“I don’t like Christmas.”

“YOU DON’T LIKE CHRISTMAS?” She lunged forward so their faces were only inches apart. Luhan backed up, eyes wide.

Realizing she’d said it too loud, Yoona covered and glanced at the door. When she was sure that his mother had not heard her, the brunette turned to him again. “You don’t like Christmas?” she repeated, this time in a whisper.

He shook his head. “Nope,” he answered. “Sorry.”

She slumped back into her seat, looking utterly shocked. “But why?” she asked, still whispering. He had to suppress a smile. She looked cute.

“I just don’t,” he said, shrugging. “And you don’t have to worry about repaying me. I don’t care.”

She opened to protest, but was interrupted by his mother’s shrill voice coming from downstairs. “Luhan!” she called. “Breakfast is ready.”

Yoona, eyes wide, put a finger to as she hurried to the window, silently ordering him not to mention her visit to his mother. He nodded, approaching the door. Just as he was about to open it and leave, Yoona called,

“Hey, Luhan.”

He turned around.

“You may not like it now, but I assure you,” she grinned, one leg already out of the window, “I’m going to make you like Christmas, even if it’s the last thing I do.”

And with that she left.

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Author's Note: This is my contest entry for Let it Snow

Prompts Used:

Prompt #2

Smile, it looks good on you.

Prompt #7

You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams - Dr. Seuss

Credits to meyrembulucek for the background.