Special Chapter Three: Merry Christmas

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*(Y/N)'s POV*

Tomorrow is going to be Christmas Eve, meaning that the boys and I will be spending the entire day together. We were planning to have a sleep over at Seungkwan's house since we would be opening our presents at midnight.

I was on a hunt to get presents for the boys, so far I've gotten a present for the performance and vocal team. All that was left was the hip hop unit.
"I guess I can get a pair of shoes for Vernon, a hat for S.Coups, a jumper for Mingyu, and a coat for Wonwoo." I nodded in satisfaction of my plan, and began my hunt.

"All done, I should take this to the car before I do some shopping for myself." I tell myself.

I make my way to my car, open the automatic trunk, and place all the bags inside.
"Late minute Christmas shopping I see." A voice says out of no where.
"Minghao!" I cheer when I turn around to see my best friend.
"Having trouble?"
"No I got it." I shut my trunk.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"Same as you. Christmas shopping." He shrugs.
"Let's walk around."

Minghao lead me inside the mall.
"So what did you get for Soonyoung hyung?" Minghao asked.
"It's a surprise." I smirk.
"Oh, come on. You can tell me!" He whines.
"All right, but you can't tell anyone, not the guys, not Soonyoung, not even your pillow!"
"I swear on my life." He says.
"I'm pregnant."

Minghao froze. Was this some type of freeze frame or mannequin challenge?
"Hello? Minghao?" I wave my hand in front of his eyes causing him to blink back to reality.
"That's amazing, (Y/N)! Hyung will love it so much!"
"I hope he doesn't get too overwhelmed." I say nervously.
"Nonsense! He loves you, and he will most definitely love your future baby too."

I smile at Minghao.
"I hope you're right."
"I'm always right." He winks.
"Oh! Shut up!"

~~~

That same night, I began wrapping the presents starting with Soonyoung's so he wouldn't see it when he gets home.

"I'm home!" I hear my husband call out from the front door.
"I'm in the living room!" I call back.

"Ouuu is this my present?" Soonyoung asks picking up one of the remaining items on the floor.
"Nope, I already wrapped yours." I wink.
"Awh that's too bad." He pouts.
"Oh, man up. You can open it tomorrow."
"Technically the day after tomorrow because we're opening presents at midnight."
"Okay, okay, smarty pants. Let me finish wrapping these, and we'll go eat." I roll my eyes in a joking matter.
"Do you need any help?"
"No, thanks. You can go shower." I insist.
"If you say so..." He then leaves the room.

I press my lips together before continuing with wrapping the presents. I only had a three left until I was completely finished; however, the dreadful part of doing crafty things was cleaning up.

When the wrapping was finished, I turn on some Christmas music to lighten the mood.

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight

"Walking in a winter wonderland." I hear Soonyoung sing as he walked into the living room in fresh pyjamas and wet hair.

I let out a giggle, and he replies with a smile before helping me clean my mess up to make the process faster.

Gone away, is the blue bird
Here to stay, is the new bird
Who sings a love song, as we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland...

~~~

It was the next day, meaning that it was Christmas Eve! I woke up with the warmth of my husband as he was millimetres away from me. Not inches, not centimetres, but millimetres. I smile softly at the feeling of us being so close together. I carefully tried to place his arm from my waist. When I thought I had succeeded and went to get up, Soonyoung grabbed me pulling back towards him causing me to yelp in surprise.
"I don't think so." He murmurs into my neck snuggling closer to me.
"Soonyoung!" I gasp.
"You're not going anywhere."
"But I need to cook breakfast." I protest.
"We can have cereal."
"But it's Christmas Eve. Cereal is not a very festive breakfast."
"Come on, jagi. It's my first day off; I think that spending time with me in bed is much more important than cooking breakfast."
"Fine, five more minutes."

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