"It’s been a hard year, but now it’s Christmas, and I want to spend it with you.”

The whole year had been rough, the small mini interaction that the two had while on vacation was the only thing they had to show of their relationship. Despite how secretive it was. But the holidays were approaching them towards the end of the year and they were trying everything to make sure their plans of spending the one day of Christmas day together without fail.

Although their companies and their managers were kept piling more and more schedules, events, and signings on them to where it almost seemed hopeless but Junmyeon and Yifan were determined to keep Christmas day open.

They needed to. They had to.

Junmyeon had even reserved the hotel room for them in the quietest part of Seoul, despite how rare that was, and Yifan had already booked the first flight out to Seoul Airport and he was going to try his damnedest to make that flight. Even if he had to just disappear from his managers and everyone else for the whole twenty four hours.

As the day was fast approaching, Junmyeon was starting to lose hope that they would be able to keep their plan, but the late night calls and the small texts from Yifan kept a small spark of hope lit. Despite how small it was starting to grow. The group had just finished up the last performance for the repackage of Tempo and he was going to free for a few hours before being thrown into an interview coming up… falling on Christmas eve.

And from the schedule that he’d just checked on Yifan, the man had an interview, himself, in LA, falling on Christmas eve as well.

He was tired, and all he wanted to do was rest, preferably like they’d planned, in each other’s arms in one of the coziest hotel beds that he could get reserved. But that seemed like just a fantasy now.

“Listen, Junmyeon, I’m going to be there, Christmas morning, we will be together,” Yifan’s voice came across the phone that night as Junmyeon lied in bed, trying to sleep but restlessness was preventing that. So he called up Yifan. He was tired, but he was so tired that he couldn’t sleep.

Junmyeon tried to keep his lip from wobbling at the sound of desperation and determination in Yifan’s voice. It still amazed him that someone would try to go to such lengths for him despite the messy past they shared.

“Hey, don’t cry. Please, don’t cry, Junmyeon,” it was almost as if the man could see the wetness in Junmyeon’s eyes, almost as if the man was there in the room with him. Yifan knew him like the back of his hand. “I’ll be there, so don’t cry, and try to get some sleep, okay? Christmas day is two days away. We’ll make it.”

Junmyeon took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice from shaking, “O-Okay…”

He heard Yifan sigh on the other end, “I know it’s been a hard year, Junmyeon, but it’s almost Christmas, and I’m going to spend it with you. I’ll be on that flight the first thing, and in no time, I’ll be there.”

“It takes thirteen hours though…” Junmyeon couldn’t help but intervene, keeping it real. It was true though, a non-stop flight from LA to Seoul was thirteen hours or more.

“It does but we’re going to spend Christmas together, I promise you.” Even if it wasn’t the whole twenty-four hours that they spent together, they would still be able to spend a few hours together to celebrate the holiday.

Junmyeon swallowed down his doubt, hearing the promise in Yifan’s voice, “I’ll wait for you.”

Yifan’s soft sigh came across the line, a smile in his voice, “I’ll be there. I love you, Junmyeon.”

Junmyeon smiled to himself, turning over on his side in his bed, murmuring, “I love you too.”

“Now get some rest, and just know that I will be there, I promise you.”