DuJun laid the final wrapped present under the tree and placed a blue bow on top, marking it as YoSeob's. He had everything planned out to the very last detail for his lover's return, he wanted it to be perfect. He hadn't seen YoSeob in weeks, he had been out doing solo promotions and performances. But he would be for Christmas and DuJun wanted it to be special, and he would do anything to make YoSeob happy.

He even wore a Santa suit (except for the hat and beard, of course) to attempt making things more festive. He hung the mistletoe in the entrance to their bedroom, making it inevitable for their lips to meet. He dropped a small present for YoSeob in his pocket and hurried to stand by the Christmas tree, switching the lights off.

The Taxi pulled into the driveway and YoSeob anxiously climbed out of the passenger's seat, tipping the driver and bowing politely. "Kamsahabnida," he said, knowing the foreigner probably didn't understand. "Thank you, Merry Christmas." He closed the door and pulled out the house key, figuring DuJun had gone to bed since it was late and the lights were off. But the door was unlocked and he quietly made his way into the living room. He set his bags on the couch and flipped the lights on, his back turned to DuJun.

DuJun, unable to resist keeping his hands away, wrapped his arms around the boy, startling him enough to make him scream and elbow Santa in the gut. DuJun fell to his knees, groaning and gripping his stomach. YoSeob helped him up quickly, almost crying from guilt. "Mian!" He yelled, panically kissing every inch of Santa's face. "I'm so sorry!"

DuJun cupped YoSeob's face in his hands and kissed his forehead, calming the boy. "Shhh," he soothed. "Go open your presents. YoSeob nodded and pulled DuJun over to the tree, the two sitting on the floor across from each other.

DuJun watched excitedly as YoSeob tore the paper of every box, unwrapping each thing he had really wanted. He grabbed the box marked with a blue bow and the the bow off, sticking it on his confused Santa's head. "My present is you," he climbed into DuJun's lap and kissed his chin. "I missed you," he whispered using his best aegyo. "Merry Christmas."

DuJun held his lover close, kissing him with as much passion as he could. His tongue explored every he it could reach of his mouth, pulling moans from YoSeob's throat. He loved YoSeob more than anything, he would give anything to make him happy, and he wanted to prove it.

He picked YoSeob up bridal style, still kissing him, and carried him to their bedroom, setting him down in the doorway. YoSeob giggled, knowing something was on DuJun's mind. "Yes, Santa?"

He kissed YoSeob's cheek. "I love you," he whispered. "Surely you know that."

YoSeob rubbed his lover's shoulders, smiling at the butterfly kisses from him. "Of course," he replied. DuJun had met girls who were only interested his his money and image. Even if he were poor and begging on the streets, YoSeob would stay by his side. "I love you, too, Santa." He giggled again.

DuJun took a deep breath. "Close your eyes." YoSeob obeyed, bouncing with excitement. He dug into the only pocket the Santa suit had to offer and pulled out a small ring box, quietly opening it in front of YoSeob. "I love you," he whispered again, "more than anything." He held YoSeob's left hand in his and slipped the ring onto his ring finger.

YoSeob bit his lip, holding back squeals and his answer, allowing DuJun to finish. "Yang YoSeob," he whispered in a shaky voice, "open your eyes and please say yes."

He threw his arms aorund Santa's neck and found his lips easily without the help of his eyes, kissing him hungrily. "Yes! Yes!" He yelled between breaks. His lips scoured DuJun's face frantically, bringing laughs from his fiance.

The clock signaled midnight and DuJun pointed to the mistletoe completely looked over in all the excitement. DuJun kissed his fiance passionately and whispered sweetly against his lips. "Merry Christmas, Yoon-Yang YoSeob."

MERRY CHRISTMAS~