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RM: Return of the Christmas kiss

How is Christmas already right around the corner? I like to Namjoon Christmas ones so here ya go.
A continuation...

     Gentle white snowflakes drift down from the heavens, exactly as they did last year. I dip my head into the folds of my scarf and breath into the soft material, trying to warm my nose that feels like it could drop off any second. I'm on my way over to Seokjin's house, where our group's annual Christmas party will be spent this year.
       I punch in the pin for the apartment building and enter into the dimly lit entrance. As I climb the steps up to the fourth floor I recall what we did last year for our friend group Christmas party. We went to karaoke last year and the time of our lives. I remember Jimin and Taehyung singing a duet, loud enough for the whole city to hear. I also remember Taehyung puking into a trash can on our way out of the karaoke bar.
      I shake my head with a fond chuckle. We always have fun we get together.

I push the door open and let loose a cheeky grin.

      "Y/n!" Six voices call out to me in greeting.

     "Reading to play some juicy games on the wii?" Jungkook says, waving his beer can in the air.

     "But of course," I say with snigger. I glance around the people gathered around the television. One of our number is missing. "Where's Namjoon?" I ask.

     "He's running late," Seokjin says. "I think he's picking up some meat for us to grill and maybe some lettuce leaves."

    "Oh okay."
This time last year, Namjoon kissed me on the lips for the first and last time. It had been because of the mistletoe we were under when he dropped me off at my flat after the karaoke bar party but he never mentioned it again after that. Not even once. I had never thought of him that way except after his kiss. I've now had a very secret crush on him for a year.

     Will something happen again this year? No way, if he actually liked me then he wouldn't have waited a whole year to make another move. I guess it just surprised me that he kissed me at all, even though it's a tradition under mistletoe. Namjoon just isn't the type to do that. But... then again maybe he is and I just don't know him as well as I think I do.
     A little bummed out now, I flop down on the sofa and grab one of the beer cans from the coffee table.

     As Jungkook and Hoseok start their second wrestling match on the wii, the apartment door finally flies open and Namjoon rolls into the apartment, with a couple shopping bags hanging from his arms.

     "Namjoon!" We all call.

     "You're just in time to watch me smash Jungkook!" Hoseok says with a wide smile on his face. As usual I'm a little offended by the perfect whiteness of his straight teeth.
     Namjoon drops off the groceries on the kitchen counter and leans over the back of the couch right behind me, casting his shadow over me.

     "It looks like Jungkook is winning to me," Namjoon says with a grin.

     "Curse this Golden Maknae," Hoseok groans as his mii takes another hit to the head.
     Namjoon chuckles and then ruffles my hair and moves away. My heart jumps up a notch at the affectionate gesture but I watch him go like a sad puppy. I take a deep drink from my beer can and then as it empties I crunch the aluminium in my fist and throw it in the direction of the garbage can in the room. Yoongi gives me a surprised look from my aggressive actions.
     Feeling slightly bitter at my feelings, I snatch up another beer can and chug it. Yoongi gives another look, cocking his eyebrow but looking slightly amused.

     As the night goes on, Taehyung, Jimin and I get increasingly drunk. I generally don't like to get wasted but my feelings Namjoon seem to have multiplied with the approach of Christmas. Even though I'm irritated by the situation my energy is high and I even manage to beat Jungkook in wii boxing, despite my dizzy sight. I stumble back to the sofa after our match and on Taehyung's lap, as we both sing loudly about Santa Claus.

     "Okay, I think you've had enough to drink," Namjoon says stiffly. He takes the new beer can out of my hand and pulls me off Taehyung's lap with surprising force. I fall forwards into him and let out a stream of giggles, or perhaps a solid cackle would be better to describe the sound bubbling up from my throat. I clutch the fabric of his shirt and try to pull myself up to eye level with him but my hand slips and thuds against his thigh. Finally I look up and frown with concentration. My sight is swimming but I swear Namjoon is blushing furiously. I kneel on the couch beside him and sit up properly, then I lean forward and miss the tip of his nose with a giggle that I don't even realise I let out, but it sounds like my voice in my ears.

     "Guys, I think I'll take Y/n outside to get some fresh air," Namjoon says.

     "What!? Noooo," Jimin says, diving forward to grab my foot.
Namjoon lightly nudges Jimin away and then slings one of my arms over his shoulder before helping me to my feet and then we begin the trek downstairs. He sighs when we reach the third floor and gently let's me go against the wall, I slide down it and sit on the floor. I'm laughing at myself for having slipped at least twenty times while going down the steps, which is probably while Namjoon is looking rather defeated right now.

     "You're making this very difficult on me, right now," he says. He sits on the floor beside me and rests his head against the wall.

     "I'm sorry," I slur. "I'm too dizzy, I can't see where the steps are." My head flips around onto my shoulders before I rest it on one of his.

     "Well, that's true but it's not what I'm talking about."
     I look up at him, trying to make out his expression through my swirling vision.

     "What do you mean then?" I ask.
     He turns to me, eyes swimming with emotions that my drunken self can't recognise.

     "I've been a coward this year," he whispers.
     I don't know what he means but this close proximity has my alcohol-impaired brain swirling with ideas. I lean forward and clumsily knock my lips against his. I feel his jump and I hurriedly draw back.

     "Sorry~" my voice slurs in a high pitch. "Sorry, there's no mistletoe here."
     Namjoon gives a wide smile and then hooks his hand around my neck and pulls my face towards his. He kisses me deeply. It's not at all like last year's kiss. It's rough, long and knocks the breath right out of me. My skin tingles all over.

     "I hope you remember this," he whispers. "I like you a lot."

Have a holly, jolly Christmas! An early Christmas oneshot lelelel. If you've wondered where I've been well I resumed working on my Jimin fic Nemesis. I've also been working on a super long Taehyung oneshot that is still not ready for release ('༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ')
-RB xx

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