Rating: PG-13
Pairing: KiSung/Yebum
Genre: AU!Humor
Theme: Perceptions, Phrase to include: "have a blast"
Summary: Seasons greetings were never this explosive.
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Kibum came home to a peculiar sight.
He stepped into the living room, bag in hand, where Yesung was surrounded by boxes up to his head. He walked closer and recognized the hundreds of fireworks surrounding him.
"What...are you doing?"
Yesung held up one in his palm. "Picking out which ones I should greet Santa with." He said simply.
Kibum blinked. "Excuse me?"
"Santa." He replied, opening another box, knelt beside the tree in front of the unlit chimney.
"Care to explain?"
"Santa is a hypocrite." Yesung uttered. "That thief. He can't expect to come into someone's house without warning and expect milk and cookies."
"It's not exactly without warning, he does it every year."
To this, Yesung smirked. "Exactly."
To Kibum's horror, he saw countless fireworks stuffed into the chimney. He cleared his throat and felt he missed something. From what he understood, Santa was perceived benevolent fellow who was associated with peace and presents.
"But hasn't he dutifully given you a gift every year? What has he done to deserve this? Did you get coal or something?"
"No."
"Any gift?"
"Yes, an autographed CD by Rainie Yang and Bii. It's what I always wanted." Yesung said excitedly. "I even made a bigger stocking this year in case it's a big present."
Kibum was left speechless. He usually perceived Yesung to be quite right in the head, and his excitement seemed true. This only confused him further. "Then what went wrong?"
"Simple, he always wants to teach us about morals. I decided to do the same. He's a hypocrite if he thinks he can get away with things when I can't! And this will be a lesson he never forgets."
There was a loud laughter escaping his lips, making Kibum inch slowly back.
"Then you expect him to somehow deliver your present without burning it?"
"Yes. Is that a problem?" Yesung asked.
"Not... at all..."
"Don't worry, if he can get around the world in one night, he can live through this burn-free. He's Santa after all. He's not flammable."
"But our house is."
Yesung held up his hands triumphantly by the large lit tree. "Someone has to have the guts to teach him a lesson about trespassing." He uttered menacingly, his dark eyes narrowed at the chimney's entrance.
"C-christmas is meant to be about enjoying yourself, being selfless and usually nonviolent." Kibum added nervously, trying to make him see reason. "It's about having fun and not... potentially having the fire department over."
"Oh, don't worry. We'll both have a blast that night." He then held up a match box and a lighter. "Which do you think will light the quickest?"
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Eunhyuk passed the pages of his magazine when the bell rung in the convenience store. He looked up and recognized the customer. Kibum, who had only just bought something a day before.
The cashier closed the magazine, surprised to see him back so quickly. "Was something wrong with the product?"
"No." Kibum muttered.
"Then... what was the issue?" Eunhyuk asked, staring at the red and white garments in his hands. "Didn't you want to surprise your boyfriend?"
Kibum also returned the white beard that came with, but abruptly decided to buy a fire extinguisher. He met Eunhyuk square in the eyes and stated without missing a beat,
"I realized I didn't want to die."
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❄ Challenge 15 ❄ |
❄ Challenge 17 ❄ -
A/N: I wanted to write something...based comedy in all the challenges but it hadn't reached that. *Tried*