“You’re just cute enough to be the tree topper.”

It was just the school Christmas play, nothing more, and Yifan had ended up in the unfortunate position of being Joseph (because he was tall) and Seohyun ended up being Mary. And while Yifan did think she made a beautiful Mary, mother to Jesus, the fake little plastic baby doll that laid in the odd shaped manager. He had to admit that his gaze kept going back to the beautiful angel that stood just overhead behind Mary.

Kim Junmyeon.

The boy was in a grade below Yifan’s and ever since he saw him in the hallway the first day of school after Yifan transferred from his old school, he couldn’t help but stare at the boy’s cute face.

But there he was, dressed in a silly white gown that had splashes of glitter here and there, the pathetically made feather wings over his shoulders should’ve made the boy look ridiculous and he supposed to someone else, he did, but he was stunning to Yifan. The lit-up makeshift halo attached to the top of his head just added to the glow.

Enough to where he had ended up drawing Chanyeol’s (the tallest wise man), and Jongin’s (the hottest wise man) attention. The two kept making wise cracks the whole time during rehearsal and then before the big day came. It was annoying, but Yifan couldn’t say anything. The two knew that he had a crush on the younger boy for the longest time.

“Just ask him out,” Seohyun whispered during their little scene together before smiling back at the crowd of parents, teachers, and staff.

Yifan’s eyes widened, throwing a small glance over to the angel behind the girl to see that it looked like Junmyeon heard her. His gaze curious between the two before turning his attention back to the plastic baby in Seohyun’s arms.

Yifan wondered if the boy even knew about his crush on him. He didn’t act any different towards Yifan than the others.

It was backstage when they were coming offstage that Yifan found himself staring at Junmyeon again. Honestly, the angel costume fit him. He was as beautiful as one. He looked as pretty as the angel on top of the tree at home that his mother had a fit for at the store one year for Christmas.

Junmyeon finally noticed his staring just as he was about to take off his wings. “Yifan?”

“You’re just cute enough to be the tree topper…” Yifan found himself murmuring absentmindedly. At Junmyeon’s confused gaze, he shook his head, “I mean… uh… you did good in your part as an angel…”

Junmyeon’s cheeks tinted slightly, “Thanks… Chanyeol told me that you liked my costume.” He looked down at himself in the gown, “I’ve been a prettier angel before in other Christmas plays. Have you always played Joseph?”

Yifan scowled, “First time… I’m usually a wise man. Chanyeol didn’t say anything else, did he?”

Junmyeon’s smile deepened and his cheeks flushed a brighter red, “He might’ve said that you liked me too.”

Yifan’s eyes widened and before he could sputter out a reply, Junmyeon was already grinning, “I like you too, Yifan. I was wondering when you were going to ask me out.”

“Oh…” Yifan was speechless for a moment, he rubbed the back of his head nervously, “Will you go out with me then… Junmyeon?”

The boy in the angel costume was already nodding his head, “About time… yes, Yifan.”