Tiffany
"Fany! I can't put on my shoes!"
"Make it fit!" I hollered across the room, rummaging through the closet for something to puff up his belly.
"Fany!" He yelled again, my god he is so noisy.
I stomped over to him and knelt down, grabbing his big black boot and slipping it on for him before tying it as tightly as I can.
"Are you trying to cut off my circulation woman? Make it looser!" He shuffled uncomfortably, pulling on his fake white beard.
"No." I then lifted his suit up and stuffed a pillow up there, patting it and making it round.
He kept squirming and swatting my hands away before he rolled on the floor and had trouble getting up.
I sat on his big pillow belly and pinned his wrists on the floor, glaring at him. "You, will be my Santae for the day whether you like it or not."
"Now this. . this is kinky Ms. Hwang. Didn't know you were a top, or a dom-Ow! That hurts!" He held his head and tried to wiggle his body so I'd fall off or something.
"Then don't say stupid stuff! Bitch." I hissed, getting off him. He laid there on the floor spreading his legs and arm out giggling because he managed to push and jam my buttons.
I went into the closet and dug into the bag, finding the big belt and ran over to him, looping it around him as he grunted in the stool. "No! Don't pull it so tight!"
Too late. I yanked it and buckled the belt telling him to sit still when I went to fetch the Santa hat.
"No! I hate things around my neck and things on my head! This is abuse, this is kidnapping, this is-"
"Taetae! I found it!" I skipped to the door an put the hat on him, adjusting it to uncover his eyes. He frowned at me, glaring at me like I ruined his precious Lego collection.
"Cheer up baby, it's for the little kids."
". . . pfft." He stood up, wobbling over before putting his hands on my shoulder trying to clutch on for dear life.
He steadied himself before letting go, waddling over to the car and getting into the car with a thump. "God, this suit is so itchy." He grumbled, yanking at his beard. "This beard too. Why is it so itchy!"
"Stop tugging on it, the suit is cheap and the only one I could find at the thrift shop that will fit your body." I muttered, carrying all my little goodie bags I had prepared for my class of first graders.
"Why did you switch grades? From kindergartners to first graders?" He mumbled through the beard, still growling at it occasionally.
"Apparently a lot of the parents requested I had follow their child into the first grade because I was that good."
"That good?"
"That good Taetae, now remember to haul the sack of toys on your back and greet them nicely like a Santa would. Practice in the car right now."
"Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!" He glanced at me, looking so ridiculous with this Christmas suit. The hat kept covering his eyes because it was so big and I thought about pinning it his hair but decided not to. "Was that good?"
"Nope, too fake, and be more enthusiastic! You sound like a dead horse!"
"Okay listen Fany, you try to be Santa!"
"I can be your Mrs. Claus."
"Well Mrs. Claus, would you like to join me for a magical sleigh ride on my northpole- Ow!"
"Zip it old man, we got some kids to please today and you are not going to taint my Christmas spirit."
"Old mans just trying to get laid, I don't know what you're talking about." He muttered, 'ho-ho-hoing' in the entire car ride practising his lines and I loved it.
My Santae.
"If you give Santae a hard time you'll end up on the naughty list and receive lumps of poop in your stocking." He said, pointing to a bunch of kids while smiling cheekily.
One of my students who is quite . . rowdy happened to just headbutt Taeyeon in the crotch screaming that Santa wasn't real. Taeyeon leaned onto the small desk, hands cupping his cargo. "Mother F-" He choked out before I threw a stuffed animal at him.
"Language." I warned about to blow him up if he let it drop.
"Mother Trucker!" Taeyeon screams out in agony and turns around like he transformed or something and put on a big smile before rubbing his belly and 'ho-ho-hoing' out loud like nothing happened.
Oh my god he makes a horrible Santa. "Santae!" I yelled.
"What?" He looked up innocently, sprinkling candy canes on the floor letting the kids run around him in circles. . horrible idea.
I shook my head, welp. This was my idea so I get what I get.
"By the way kids, if you give me cookies with peanuts in them I barf violently all over your Christmas tree and that is not a sight your little itty bitty eyes want to see, just ask Ms. Hwang!" He says with his fake Santa voice.
All the kids turned their heads towards me in disgust, looking like they were going to cry.
"That's not t-true . . Santae doesn't have any allergies." Taeyeon does, but not Santae.
"Listen well kiddos, if a classmate in your class has an allergy it is important to remember that so if you want to share your food from home it doesn't kill-" I cupped Taeyeon's mouth and shoved him out the door.
"Oof." He stumbled in the hall.
"Santae has to go for now! Say bye!" The kids were crowding the door, trying to get a grip of his suit.
"Bye Santae!"
"You are the worst role model I have ever seen. And the worst Santa" I mumbled, pulling off the hat off him and unbuckling his belt. He slicked back his hair and smiled charmingly at me, his sweaty self was kind of a turn on but I threw my towel at him.
I eyed my colleagues who happened to pass by me, eyeing my Taetae as he bent forward with his ass sticking out untying his shoe. I knew they were staring at his plump butt, and I wasn't going to have any of it.
I slapped Tae's back and stepped on his toe, making him abruptly stand up as he rubbed his back hissing at me for injuring him. Now his ass wasn't sticking out and attracting anything moving.
Good.
The secretary and the first aid nurse went on their way, whipping their faces forward minding their own business and I crossed my arms in front of my chest leaning against the doorway looking at Taeyeon trying to hop around on one foot trying to get the boot off.
Mine.
"Sorry, I can't help it, they're so gullible." He said out of breath and tossing the shoe at me before giving me a kiss on the cheek. He started shuffling into the mens staff bathroom and changing into less sweaty clothes.
I folded the suit back nicely putting it into the bag, rounding up my herd of kids for some math time.
Just as he came back in as Uncle Taetae, all the kids swarmed him, climbing on him like he was a jungle gym and I stared from my seat looking at him play with them as if they were his.
He was smiling from end to end, making silly faces as he carried at least three kids in his arm. Anna waited patiently behind him, pulling on his trousers before he turned around and placed the kids in his arms down and squatting down at her level to give her a welcome hug.
"I missed you Uncle Taetae, where did you go?" She said so adorably, I missed her so much too.
"I went to slay dragons and stop monsters from entering your bedroom." He said proudly, showing her a 'battlescar' he had on his chest.
She pouted and shook her head. He smiled small at her, ruffling up her hair as he stood up to calm everyone down and direct them back to me for a bit of story time.
Just before everyone got to the alphabet circle and sat at their seats, Taeyeon urged Anna forward with a small nudge. She was reluctant to let go of him, but walked quietly and sat down.
I smiled at my Taeyeon. He stood in the back, eyeing over the kids before pulling out a chair and watching me too.
He gave me a thumbs up before sighing in his seats and playing with some blocks to pass the time.
Hes so weird, I like it.
It was 3:15 PM, 15 minutes after I dismissed the class. Me and Tae were cleaning up while Anna sat quietly playing.
My desk was a bit messy but I cleaned it up before finding the package I ordered online sitting in the corner.
"Taetae, come here."
"One sec, I'm scraping off dried up play dough from the desk. Also, do these kids use industrial glue for their crafts or something? My thumb is stuck on a crayon." He said, his tongue sticking out as he used a butter knife to do whatever he had to do.
I walked towards him with my gift, unwrapping it at the same time before looking behind me to discreetly see if anyone was looking. I kissed his cheek, pulling on his ear gently to get his attention.
I placed the scarf around his neck and he grabbed it looking at it with curious eyes. "For me?"
I nodded. "To keep you warm." He had that mischievous grin and I was going to guess this wasn't going to sound pretty.
"Well, I can use this to hide all the hickies you give me-" I pinched his arm and shushed him.
I glanced at Anna in the corner still drawing and he smiled sheepishly. "Let's go home." I announced.
Anna went over to me, asking me to help her buttoning her coat and I did, scraping on her shoes securely before fitting her toque around her head. It was a bit cold, I wouldn't want this little one to catch the flu, never mind my big bear.
I stood up to see Tae behind me, playing with the scarf tying a big knot in it before I slapped his hand away. "Stop playing with it." I pulled the red scarf tighter, wrapping it around his neck. When I was done I admitted my creation, seeing his cheeks puff out with his scowl.
"There, you look cute Peanutbear."
"You made my scarf look and feel like a life vest, I don't think I can even move in this." He muttered.
"I don't care, it'll keep you warm."
"But I don't need it!" He retorts, poking at it.
"Yes you do, come on let's go send Anna home, get our tree and some Christmas shopping done."
He waddled around, face into the scarf looking like he was allergic to the winter air. He looked like a squirrel with chubby cheeks.
I held my hand out and waited for him to take it but he grabbed my hand and stuffed it into his pocket.
"Why not my pocket?"
"Because yours is small and I want to be the dominant one in the relationship just like how I am in bed."
"Wow."
"I wanna hold hands with a pretty girl like you, keeping your pretty hand nice and warm in my pretty pocket." He squeezed my hand and started marching on wards,
"Anna, are you ready to go home?" I asked, seeing Taeyeon suddenly squat.
She nodded, climbing onto Taeyeon's back as he carried her bunny and backpack in his other hand. "Uncle Taetae go fast!"
"Yes ma'am!"
"Taeyeon-ah, wait for me outside, I just have to get something and I'll lock up."
"Mkay." He ran around in circles before darting out the classroom giving Anna the ride of her life.
I heard her little squeal and a loud 'pak' "Uncle Taetae that's too fast!"
He gave me the ride of my life when I dated him . . sheesh.
I put on my coat and grabbed my handbag, locking up the classroom before turning around to a sea of colleagues who just stood there and stared at me.
I gulped, finding it a bit weird. "Something I can help you with . . ?"
They all dispersed and did their own thing, except those two girls who were staring at my bear earlier on. They glared at me fiercely, and I suspected they were jealous or something.
I walked outside to see Taeyeon giving Anna an airplane ride before lacing her on his shoulder. They looked like a totem pole.
I slapped Taeyeon's back harshly, pulling him down so I could whisper in his ears. "Stop being so fucking attractive, the staff here hates me."
"Ooo. You got competition Ms. Hwang." He said in amusement, batting his eyelashes like nothing was wrong.
I kicked his shin so he could bend forward again and I wouldn't have to tiptoe to his ear. "I will brutally beat those people with a bag of peanuts. I need to claim my ownership of you, do you mind wearing a sign or something? Get my name tattooed on your neck? No, on your face so it's more visible."
He straightened back up and looked at me like I was crazy. "Well, no. Ms. Hwang, you don't have to worry. There is no competition to be with me, as you are the one that holds my heart." He said in a lower octave, he puffed his chest up and thumped it with his fist.
"Uncle Taetae, you sound yucky." Anna patted Taeyeon's head, pulling on his baseball cap.
"Yeah. Ewww." I teased, bumping into him as we walked towards the entrance of the park on our way to walk Anna home.
We walked home together with Anna in between us holding both of ours hands when she saw that Taeyeon was tired. Tae insisted he wasn't but the good girl she was she slid off his back and held both of our hands seeming to enjoy the accompany from the both of us.
"Uncle Taetae? What will you do this Christmas?" Anna asked, turning her head to Tae as she had a slight skip in her walk.
"Spend it with Ms. Hwang." He said quietly before looking up at me, I thought he would whisper some dirty joke to me but it was sincere, he even has a derpy smile.
"Do you like Ms. Hwang?" She asked, bumping into Taetae.
He blinks and looked confused, scratching his head. "Huh, of course I do! I like her a lot."
"Do you have a crush on her Uncle Taetae?" She said right after he answered. Being interrogated by a 6 year old was always interesting.
I laughed, I don't think she knows me and Taeyeon were dating or in fact getting married.
He blinks at her twice and nods. "I like her so that means before I like her I had a crush on her. Matter of fact, I love her so before I loved her it meant that I had to like her and before I liked her I had a crush on her." He explains, even using her stuffed bunny to demonstrate.
Anna pulled on my hand and looked at me in confusion. "Uncle Taetae is weird."
"I know."
"Anna, how did you know I liked Ms. Hwang?" He asked and I too was curious how she kind of knew. It's not like we shoved ourselves in her face.
"You always kiss Ms. Hwang on the cheek, and I saw you give her flowers too. Is that what people who like each other do Uncle Tae?" She asked so innocently and I just smiled.
"Uh-huh, and if you really like them and want them to be yours forever you marry 'em. For example, I really really like Ms. Hwang so I'm going to marry her and she'll be mine forever and ever." He said to her with a cheeky smile before pulling off a weird face.
She giggled and pushed Tae's face when he kept being weird. "Once you marry, do the people stay together forever?"
"Well, yeah. At least they try to stay together forever."
"What's a divorce Ms. Hwang?" She said seriously, looking at me and I honestly didn't know if I could answer.
"Um."
"Uh."
When we both were silent she didn't say anything but hold our hands tighter. I glanced at Tae and he had a blank expression, shrugging not knowing what to say to her either.
She never said anything but short answered when we tried to shake off the atmosphere didn't think a 6 year old would bring it down to this level before.
When we reached her house Tae went to unlock the gate, checking around the area to see if everything was good. "All clear Princess Anna, no monsters nearby." He said in a soldier's voice, handing her back her backpack and stuffed bunny.
She walked to the front of the door, tip toeing to reach the doorbell before turning around to see us. Her face looked saddened, and I was worried so I opened the gate and pulled Tae along.
"What's wrong Anna?" I asked, kneeling down as Tae leaned against the house's wall.
"Ms. Hwang, Uncle Taetae said people who marry will stay together right? Mom said daddy was never coming back, she said they divorced. B-But they married Ms. Hwang." She said quietly, and I glanced at Tae who looked so worried.
I cupped her cheeks and wiped her tears away, she squirmed out of my hold and went to hug me, crying quietly. I patted her back and it wasn't long till her grandma opened the door and apologized.
"Anna! Come on let's go sweetheart, we can't bother Ms. Hwang anymore."
She lifted her head from my shoulder and wiped her own tears away, bowing slightly and rushing in.
I bid a farewell to her grandma, walking down the steps to see that Tae had moved and was leaning against a lamp post before losing his balance and falling on the ground.
I sighed, shaking my head amused.
He got right back up unfazed and held my hand, slipping it into his pocket once more. "That is why I fell in love with you and is why I'm going to marry you so we can be forever." He had said, but my mind was just all over little Anna. Every now and then she'd tell me little bits of her family, and till this day I still walk her home because I felt like I needed to.
As a teacher of young minds and the one that takes care of them for hours daily, it was necessary.
There was one night I just came home and immediately went to find Taetae. I sat beside him and told him about how Anna told me her father abandoned her and her mother, soon the mother was busy working overseas and she left her with Anna's grandmother. I kind of suspected the mother was looking for her father but a couple months later Anna told me her mother wasn't coming back.
There wasn't really anything I can do and I had been to her house before, her grandmother may be a bit . . brash but she does take care of Anna. I can't help but feel that Anna needs a little more love.
"Hm?"
He glanced back at Anna's house and kissed my forehead. "I don't know, you're good with people. I noticed that when I think I picked you up for our first date some kid fell and you sat him down and put a bandage on his cut knee. That was real cute."
"You just fell, should I give you a bandage too?" I mused, dusting the sticks off his back.
"I'm not bleeding Ms. Hwang, just a little tired that's all. Kids just suck the energy out of you."
"Well you shouldn't wish for 10 kids then." I mumbled against his shoulder, trying to catch some warmth there.
"You're right, I should wish for 20 kids. Now that'll empty my energy tank real fast." He said chuckling, pretending to punch a lamp post as we walked by plenty.
"Stupid."
"That, I am. But I'm your stupid so, yeah. Deal with it." Tae said proudly, nodding when he heard himself echo between the walls of the neighbourhood.
Silly.
"Let's go get our house all festive and stuff. We're going to out do all your neighbours and Christmas itself. It's going to be Christmas as heck." He said, running away from me.
I had no energy to catch up to him so he ran back to me and hauled me on his shoulder, at this point it was just like he said, 'deal with it.'
"Wanna bake Christmas cookies and wrap presents all day with me today?" I poke his cheek as he stretches up nice and tall to wrap the tree in Christmas lights.
"Of course, anything for Christmas. Because I love Christmas as much as I love you. What's my favourite season you ask? Is it summer? Is it fall? Is it spring, is it winter? No. It's Christmas, Christmas season." He says with a cheeky smile. My eyes trail downwards to his toned body and his ugly Christmas sweater.
Cute.
He lifts me up and I shrieked, fighting against his hold and patting his head to get him to leave me alone.
"Put the star on the damn tree you midget, this is the only reason I'm doing lifting you up for." He angrily huffs as I reached up to barely put the star on the tip of the oversized tee that took up majority of the living room.
Damn it, the stars crooked.
He placed me down and effortlessly reached up to adjust the tilted star. He goes into the corner and starts chucking wrapped parents underneath them. I went to go get mine, shoving his presents underneath the tree and by the time we were done it looked so bloated.
"Fany-ah?"
"Hm?"
"Do we have to go to Sunny's Christmas party."
"Of course, it'll be fun. I want to introduce all my friends to you."
"Ugh, people." He groaned, slumping on the coach and turning the Christmas tracks volume all the way up.
"You're so antisocial it amuses me. You hate talking to people, there's a reason why I'm the one who's talking to the border control guy every time we cross the boarder to Canada."
"Am not, I can be the life of the party." He defended, sitting up before sitting back down when he shoved some cookies in his mouth.
"Mm, believe what you want honey but you're the most antisocial human hating man I've ever met."
"People can be assholes okay? I have experience, I can confirm." He said, rolling around.
He got up and stopped, screaming and I turned around jogging to him wondering what was wrong.
When he turned around and stared at me blankly I furrowed my brows, not knowing what the hell he was doing to do.
He smirked and hugged me tight, our faces just centimeters apart before he made out with me.
When I pulled away breathless, he glanced up and there was a mistletoe on the door frame.
"You evil. I fell for your stupid trap!" He only chuckled in laughter.
This evil bear put like a mistletoe in every corner of the room. I was bombarded with kisses literally everywhere I waled surprisingly and it made me want to sit in one spot and not move.
It didn't matter, he'd bring one personally over the top of our heads just to kiss me.
Gosh, so annoying.
I went into the kitchen pulling out ingredients to bake my Christmas cookies and I just realized this was going to be my first Christmas with him and I somehow wanted to start a tradition with him.
Then it kind of bothered me that when I asked if he celebrated Christmas he said he didn't really. I didn't ask why but I think it's because he didn't have anyone to spend it with.
"Can I lick the spoon?" Taeyeon asks cutely while sitting across from me in the kitchen island. He wasn't even helping he was more like being a nuisance and bugging me about when the cookies will be done.
"Mhm." I nodded and gave him the spoon.
I fed him a little piece of the pie and I felt like I was smuggling something illegal for my bear.
He happily ate like a little kid as he did made some Christmas cards to be sent to people.
I set a baking sheet full of freshly baked and cooled cookies in front of Taeyeon and some icing bags.
I pushed some candies towards him and he looked at me weirdly, taking a cookie and eating it one go before squirting some icing right into his mouth and popping a few candy pieces along there too
"You're supposed to decorate them. Not eat them like a barbarian."
"I vas swapposed to do thwat?" He says muffled with cheeks full of cookies.
I nodded and I sat beside him, cleaning his mouth up with a napkin as he chuckled cutely.
I kicked a stool close to him, placing it just behind the bar stool so I could stand on it. I wrapped my hands around him before placing them on his hand and held it. Together, I taught him how to ice a cookie. A simple thing but it was really cute.
"Fill inside the lines, just like a colouring book Taeyeon-ah." I said quietly. Every now and then he'd turn his head to kiss my cheek just out of the blue.
"But this is so hard." He whispered, putting on his focused hard working face. I got off the stool and sat beside him working on my own cookies.
When we were done I felt so proud of my little cookie.
I had Taeyeon's initials all coloured in looking nice and pretty and I looked beside me to see Tae doodling some rather. . obscene figures.
"Really?" I said unimpressed.
"I drew and fill in a pink heart for you. I was scared you'd laugh at me because it was kind of distorted so I ate it." He mumbled, still focusing really hard on his obscene cookie. His tongue was sticking it just a bit as he piped some icing on the cookie.
"Oh Taeyeon." I sighed, kissing him on the cheek because he's just so cute, but that dick cookie wasn't.
He finished and held up his cookie, throwing his head back from laughter.
"Of course you'd make a-"
"Dick!" He shouted and howled in laughter. He had a laughing fit, pounding the counter and had trouble breathing.
"It's a fucking dick." He said again, pointing at it struggling to sit up.
It wasn't long till the cookie rolled out of his hand and fell on the ground, breaking into pieces and he stared at it quietly from his seat.
"Wow." He mumbled.
"You're cleaning that up baby."
". . . I don't want to do this anymore."
"Aw, really? You were doing great, kind of. I still don't approve of whatever image you just made but it's a start.
He pushed the icing bags aside and leaned his head against the marble counter sulking.
I continued with my decorating, feeding him another piece of pie to keep him slightly happy as he stared at me being useless.
It was quiet, the fireplace crackling our Christmas songs played just above the TV which was showing Tae's favourite movies. Our puppies were on the couch sleeping, looking like fluffy reindeers.
My bear slept too, on the same counter probably tired out from asking me when I was done cooking cookies.
I tapped his head with my spatula, nudging him awake. He wiggled his nose and sat up, blinking twice before resting his head on his arms again.
"Taeyeon-ah, look outside."
"Is it snowing?" He asks, peeping from the counter. I nodded my head and he leaped over the table and ran towards the window pressing his face against the glass.
"Oh my god, it's snowing." He breathed, his breath fogging up the window and he turned around suddenly with full of energy.
"We! Are! Going! Out!" He announced, opening the balcony door.
"No it's cold, look how big the snowstorm is!"
"Come on Fany-ah! Let's build a snowman or something!"
"Why?! It's cold as hell out there!"
"It hasn't snowed here in years! Please please please? 5 minutes!"
"You're going to get sick! Look at you!"
"I promise I won't come on let's go before it gets bad!" He says, jumping up and down. I couldn't even say no and he had a foot on the snowy porch.
I went over to grab Taeyeon's grey suit jacket that was draped over a chair, slipping my arms in it. I turned around and felt so tiny, the jacket was so big on me.
He grabs my hand and leads me out the balcony door, almost making us tumble down because of how fast we descended down the stairs.
I pulled the jacket closer to my face, instantly feeling the chilly wind whisp against me.
Taeyeon let go of my hand and did a somersault before landing to a stop in the middle of our backyard.
"Woo!" He said, making snow angles as he tumbled and rolled everywhere in the snow.
I watched from the side, smiling st how kiddy he could be. I glanced up watching the snow fall on us, it was so nice.
"Come on snail! Let's go!" He hollered, kicking some snow at me.
I didn't change my pace as I approached him. As I got closer to the big lump covered in snow, I realized he was wearing so little, just his ugly Christmas sweater and shorts.
"Taeyeon you're going to catch a cold! How are you not freezing?! You're showing so much skin!"
"I have snow down my shirt. I feel snow in my armpits. I feel snow in my ass crack." He mumbled, still moving his arms making a snow angel
I yanked him back up; well at least tried to and when he didn't budge I just gave up, falling on him and laying against his warm skin feeling the snow and on me before melting cold.
"Okay I think I'm going to catch a cold let's go back in."
"Wait."
"What, wait what huh? Who was it that said I was going to catch a cold? You. Let's get going piglet."
"No, just lay here for like two seconds."
"Why?"
"I love you, lay still please." He did as he was told and I kissed his cheek, brushing the snow out of his hair and he looked at me dreamily and thought I was going to do another romantic gesture but I shoved a bunch of snow in his face and ran away.
I looked behind me and he wasn't chasing me, instead he just did a sit up and tilted his head like a robot. "Exterminate, Ms. Hwang." He said in a robotic voice, slowly getting up before marching to me.
Oh my god that's terrifying.
It was hours later after we had a snowball fight running around outside. When he launched one in my face I almost started crying, and he said he'll make it up to me and said he'll cook dinner.
And by cook, he meant order.
We lounged around after eating fried chicken for dinner on the couch. I laid on his stomach as he stroked my hair absentmindedly while we watched the TV. He let out the occasional burp and I've gotten so used to it that it doesn't bother me anymore.
We're that far into the relationship.
I played with his hand, wondering why it was so rough compared to mine. When I asked he said that it was because when he grew up the lotion gods didn't bless him with any so he didn't slather his hands in any of it thus is why he had rough hands.
He called my hands small, petite and pretty and the ones he likes to hold. As per usual.
He started to slouch on the couch, sliding down till he laid on it taking him with me. He pulled on the sheets draping it over us till we were under it.
He had a gentle arm around my body and I snuggled closer to him. I was fighting for warmth and I rested my chin on his chest, kissing his lips because I thought he was so cute.
"You're a cheeky one." He mumbled, scrunching his nose up he kissed my nose gently.
I crawled on top of him, wrapping my arms around him.
It felt so right to be with him, it felt so good.
"Give me a kiss, babe." He said huskily, and I gave him what he wanted, only because he asked like a gentle bear.
"Say please." I teased, stroking his face.
"Please!" He said. I giggled, shuffling my legs with his I kissed his nose. He kept wiggling it, and it looked so weird.
"Oh, right I have a little gift for you Taetae."
"A gift? I got a scarf from you though, and I have you so that's plenty." He said very seriously.
I clicked my tongue at that. He's gotten so much more romantic, and cheesified that it was scaring me.
I went up to the room and came back down, my hands holding a pair of matching long sleeved pajamas that had small reindeers on it. It was on sale and I thought it as really cute, came in both our sizes too.
I sat on his lap and hit the pajamas behind my back.
"Come on pretty lady, show me what you got me."
"You have to wear it though okay?"
"Alright alright, now gimme."
I placed it on his laps and he held it up, squinting at it before unfolding it. "Ooo. Silk pajamas cute. Here, lemme just change in front of you." He said as if he was doing my a favour.
He kind of was. Thank god.
He slid me off his lap and made me sit on the couch as he ripped his shirt apart, slipping on his pajamas and lifting a leg to put ti right beside me, shoving off his toned legs or something.
I sat there, hugging a cushion to my chest as I tried not to scream.
He started to button his pajama shirt, only the middle one. He bit his lip before purring at me and slipped the silky pants on.
He took my hand and guided it to his chest before slipping it underneath his shirt and letting me rub his abs. "What a show." I whispered a bit starstruck.
He laughed like an old woman and sat down right beside me, sighing. "Yeah, your turn." He said with a smirk.
I grabbed my set of pajamas and went into the bathroom, changing into it hearing his loud protests saying it was unfair how he gave me a strip tease and how I was not sharing something back.
I didn't care, I was too tired and plus I'll make it up later. It's about to get extra festive in bed. I came back to the living room seeing him light a cake up, but he started to dance around in a circle blowing his finger and cursing the whole book when he accidentally set the flame way too close to his hand.
"Cake? When did you get this?" I asked, pulling him close to a sink and opening the tap. He said a long line of 'owie' before I put some burn cream on it and scolded him.
"Uh, when you weren't looking. Here, come sit." He patted the spot beside me and the cake smelt so good, like coffee.
"Taetae I want to take a picture."
"Why? For all your Instagram followers to see my fat ass?" He said so smugly. Wipe that smile off your face Tae or I'm going to kill you.
"How do you know . . " I shamelessly muttered, lowering my camera.
"I heard your colleagues mutter something about my butt. Then you slapped my back and glared so I knew you were just being your jealous self, but have no worry lady! I will wear a sign on my back the next time I come to school." He took my phone and wrapped his arm around me, pulling me in closer.
"Say, Kimchi!"
"Kimchi!" We both said. The photo turned out well, I sat on the couch lounging around with Princess tucked underneath my chin as I edited the photo and applied filters to you know make myself Instagram worthy.
"Fany-ah." Tae called but I ignored him, I was too busy.
"Fany."
I ignored him once more but he came barging in, slapping my ass really hard. I growled, kicking him blindly and sitting up annoyed as hell. I clicked post for the photo, finding us kind of cute.
"Fany! Pay attention to me!" He whined and I finally looked up he held a nicely wrapped gift and handed it to me.
"I'll let you open one, because you've been nice to me." He nodded at his own words, smiling.
"Okay but I won't let you open my gift to you because you've been rude to me." I shot back.
"I'll just have to pry it form you then."
I shook the box, skeptical but he started to freak out and scold me, saying how it was fragile. The box thumped and I stopped, unwrapping it and folding open the cardboard box.
". . . You got me a picture . . of you? . . framed. How is that in any way fragile."
"Yeah, I'm your present and second of all, I'm pretty fragile. I bruise like a peach." He said, and he started laughing non stop pretty loudly for a couple of minutes.
He looked cute in the photo, and it was nice because ti was framed. I can't wait to put this on my desk back at work.
I smiled and kissed his cheek, whispering to him to wait while I got his.
"Here, don't shake it either it's fragile, actually." I warned, sitting behind him resting my chin on his shoulder.
"Is it the new Lego set?"
"Maybe."
I got him that, it's under the tree though.
"Is it a candle? I really like candles for some reason now, I don't know why but they smell really good-"
"God, just open it you talk so much Taetae."
"Okay okay." He ripped it right open like Hulk and stared right into the box, head disappearing into the cardboard.
"No way." He whispered.
"You got me mug! With your face on it!" He said happily, holding it up like it was a precious stone. Underneath my face it had the words 'step off my man, bitch.'
"Fuck yeah, now every time I drink coffee or something people will stare at your face in the mug. It's like an anti-woman repellent."
"That's the point."
"You do realize, we just got each other gag gifts right?" He mumbled against my forehead, stroking my back.
"Mhm, glad you like my mug." It's cute.
"I'm glad you like my picture, now you can see the brightest, sexiest, handsomest, cutest, adorablest, softest, bestest love of your life every time you go to work." I giggled, I should ask for a cardboard cutout of him next time.
"I'm tired Taetae. . we have the Christmas party tomorrow."
"Mm, it doesn't start till the evening. Stay up with me?"
I shook my head, leaning against his chest. He patted my head and nodded in understatement.
"Woah, never mind the fucking Christmas party, lets have a party in the bed!" He steps in front of me and peers into my dress. He was about to pull the material forward to get a better view but I pulled his ear and he screeched. "Ah, ah! Fany!"
We were just about to leave the house for the said party and honestly I kind of didn't want to go but Taetae was kind of excited to see my friends so I guess it was alright.
"Perverted Taeyeon. Eyes up here stop looking down there." I hissed. He whined and pulled at my hand.
"Can I please have one little peep?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Okay. If you get kidnapped by a 6 legged flying squirrel with laser eyes, I won't be there to save you." He spat, stomping his way teasingly to the car.
"Dick." I hiss.
"That, I am." He points at himself with his head held high and that stupid smug smile.
Once we arrived I told him to behave, not to cause drama and to keep a low profile. I made him pinky swear, he was such a risk I'm afraid he's going to do weird stuff if he went drunk, like sing carols or something.
He held my hand extremely tight and he marched down the hall and was bombarded with every human being on the planet. All my friends and colleagues didn't even greet me, they greeted him. Sunny? Talked to him first. Bora? Talked to him first. Even Sooyoung! The ones he met talked to him first.
Ugh.
He introduced me proudly, calling me his 'cute ass future wifey.'
He involved me in all his conversations, my fiancee this, my fiancee that. Yeah at first it was cute but then it got annoying. Sorry Tae.
"Honey, stop adjusting your crotch, better yet stop grabbing your crotch. It's weird, everyone's noticing especially those models over there." I mutter and slap his hand that was behind my back trailing downwards to my butt.
"These pants are so tight! It's too big for my pants. Don't you thi-" I covered his mouth and smiled sweetly into his ear as I saw people eyeing us.
"No. I don't want you to tell me how big your dick is. Behave tonight, it's important you make friends with everyone here. They're all important to your success in the future kind of."
"Yes boss." He whispered back.
I let go of his hand and let him mingle around for an hour. I returned to see him looking through his phone with a bunch of people crowding him.
"That's my baby." He muttered. I snaked through everyone just to pop up right beside my bear. It was a picture of me on taken just a few hours ago. It was posted by Bora on Instagram.
"God she's so beautiful. Don't you think so?" He muttered as he nudged me thinking I was Key. He looked up and was startled to even see me.
"Oh. Honey, you're here? Well, this is awkward." He pockets his phone in his jacket and ushers me out of the crowd of people.
"Hi, I am like your biggest fan. Can I have your autograph?" I asked cheekily. He winked at me and clicked his tongue before shaking his head.
I smile against his arm as I hugged it. Loving his innocent face after what I saw him say to his friends.
"Do you do that all the time?" I said quietly, not wanting to expose him that much.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know, flaunt me around, show me off to everyone you know?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry if it's a little overbearing but you're so precious." He muttered as he scanned the room with his hawk eyes, looking for a place to sit.
"You can go to the VIP room with your friendsies. I can entertain myself here I guess." I looked around at the big hall,
"There's no one here but old ladies, horny sons of crusty men, and woman who are only here because of their sugar daddies. Plus, all of your own friends are busy. This isn't even a Christmas party I thought it was. Sunny's so rich, it's like a freaking business dinner. Now tell me, which one of these cliques will entertain you?"
"Good point, okay let's go." I pat his bum and he leads me to the banquet hall where there were a couple of seats at the dining table. I stared at his strong muscular back that was just popping in his tight grey suit.
It wasn't till a couple of hours later of me chatting to various people and walking around the same room I came back and sat near Tae who was staring into the distance holding a few candy canes in his fists.
"Why do you look so distressed." I poked, pulling out one of the candy canes.
"I do not." He defended. "You are my bright sunshine smiling cutesy little laughing small potato baby future wifey. And I love you to bits." I cringed at my nickname, why so sudden?
"Why are you so clingy tonight Taeyeon?"
"You're such a small tiny Oompa Loompa. Like you're so freaking cute, and minuscule. You look like a mouse compared to me, and I look like a gorilla." He said obnoxiously. I have no idea what's wrong with him but I suspect it's the group of empty glasses on the table that was littered around him.
"Stop complimenting me! What has gotten into you?!" I nudged his knee but he shook his head with a wide smile.
"My lovely piggy." He whispered in my ear.
"Oh my god, how many drinks have you had? I asked.
He held up his fists. "That many."
Fists . . how many is that?
"Can you guys stop ogling each other?" Key said while smacking the table.
We both snapped at Key and shot him a glare before returning to each others gazes.
Taeyeon winked at me and I smiled so widely.
"Stop having eyesex! We're at a Christmas party! Merry Christmas?! Happy holidays?! Time for giving, not banging each other in every possible way!" Key groaned, throwing a croissant at us.
Tae stood up and made a ruckus, fumbling with the croissant on the table before throwing it at him and horribly missing. "Shut the fuck up you loner. Tell me what to do when you find yourself a nice fine wife. Last time I heard some girl rejected the shit out of you. Look, she's flirting it up with some other guy. Sucks to be you." Taeyeon linked arms with me before skipping away. I turned my head to see Key stunned in his spot, mouth agape and I could feel the steam of anger he was building up.
Why are guys such dicks to each other.
We haven't even made it to the next room when he suddenly pulled me to a stop and hugged me, putting all of his weight on me and I could barely breathe.
"Are you drunk?"
"Maybe." He burps and pats his stomach, leaning onto my shoulder and chuckling at literally nothing.
"You're drunk."
"I'm not drunk, you're drunk." He slurs.
"Someone had too much eggnog." I cooed, bringing him close to the couch.
"Yeah, they added like two bottles of vodka or some shit in there because I see 8 of you." I nodded my head and patted his head down to my lap, letting him curl up on the seat and sleep on me for awhile.
"Do you have candy?" He suddenly asked, squinting at me.
"No."
"Can I have a candy?"
"I just said I didn't have any."
"You always have candy in your purse. Give me a fucking candy." He growled.
"Taeyeon." I hissed, glaring at him.
"Candy? Please wifey?" He said jutting his lips out and pouting drunkenly.
I waved at everyone as they passed by and cooed at the passed out drunken Taeyeon sleeping on my lap like a big baby.
This is embarrassing.
When we had to go I woke Taeyeon up for him to stand and staggered as we walked. I had to hold him upright as he looked like he was going to tumble out of the banquet like a boulder set on top of a ramp. He's coming in hot and it wasn't going to be pretty.
"Please hold yourself up, you're made up of 200% muscle."
"Fany-ah. My stomach feels like Santa got drunk with a bunch of elves and now the reindeers are mating nonstop. 'Tis the season am I right? Jingle my balls and I'll promise you a white Christmas I say, jingle my fucking balls." He slurs as I chuckled at his last sentence, dirty jokes from a drunken man who loves Christmas is the best.
I asked Key to stick his fat ass into the car so I could drive him home. Key wouldn't do it without some kind of reward so I gave him Bora's number. What's the worse that can happen.
Taeyeon mumbles incoherent babbles and strokes the interior of the car. He smashes the windshield button and sticks his head out the window "Merry Christmas you filthy animal!" He screams. I slapped his leg and he retreated his head back and lolled to the side.
"He is one special man Fany-ah." Sunny said, leaning against the car.
"I can't take him out anywhere."
"Just like how you can't take me anywhere Fany! Bye! I love you! Send me some sexy pictures of you in some stockings baby!" Sooyoung hobbled into the car and I sighed. She was drunk too.
"You have Sooyoung to take home and I think that's even worse than Taeyeon."
Sunny shakes her head in amusement. "Oh shush, maybe I shouldn't have put the entire bottle of alcohol in the eggnog, I didn't think those two would drink it so much, hell I think I even got half of the guests here drunk as shit."
"Fany-ah! I see Rudolph!" I heard Taeyeon scream. I breathed out, and Sunny patted my back. "I'll text you when I get home, thanks for the party." I mutterrd totally exhausted.
"Bye, drive safe." She sent me off but before she did she handed me a gift bad and said it was a gift to the both of us and I quickly put it in the back seat, making sure to grab a box of tissues just in case Taeyeon sleeps. He'll be drooling.
Halfway back on the highway, I looked to my right and saw Taeyeon staring at me with big rounded eyes smiling goofily.
"Taeyeon-ah?"
". . ."
"Why are you looking at me like that? Hello?"
". . ."
When we stopped at a traffic light I waved my hand in front of his face. He didn't even blink.
"You're kidding me right? Did you fall asleep with your eyes open." When he started snoring that answered my question.
He looked so creepy, yet so adorable with that Christmas sweater on.
You know, I thought taking care of Taeyeon at a party was hard but once I stopped and got out the car I didn't realize he would be physically hard to carry up the stairs and into the bed room.
I finally got him half way up the stairs before he kind of woke up and walked himself and and to the room. Taeyeon was sitting on the edge of the bed totally out of it.
His head bobbed a few times before he face planted himself straight to the mattress, grabbing a pillow and hugging it.
"Taetae, go take a shower and change your clothes." I said softly.
He grunted and continued to lay still.
"Taetae, go."
"Hm, later."
I crawled over to him and turned him over. I sat on his chest and leaned closer, noticing his red eyes and the alcohol radiating from his open mouth.
I smiled and brushed his hair back, kissing him gently on his warm forehead.
"Take a shower, you'll feel much better Taetae."
He sits up with me on his lap and drowsily starts to unbutton his shirt at a pace of a snail. I sighed and removed his hands.
He let his hand drop down immediately and he also fell back onto the mattress.
I began to untie his bow tie, letting it unravel in my fingers before unbuttoning his shirt. I made him sit up so I can take both of them off and he cheekily covered his nipples.
"Fucking pervert." He hissed, I giggled and smacked his forehead.
"There's nothing for me to see besides muscular pecs and heroic battle scars you showed off to Anna." I whispered, finger rubbing his scar.
I stripped him of his clothes except his boxers.
Lord behold, those boxers were Christmas themes, they had reindeers decorated all over the material and the waistband read 'Ho Ho Ho!'
"You're gonna touch me I know it." He said and grabbed his man part and kicked me away.
"Don't look at me precious cargo perv. Go fondle someone else." He hollered. I rolled my eyes.
"I'd rather not." I yanked it off for him and he smacked my hand away.
"Don't touch me you classless animal! I'm married! My wife is going to kill you!" Then he fell back on the bed quietly and hugged a pillow.
My god he is such a piece of work. I got off him before leaving him naked and afraid on the bed to get him his sleepwear.
I mean, he practically almost sleeps naked all the time.
He either sleeps with a t-shirt and shorts or just shorts, no shirt. There's no in between. Then there's the occasional Taetae sleeping naked and bare which I didn't mind at all.
I came back with his little cute giraffe shirt and a pair of shorts and gave it to him. I slipped on his new boxers for him which was a significant challenger because he kept hollering pervert at me.
He threw the shirt back at my face and just wore the shorts. I mean, I didn't complain.
I disappeared into the bathroom before coming back with a wet towel. I wiped his body down and when I was done I came back to him waiting for me leaning against the headboard.
I guessed he sensed that I got in bed because with his eyes closed he patted the area and moved accordingly.
He crawled underneath the bed sheets and cuddled close to me. I wrapped my arm around him, cradling him as if he was the most precious thing in the world; which he was.
"I don't know what I'd do without you." He mumbled.
"Dead."
"Shut up, asshole Mrs. Kim." I giggled and patted his head, knowing it'll put him to sleep.
This man loves Christmas way too much.
I put him to sleep and saw my big guy snoozing cutely as he hugged my pillow in his other arm and murmured sweet nothing into it that was meant for me.
"My lovely piggy." He snorts.
"Wifey's hand is so soft, so supple. Taeyeon's wife has softy hands." He mumbles, brushing his cheek on the back of my hand.
I was a little freaked out and disturbed by his action but it wasn't as bad as when he sleepwalks.
Throughout the night Taeyeon was sleep talking, more like sleep singing. I've heard about 8 drunken carols ranging from Jingle Bells, to Santa Clause is Coming to Town.
I heard the entire album, I swear.
What scared me the most was when he would suddenly grab me and hug me tightly. Then he'd let go and roll over me and lay in random angles on the bed like some sort of worm.
Is this what it's going to be like . . for the rest of my life.
I have to deal with this poop for the rest of my life.
"Dear Santa, you fat fuck. You donut looking piece of shit. I want my figurine. I've been a good boy, a good good boy."
I signed up for him, and I can't back out now.
Dear Lord.
"Wah- Fany-ah. Future Wifey." He groans, pouting and digging his way through the bed sheets to pop up in my arms and rest his fat head on my chest.
"Good morning my Christmas sunshine. How was your sleep you drunk lord."
"They spiked that eggnog, I swear."
"Or, maybe you've gotten way into the holidays." He looked so dazed and knocked out. I combed his hair through my fingers and looked into his bloodshot eyes.
We stayed in bed quietly for a couple of moments till he suddenly lifted his had up and frowned intensely.
"Fucking pervert." He says groggily. He rubs his eyes and reaches over me to grab his glasses.
I shifted against the headboard wanting to sit up a bit more to be somewhat more awake. "Excuse me?" I still combed his hair with my fingers, knowing it relaxes him.
"Fucking pervert." He grumbles, lightly smacking my thigh.
I watched as he strutted in the bathroom and closed the door. I heard running water and cabinets opening and closing knowing it's him running a bubble bath.
I took the time to reach into Sunny's gift bag she gave me last night and opened it.
A set of white lacy lingerie for me, and I honestly wanted to smack her for this but I knew Taeyeon would be enjoying this.
I'll get her back for this.
With a smile I swept my hair to the side and pulled the covers off me, heading into the walk in closet and putting it on. I decided to be a little festive, picking out my red lipstick I knew he liked. My last move was the thin light purple robe that I happened to tie loosely. It's another one of Tae's favourite and I might as well tie myself up and give myself to him as a gift.
I slid open the bathroom door and walked in, finding Taeyeon playing with bubbles in the bathtub with his single toy ship that floated on top, a gift from Key that he couldn't stop talking about for like an hour when he woke up. My little bear.
"Merry Christmas baby." I purred, untying my robe and letting it fall to the ground. I leaned against the bathtub and Tae literally stopped and stared at me, eyes wide and following my every movement.
"Fuck Christmas, get in the tub lady." He said, gesturing with his hand to come into the bathtub with him.
"It's the holidays at least be festive." I muttered, clearly unimpressed.
"I don't care woman. You said I could have anything I wanted this Christmas as long I was a good boy which I was, for like 3 days. So, get in the tub." He waved with his hand, putting his toy ship aside and squeezing in more bubbles in the tub.
"Sigh."
"Fany-ah! Be my bathmate!" He whined.
I stood there not knowing what I expected. I mean, did I want to send Christmas with Taeyeon in a tub full of bubbles? Yes, but knowing him we'll be here for the next couple of hours.
"Oh, honey. I have a request." He said cutely, lifting one finger, wiggling it.
"You just have the nerve to make a request, don't you?"
"Strip slowly, for me."
"You're kidding." I deadpanned.
"Nope."
I held his chin and pulled him close to me abruptly, making him kiss me as I got lipstick all over his face. He looked stunned and clearly dazed. I smiled, pressing my forehead against his before purring, "Merry Christmas, baby."