#doyoung christmas
It’s Y/n and Doyoung’s first christmas together and while Y/n isn’t a huge fan of Christmas they still want to make it speical for Doyoung.
Part of the Long Term Couples Series. Can be read as a stand alone.
Sitting on your living room floor you looked over the piles of tangled lights that were scattered over the floor. You knew that trying to untangle them all was going to take hours and this mess was your own fault. You were not the biggest Christmas fan meaning that decorating and undecorating for the holiday felt like a chore to you. And when it was time to take all the decorations down you had ripped them all down without a care in the world and tossed them into the bins to be stored until next year. Which brings you to your current mess of lights. You probably wouldn’t be having such a struggle if you had just tossed the lights in the bin instead of rolling them into balls and smashing them together.
You were about ready to just forget it all and not even bother decorating this year but the thought of yours and Doyoung’s first Christmas together came filtering through your mind. Were you really going to spend your first Christmas together with no decorations? The answer was no, you may not care for the holiday, but you did care about Doyoung, and you had started to become a romantic thanks to him and you wanted your first holiday’s together to be memorable and special. Which was why you were sitting on the floor untangling lights. You could go buy new ones, but you weren’t so lost in being romantic and making the holiday special for your boyfriend to go out and buy all new decorations.
Pulling on the lights you let out a groan of frustration and fall back onto the floor taking the pile of lights with you. In the distance you hear your door open and Doyoung calling out for you. You don’t bother to move; your apartment isn’t that big, and he would find you in a matter of seconds. Instead, you continue to lay under your pile of lights and look up at the ceiling. Soon Doyoung’s smiling face is looking down at you and his eyebrows are raised up in question about the pile of lights.
“Do I even want to ask what is going on here?” You can hear the laughter in Doyoung’s voice. You pout up at him causing him to chuckle before he sits down next to you and leans over to kiss you on the forehead.
“What are you doing Y/n?” He gently asks.
“I’m trying to decorate for Christmas,” you slightly whine as you move yourself into an upright position and scoot yourself over towards Doyoung so you can rest your head on his shoulder. “It’s not going well all the lights are tangled and I haven’t even gotten a tree yet and to be honest I don’t think I even have ornaments for a tree.”
You feel your throat starting to get tight and start to blink your eyes rapidly. Decorating shouldn’t be causing you to almost cry but you wanted to give Doyoung a good first Christmas together and as much as you wanted to act like you didn’t care and that it isn’t a big deal to you it is. You want him to know that you care that he is different from all the other people that you dated. Because if it were anyone else you wouldn’t have even bothered with the stupid lights.
Doyoung must have heard you sniffle or could hear it in your voice that you were close to tears because he quickly pulls you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you and starts to gently sway the two of you back and forth. You hide your face in his chest and try to calm yourself down.
“Why are you crying over Christmas lights? I thought you didn’t even like this holiday that much?” Doyoung gently asks you.
“I don’t like this holiday but it’s our first Christmas together and I wanted to do it right. I wanted us to have the decorations and the stupid tree. I want us to have a good first Christmas together and for you to know that I care.” That gets you a squeeze and another head kiss from Doyoung. He pulls you away from his chest and wipes away the few tears that managed to escape your eyes.
“Y/n thank you for wanting to give us a good first Christmas together, but you don’t have to put in all this effort. As long as you are here with me to celebrate, I don’t care about the lights, the tree, or even gifts.”
“Really?” You question as you search Doyoung’s face for any signs that he is just telling you what you want to hear.
“Really, if you want to decorate for our first Christmas, I’ll help you but, if you want to just forget it and not bother with any decorations that’s fine with me too.”
“You have to stop being sweet or I’m going to start crying even more,” you demand, there’s no heat behind your statement and Doyoung knows that you don’t mean it.
“Alright I’ll stop being sweet in a moment. But before I stop, I want you to know that I know you care and that this relationship means something to you.” You pull in a breath and bite your lip. You’re going to cry again you can feel it. “I also want you to know that I care and that our first Christmas together is already perfect because it’s with you.”
“You need to stop talking and kiss me now. Otherwise, I’m going to start crying and there is going to be no stopping it,” you warn Doyoung. He smiles at you before leaning in and touching his lips to yours. Your wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in closer to you. Doyoung tightens is hold around you and the two of you don’t break apart until the need for air becomes too much.
Pulling slightly apart Doyoung rubs his nose against yours and normally you would make a comment about him being cheesy and how you hate all those corny romantic gestures. But this time you don’t say anything and instead lean in to give Doyoung’s lips a quick kiss.
“I don’t want to bother with the lights but let’s at least get a tree. I need somewhere to put your present.” You look up at Doyoung and can tell that he is trying to keep his laughter in.
“Okay let’s go get a tree.” Doyoung slides you off his lap and stands, he pulls you up with him. Before he lets you go, he pulls you in close to him and leans down to kiss you before he kisses you though he whispers into your ear, “Best Christmas I’ve had so far.”
