hyungwon's pov
"Wonho are you sure she's okay with me staying over? Christmas is a pretty special time and I don't wanna be a bothe—"
"Babe, relax. I talked to her about it and she was over the moon that you'd be staying with us. Trust me, it's fine!"
Wonho rubbed circles on the back of his lovers hand, warming it up in the process against the cold winter wind when the door opened, revealing a lovely woman who's arms where already extended to give the boys a big hug.
"Ah there are my little sugarplums! You must be so cold, my poor babies!"
As I walked in the smell of a gorgeous Christmas dinner danced along my nostrils and the brightly coloured lights around the house and the Christmas tree made me feel so comfortable.
This was the second year spending Christmas without my parents but unlike last year, I'm actually around people and I was so grateful for that.
"Thank you so much Ms Shin for everything you've done for me and letting my stay in your wonderful home at this time of the year"
I learned a while ago that Wonho's parents were divorced so I didn't ever make the mistake of calling her 'Mrs Shin'.
I bowed getting on the floor to show my full gratitude but she stopped me, pulling me up with care and giving me one of the warmest smiles I've ever seen.
"C-can I call you mum?"
I subconsciously said, covering my mouth quickly after realisation hit me. It's been so long since that name slipped my lips and I knew it was wrong since I had my own mother but I was longing for that motherly feeling.
"Of course you can Hyungwon-ah, I want you to know that anyone as close to my son as you are is family to me too"
There it was.
That fuzzy feeling that exploded inside me. This Christmas seems to be going great and I wouldn't exchange this moment for the world!
—X—
INCOMING FACE-TIME FROM MUM
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"Hi mum, hi dad"
I smiled seeing the faces I've missed so much
"Our boy looks so handsome as always! Oh, where are you Hyungwon?"
"Uh, mum and dad I'm at Hoseok's house, um, my boyfriend"
Hoseok peeked slowly into the camera view, politely bowing a little and flashing a toothy smile.
"A handsome boy for our handsome son, I see! I believe you will take good care of our boy, Hoseok"
My dad spoke next giving a small small to hoseok, complimenting him causing Wonho to nod his head.
"You can trust me Mr Chae"
Wonho laughed along with my dad and mum as they talked for a some time before my mum intervened. I gave Ms Shin the phone number and the parents had a long chat while Wonho and I went up to his room.
—X—
"Well your parents seem nice and they look very chic too. Seems like that runs in the family!"
Wonho nudged me with his elbow making me shove him onto his bed and flick his forehead.
"They're fashion designers so they're always, always travelling. Although it seems like the dream job, it kinda sucks because they're never here."
"But you have me right? Oh and the other guys, of course."
I snuggled him up in my arms and kissed his head, rocking him back and forth because he was just too cute. To be honest I don't know how I scored such an amazing boyfriend.
"Hey let's play a game! What was your first impression of me?"
When he said that releasing himself a little from my hold, I looked down with my arms still around him and his legs around my waist. I was wondering if I should tell the truth or make a white lie
Fuck it, it's Christmas. Just tell the truth, you got this!
"To be honest, I didn't like you very much because you were kind of a fuckboy"
He squinted his eye in confusion before opening his mouth and I could've died of cuteness overload when he tilted his head and pouted.
"Huh? What's a 'fuckboy'?"
I took a deep breath, hoping he wouldn't be sad about the definition I'm about to reveal.
"What's a fuckboy? Well, a fuckboy is a douchebag who has his fun and toys with whoever, whenever the fuck he wants because he thinks he can."
"That's what you thought of me? Wow that sounds awful"
He looked down, lips still formed in a pout and now I felt like the douchebag.
A little bit too honest, well done idiot!
I held his head close to my chest while stroking his hair, whispering how my thoughts have changed about him and how I feel blessed for being able to spend so much time with him.
"That's it about my thoughts, what was your first impression about me?"
"To keep it simple, I thought you were so damn hot. Enough said."
I flick his head again and he retaliated. Before we knew it we were wrestling WWE style, playfully though.
BUZZ~
I got off Wonho and reach into my pocket, eyes widening at the caller ID. I looked down at the older in fright and he looked back in concern.
"Babe, who is it?"
"Let me take this. It won't take long, I promise"
—X—
wonho's pov
I watched as Hyungwon fast-walked to the en-suite bathroom and because Hyungwon didn't shut the door completely, I could make out some things he was saying.
"Really? This is amazing!"
What's so amazing?
"Wait . . . That early? No, no it's no problem. Thank you so much"
I started to get more uneasy by the second when Hyungwon came back in, face still stuck on looking at his phone and slightly shaking but when he saw me staring, his demeanour changed.
But I wasn't that much of a fool.
"What happened, Hyungwon?"
I asked, all the while testing if he would tell me that there was something troubling him.
"Nothing's wrong, sweetheart. Let's talk about this next ti—"
Lies.
"I know something's up Hyungwonnie, now spill"
He made a long sigh, holding my hands and rubbed circles on the back of them again before looking me in the eyes, his face stern and serious.
"A modelling agency I applied for accepted my application,"
"Oh my gosh, that's great! Wait. What's the matter? What's with that face?"
Shit. He's scaring me
His eyes were full of sadness, occasionally going down as if scared to even dare look at me.
"I-I have to go to Japan for a few years, Wonho. I'm leaving in five days. . ."
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