turn out you're precisely the right one for him.

"Jae took his sweet time, though," he laments, a little tired. "Kept asking how Santa would get in without a chimney."

Turning to face him, you pause the carrot chopping you've just been doing and hold out the end of the vegetable for him.

"Here," you say. "Your teeth are bigger than mine."

"Rude," he jokingly frowns, knowing you love his smile, and takes the orange stub regardless.

"Watcha end up telling him? We should make sure our stories match," you tell him as he gets to work on making it look like Ruldoph has thoroughly enjoyed the treat left out for him by your two young boys.

"Santa apparates," he casually replies through a mouthful of carrot, before handing the slightly gnawed-on chunk back to you.

As part of your annual traditions, you always watch movies on Christmas Eve, and the kids are finally old enough to understand Harry Potter, so you've been working your way through the series with them.

"Santa's a wizard?" You grin, as you turn back to your chopping. Namjoon walks towards you, trapping you against the counter with a palm on either side of your body. Lips pressing into your neck, nose inhaling the scent of your favourite perfume - a new bottle of which sits neatly wrapped under the tree with a tag signed by him - Namjoon hums.

"Told them to listen for fingerclicks, but also told them they have to keep their eyes shut. That Santa won't want to let muggles see him use magic," he carries on, secretly a little pleased with his white lie.

"You know what they say about lying?" You hum, as if his hands aren't getting a little too familiar with your hips.

His response isn't really verbalised. Just vibrates against your throat as he starts to toy with the button of your trousers.

"Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off," you say with a smug little grin, pleased when you hear him laugh, too.

It's a quote from Closer. One said by Alice. You've been saying it to one another since the very first night you met. Turning around to face him, Namjoon is ever so pleased that he doesn't need mistletoe to get you right where he wants you.

Nudging his nose against yours, he finishes the quote, knowing that Santa isn't gonna be the only one coming tonight. "But it's better if you do."