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"Come on, guys! We still have more places to check."
Velvet calls out, walking up ahead in front of both you and Keith. "Yeah, we comin', just hold on—" Keith shouts back, struggling to hold the stocks of both the boxes and paper bags between his arms and limbs. You are trying your best to help as much as you can, but he keeps insisting that he can handle all of them alone. Well, only mostly.
"Ya sure you're doing alright? I only have a few bags carrying at the moment."
You walk beside him, only earning a shake of his head in reply. He's stubborn about this.
"Nahhh, 'course am fine! I'm stronger than you think, [n/n]!" He (sort of) shakily respond with a smug grin while he was obviously straining himself to maintain his balance, you gave him the look of high doubt.
"AYO, don't gimme that look!!!—"
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After a somewhat long shopping with Velvet, the three of you finally came to a halt and decided to take a rest for a while. Of course, not before you three asked some of Velvet's butlers to take the stuff away she bought so you all can enjoy the holiday together.
You released a huff of air then slump your figure against a bench along with Velvet and Keith sitting on your right, with of course, a few distances away so you wouldn't bother them and to not become a third wheel also.
Shrugging, you helped yourself to adjust your winter clothing for comfort and rubbed both of your gloved hands for more warmth. You barely realised that you were that darn cold in the first place. You even barely heard what conversation the two young couple were having beside you even.
"Yeah, why not?! Hey, [n/n]! Wanna come with us to meet the fatass— I-I mean pay Santa a visit? 'Course, saying no is not an answer!"
You give Keith a look of daze for a solid second, processing his words slowly then shrug with a grin, saying a simple, "Sure." Both of them seemed happy to hear that as you watch Keith jump up from his seat while Velvet follows too with a smile, getting her hand yanked by her boyfriend with excitement. You were soon going to follow behind them with a neutral expression. But then, also felt yourself also get yanked by two pairs of arms in front and hear both of them laugh at your bewilderment.
A while passes before finally arriving where they said people celebrate kringles for Christmas and all, also including where Santa would be for the holiday.
Needless to say, you're not sure whether you're a big fan of it or not. But you just roll with it, and enjoy.
"Oh, look! Look, Keith! Sasa lele!!" Velvet read as she saw a store with the said sign. "Heh, yeah. Sasa lele!" Keith replies, equally dumbfounded. This made you facepalm at both of their sentences while trying to hold back a grin. Dorks.
"These dumbasses just never know how to not be a pair of idiots all the time, eh?"
Suddenly, your ears perked up at the sound of someone's very familiar gruff voice right beside you. Whipping your head to your side, your [s/c] face were then met with a pair of white orbs staring right back at you. The somewhat tall ginger haired male smirks and winks back at you.
"Heh, 'sup there."
For a moment, you blankly stared at him, surprised to meet him here of all places. You didn't even realise how long you stared, so this made him sheepishly scratch the back of his head in a shy demeanor, feeling all nervous and shy under your gaze.
"Uhhh I don't mind having a staring contest with ya here all day, but..." Pico's words trail off, you notice his eyes looking off to the side as if he was searching for someone. This made you tilt your head in wonder and followed his gaze from curiosity.
"Hey Pico! Hey!~" A female's voice was heard, not far from where you both are. "Yooooo, Pico! Why'd ya ran off like that? Nene here was about to jump off the balcony from second floor while we chased ya, dipshit." Another unfamiliar voice follows.
"Ugh... Fucking hell..." You hear the ginger haired male curse under his breath, you asked him what was wrong but he shrugged and turned to the two people approaching, stepping in front of you as if like he's trying to hide you behind him.
"What's it assholes, can't ya both see I'm tryna celebrate a holiday here?" A guy in a purple shirt with bright yellow sleeves chuckled as a reply, he shook his head once he noticed you peeking from behind Pico as if making sure he was indeed seeing someone being hidden behind his pal.
"Err...who that ya got there, dude??"
You see him attempt to reach over you, but Pico interrupted by grabbing his wrist. This caught the guy by surprise. "Ayo, man. Wassup with ya." Pico just scoffs but not in a rude way. "Could ask the same with someone who just suddenly reaches a hand towards somebody they barely knew yet, Darnell..." The guy who he speaks of blinked twice and laughs, he shrugs afterwards.
"Anyway, where the hell did Nene go—"
"Aww~ Well hello there!! Aren'tcha just a cutie! What's your name? I'm Nene. We should get to know eachother!" Both boys immediately spun their heads towards the direction of someone's squeaky voice closeby, which is behind Pico.
Darnell had his jaw hung open while Pico had a vein pop out from his forehead as they witnessed the scene. There you stood awkwardly still with a girl snuggling you happily, not minding the fact that you need personal space to begin with. You didn't know what to do so you stood there awkwardly and sorta eyed Pico for help.
"Gosh isn't this just a great holiday?? I haven't even told that fatass Santa what I want for Christmas yet it feels like I've already found my gift— Oh anyways, I'm free tonight, so I'd love to hang with ya more. Is that okay? That's completely alright with ya, right? Right?!? Oh, I'm pretty sure we'll have lots and lots of fun!!! Yeah, don't mind my guys here, they're not really my types anyways so—! Oh, oh! And anyhow—!" She went on and on, blabbering stuff and wouldn't stop being all over you.
"Alright, alright! Shut the fuck up, bitch." Pico pries Nene off from you, entirely cutting her sentences off and pushed her towards Darnell, who also dodged her which ended up causing the girl to fall. "Do you both not know what the fuck personal space is?" The ginger sighs in frustration, Nene just ignores him.
"Hey! Can't ya see we were having our moment? You just ruined the mood, asshole!" She says with annoyance, sticking out her middle finger towards Pico. Darnell just facepalms and did a hand gesture to you to not mind them both. You gave him a smile to show it doesn't really bother you, making him blush in a timid demeanor.
"So anyways, I guess you're headed towards where those two dumbasses went huh?" Pico finally turns to you, not minding his friends. You just nodded meekly, spotting both of his from the side. In which you could see Darnell trying to stop Nene from getting to you with his arms around her, trying his best to lock her in place. This made you sweatdrop but found it funny nonetheless.
"Huh, ain't that a coincidence!" Pico claps both his hands and smiles brightly, walking around you which made you tilt your head in confusion. You yelp when you felt him put an arm around your shoulders and start guiding you, taking you with him.
The action from the ginger caused Nene to go rabid and started hitting Darnell to let go of her, but Darnell stays completely intact. He's glad he hasn't been torn to shreds yet.
"What a wonderful holiday we're havin'..." Darnell comments.
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"Huh... Where is [y/n]?"
Keith questions while he looks for his other love of his life, Velvet shrugs as she sits worriedly on her huge speakers, looking around for you too.
"Dammit! We can't have that. I thought it would've been more fun paying Santa a visit together too!!"
"Who said about paying Santa a visit, bo?"
'Oh fuck...'
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| End of chapter 6 |
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I'm sorry
Getting myself back to writing was hard
—a/n