Stray Kids One Shots

I Want You To (Stay For Christmas)

Minho had been called into work.

Jisung woke up alone, it was freezing. He was in his Christmas Eve pyjamas, the pair had matching ones. However, Minho's were folded on their dresser to be changed back into. His boss called him in for an emergency, the fuses broke and Minho was one of the only people who knew how to get all the computers back online. He had no idea when he was due back so Jisung decided to get up and start making Christmas dinner. It was noon. Minho had woken him up around half five telling him what happened and he'd try and beg his boss to let him free early.

"Minho?" he mumbled, clearly half asleep.

"Hi, my love. I talked to my boss and I'll be home around three. Don't worry about doing the dinner or getting things sorted, I'll do it all," Minho offered, Jisung could hear yelling in the back.

"Whose shouting?" He asked, setting up the turkey.

"Ah, just Eunsuk. He's pissed off he pulled us in for something we could handle when the office is open. Which is true— fuck it I'm leaving," Minho chuckled, shouldering his bag. "see you in ten, baby,"

"Minho— you hung up... What am I going to do with you," Jisung muttered shaking his head with a smile. He turned on the kettle and let it boil.

When Minho got home Jisung didn't even see him. He was quick to run into the bedroom. He returned with a smile and back in his matching Christmas pyjamas. "Merry Christmas," He mumbled, wrapping his arms around Jisung's waist and kissing below his ear.

"Merry Christmas," Jisung chuckled, tilting his head back to peck his lips. "Wanna open presents while we wait for food?" he asked, leaning further into his chest.

"Of course, I have something extra special for you after though," Minho pulled away from him, slapping his ass before heading to the living room. They both sat by the tree, handing wrapped gifts back and forth taking turns like every year. Things like clothes, coffee, treats, toys and jewellery.

"These are so pretty," Jisung smiled, holding the matching J and M necklaces.

"Turn around," Jisung spun around, the elder leaning over and putting the necklace over his head and locking it in the back. He kissed his nape before leaning back. "So beautiful," he hummed, smiling as Jisung's eyes met his again. "Our parents will be here soon," Minho brought up, looking at the time. His mom and dad were coming and Jisung's mother and grandma were coming. When the doorbell rang, Jisung jumped up, running to answer it.

"Hello!" he smiled, leading Minho's parents into the living room. Minho was couched over picking up the presents to move them out of the way, locking eyes with his mother as he held a dildo in one hand and a vibrator in the other.

"Han Jisung! Move the parents!" he squeaked, spinning around. Jisung laughed loudly, pulling his parents into the kitchen to help him cook.

"So joke presents run in the family?" his dad chuckled, checking the turkey.

"Uh... Yeah jokes," Jisung blushed, going out to Minho who was bright red.

"Do I have to look them in the eye?"

"They think they're joke gifts. Go put them in my draw and get your ass back out here," Jisung laughed, putting the normal gifts in a nice layout so their parents can look at them. Jisung's grandma and mother arrived a bit later, the food now half done. They exchanged more presents, all talking and having a good time until the food was done.

"I'm taking Jisung on a walk before dinner," Minho smiled, pulling him to the bedroom. "I love you," he smiled, pulling him flush against his chest and kissing him. "wrap up warm, we're going to the park," Jisung nodded and pulled away, slipping into our door clothes — not without a few bite marks on his ass.

-

"So... Why did you wanna go out? Christmas dinner will be done soon," Jisung hummed, leaning into him. The streets were full for the Christmas market, so Minho pulled him fast through the area. Jisung hated crowded spaces. Once they got to the park a few couples and children were playing. Probably waiting to go home after the market. Minho led him to the archway of cherry trees, swinging their hands back and forth. "I know they're fake but it's still so pretty," Jisung mumbled, stopping when the elder did. The place was full of snow, the baby pink fading in slightly but nonetheless it was a pretty sight.

"Jisung?" Minho spoke quietly, letting go of his hand. Jisung turned back, his cheeks, nose and ears red from winter, "I love you so fucking much, I don't know what id ever do without you in my life and id like to know..." He got down on one knee, and Jisung automatically cried.

"Jisung, would you marry me?" 

"Yes! Yes I will," He hiccuped, wiping snot from his nose as Minho slid the ring onto his finger. "I love you so much," He whined, pulling him from the floor and hugging him tight. "How long did you have this planned?"

"A few months, I've had the ring for a year though," Minho chuckled, leaning in and kissing him. "I love you," He mumbled, kissing his lips repeatedly "Let's get you home, you're freezing."

"Can we show our parents?" Jisung asked, constantly stopping to kiss and thank him.

"If you want to," Jisung nodded and skipped ahead, hands locked together as Minho got dragged along. When they walked in the house they stripped of their outdoor clothes and went to their bedroom again. 

"Shower, I'm cold," Minho went to the bathroom while Jisung took his clothes off and wrapped a towel around his waist. "Mom? We're going in the shower!"

"No funny business!" She yelled back, the other complaining back.

"I don't wanna ruin the ring can I set it on the side?" Minho chuckled and took it off his finger, placing it in the box and on the nightstand.

"Come on then," Minho said, holding his hand and pulling him to the bathroom. They both got in, Jisung's head resting on Minho's chest as they swayed slightly. 

"Hello, fiance," Jisung giggled, reaching down and squeezing his ass.

"Hello to you too fiance," Minho smiled, kissing the crown of his head. "Now we can spend every Christmas together,"

"Best Christmas ever," Jisung mumbled, mouthing at his pec. Minho ran his fingers through his hair, Jisung always did this when he was overwhelmed.

"Are you okay?"

"Just very happy," Jisung replied, biting down. 

-

Once they were washed and dried Minho put the ring back on his finger and kissed him slowly. "Dinners done!" Minho's dad called, the pair ignoring him. Minho pulled him in, fingers tangled into his hair.

"Min- We need to go out," He breathed, pulling away. Minho kissed home once more before leading him out of the room. "Mom! This is the best Christmas ever!" He beamed, running over to her.

"Why's that, love?" She smiled, hugging him close.

"Look!" He held his left hand out, showing off the diamond ring on his finger.

"Aww, congratulations!" She smiled, dragging him to the others to show off the ring. After they ate and the family had left Minho and Jisung found themselves cuddled up on the settee together.

"I love the ring," He mumbled, kissing his cheek gently.

"I'm glad, I had an hour-long meltdown over choosing that," Minho chuckled, picking up his left hand and kissing the ring.

"I'd love anything you give me, you're opinion is the only one I care about," Jisung mumbled, biting his earlobe. 

"Now let's finish Christmas with hot chocolate and a movie," Minho grabbed the TV remote. 

"Dibs on The Nightmare Before Christmas!" 

"Okay, sweet," He laughed, setting it up before walking to the kitchen.