“Smooth, Wu Yi Fan. Smooth,” Luhan patted his bestfriend on the back as he held in his fit of snickers while Sehun, Jongin and Kyungsoo are looking like their eyes would pop out of their sockets. Chanyeol was just blushing like he had never blushed before, ability to talk left him for a while. “Should I give you back my key, then?” Luhan wagged his eyebrows at his bestfriend who’s looking like a deer flashed with headlights. He wasn’t expecting this kind of reaction from them. Well, his gift is kind of unconventional. Should he have given it in private instead?

                “You have a key to Kris hyung’s house?” Sehun raised a suspicious eyebrow on his boyfriend. Sure, they’re bestfriends but a key to the other’s house…

                “Sure, hon. Kris knows the code to my house too,” Luhan shrugged.

                “Why?” Sehun and Chanyeol chorused. This has actually bugged Chanyeol for a while now. There was a time when he went over to Kris’ early in the morning and he saw Luhan was already there. The question made Kris worry. He didn’t see any problem with that but maybe he should see it in another light.

                “We just found it convenient, love,” he took his boyfriend’s hand as he looked into his eyes to explain. Dammit, they just made up and he wouldn’t want to ruin this wonderful Christmas night. “Luhan has a habit of coming over when talking over the phone won’t solve his problem.”

                “And it’s easier for Kris to drag me out of bed whenever I’m being in lazy mode,” Luhan chipped in. “But don’t worry, Channie. I don’t mind turning my key in. I don’t want walking in on something too much for me to see,” he wagged his eyebrows playfully on his bestfriend who’s blushing like his big-eared boyfriend.

                “Shut up, Lu,” Kris would’ve wanted to glare at Luhan but he’s just too embarrassed to care.

                “Sure, Kris,” Luhan sang.

                “Babe…”

                “Don’t start with me, Kim Jongin,” Kyungsoo looked up from his mixing bowls to give his boyfriend a dark look. Of course, Jongin can only pout in defeat. “Imagine my dad’s face when he sees you lurking inside our house,” he added. The idea of having the freedom of coming and going into his boyfriend’s house suddenly became unappealing. Jongin is still a bit scared of General Do.

                “Why give me a key, though?” Chanyeol asked Kris who’s starting to think that this might be a bad move.

                “It’s actually mom’s idea. But if you don’t want this, I can get you something else…”

                “Breathe, Kris. I’m just asking,” he chuckled at his flustered boyfriend. Kris Wu never gets flustered or at least, he hasn’t seen him flustered before.

                “She wants you to feel more at home and she doesn’t want you to be alone when Sehun goes home to his parents. I agree with the whole idea because I’ll feel better when I know that you’re safe with me than by yourself, love,” Chanyeol promised to bury his inner fangirl in the deepest pits of his consciousness but this stupid blonde god is making it difficult. He kept her in check though, she’s done enough damage already.

                “I don’t want to be a burden to you, Kris. I can handle myself well. I’ve been living like this for years,” since Chanyeol’s mom had died, he has to learn on how to live by himself. Sehun’s parents have never been negligent and they’re always looking out for him so he was able to survive up until now.

                “Give it a thought, please, love? I’ll never hear the end of this from mom, you know?” Kris lightly laughed and Chanyeol joined in.

                “You’ll know my answer when I’ve decided,” Chanyeol put the key in his pocket. “Thank you,” his heart is swelling from the gesture. He’s just not used to other people caring for him besides Kyungsoo and his family. But it just made him appreciate Kris more. How could he not take him back when he can always make him feel loved no matter what comes? Relief washed through Kris. At least Chanyeol didn’t reject his gift.

                “Thank you, too. And I love you,” he leaned forward and captured Chanyeol’s lips with his.

                “Love you, too, you know?” the other replied with his toothy grin.

                “So where’s my gift?” Kris nudged his boyfriend with his knee. Chanyeol’s smile disappeared from his lips.

                “Oh, ,” he whispered low.

                “Love?” Kris held his chin and gently turned