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Christmas is more than just presents and delicious food. It’s about being with the ones you love and being surrounded with people who love you in return. It’s about setting up the Christmas three together, from shiny balls hanging in the three, to a beautiful topper at the top.And let’s not forget the wreath we hang outside our door.
It’s all so beautiful, a sight to see, really.
Yoongi tries to the best of his abilities to describe everything to Jimin as they are decorating their home.
Can you believe there are people who haven’t seen a christmas tree in their life?
Jimin doesn't look sad though, he is more amused of his fiancee rattling about all different colours and textures.
‘’So, what do you want? Silver or gold topper?’’ Yoongi asks.
‘’Yoongi, you know you will be the better judge of that.’’
‘’No, I disagree.’’
Jimin laughs. ‘’And why is that?’’
The younger feels Yoongi getting closer to him.
‘’This is the first time you are celebrating Christmas, my love. Of course you get to choose everything!’’
‘’But what if the colours don't match at all and it turns out to be ugly...’’
Yoongi gives him a flick on his forehead, before leaving a peck on the same spot. ‘’If that was the case, you wouldn’t be engaged to such a handsome dude.’’ He counters with a big grin on his face. The elder enjoys the way the younger can’t say anything back and just starts blushing. The teasing might be a little mean, but Jimin never backs away from a ‘I was just teasing you’- kiss, so he assumes his fiancee likes it just as much as he does.
‘’Alright, let’s go for the gold one. From what I have heard most people do that.’’
Yoongi makes sure the topper is securely placed before the duo continue with the rest.
After more teasing and loving kisses, the both of them finish just in time to see winter’s miracle falling outside their window. Yoongi sees it, Jimin doesn't and that’s why he takes the opportunity to execute his plan.
‘’Jimin-ah, it’s snowing! Wear your coat, then we can go outside.’’
‘’But it’s so cold!’’ Jimin whines. Yoongi smiles and takes the pleasure of putting on his fiancee’s coat, beanie, ear warmers and scarf, (Jimin really is the shivery type) before he does his own and holds the younger's hand while stepping outside.
‘’Wait, my cane.’’ Jimin murmurs.
He wants to navigate back, when Yoongi just pulls him closer.
‘’Just hold on to me okay?’’
Nothing changes when it comes to Jimin, if Yoongi has to be honest. His life is changing, people around him are changing, but since Jimin came into his life, he (and holly) have been the only two stable things in his life. The way Jimin smiles at him remains as beautiful as the day they met, the way it feels to hold the younger’s hand in his always remains so familiar too.
To Yoongi, Jimin is far more magical than any Christmas miracle.
‘’Oh!’’ Jimin squeaks as the falling snowflakes tingle his uncovered nose. He wipes them quickly away with his glove, but they keep falling and the appearing frown on his face, makes Yoongi's heart melt. ‘’Do you like it?’’ The elder asks, as he caresses Jimin's cheeks to create some warmth. ‘’It’s tingly and very cold, but I guess it is fun.’’ Jimin murmurs the last part. Yoongi chuckles and presses a soft kiss on his now red nose.
‘’That’s not enough to make me warm, love.’’ The younger giggles in his hold and swats his hand away. Jimin takes a few steps back and begins to turn in his place, making circles as his arms are stretched open as to catch the snow falling from the sky.
Sometimes Yoongi thinks he is dreaming, that everything he is experiencing is an illusion and when he pinches himself hard enough everything would vanish and he would be back to his boring and colourless life. Every time this happens though, Yoongi feels two hands touching him and cupping his face.
Jimin sometimes still misses his eyes and stares lovingly at a traffic sign. Yoongi always readjusts his position so he can look in his lover’s eyes. Having learned how to do that as the years passed by.
Jimin cups his cheeks and tells him he loves him. Always with the same sparkling eyes and the prettiest smile Yoongi has ever seen. It’s a reminder that everything he has is not merely a dream, it is a dream come true.
He puts his hand in the pocket of his jacket to pick something out of it. Jimin notices the movement and questioningly looks at him.
‘’It’s a mistletoe.’’ Yoongi explains, lifting his arm so the mistletoe dangles above their heads.
‘’What does that mean, Yoongi?’’
‘’It means I am allowed to kiss you.’’
At moments like this, when they feel like they are isolated from the world and are in their own happy bubble, Yoongi thinks that the world at least has given him one thing to live for.
‘’You sure love kissing me.’’ Jimin teases smilingly, cheeks flushed red due to a mix of the cold and the kiss and eyes forming into two equal beautiful crescents.
‘’And I will never get enough of it.’’
Jimin similes and brings his hand to Yoongi’s cheek, softly caressing the skin with his thumb.
‘’Then put the mistletoe back above my head and kiss me again, you silly.’’