Yeah, he overslept. This is fine.

FUCKING HEART EYES

|| words cant explain how fucking devastated i am about the whole wonho ideal.

Twitter tryna get rid of me bc im too lazy to use this app .... i see you 👀👀👀

Ho, ho, fucking hoe. 8)

"Oh, Rosenthal, you don't gotta ask me twice." He snickered, doing exactly that.

The chaos prince snickers, head tilting with a grin. "I don't think you gotta be Santa to know what I want, Ezra." He snickers, planting a kiss on his lips.

He wrapped his arms gently around the other, a smirk appearing before his features. “And what’ve you been up to?” He asked, teasingly pulling down Ezra’s hat. “Getting festive??”

He grins, cupping his cheeks with a smile. "So Santa, got any plans later, then?" He asked, finger trailing down his jawline with a hum. "Thinking maybe we can fuck around and have a drink or two."

Now, that peaked his interest. "Eggnog?" He asked, humming a bit. "Let's add it with some bourbon and bitch we got ourselves a deal."

“You’re not wrong.” He added, snickering to himself. He lifted himself from the other’s legs, giving the other a hand. “Well? Let’s go get our drinks on.”

Oho. Merry Christmas indeed 8)

He sneaks behind ( ❖ ) | 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 ( s.h ) , box in hand. “ELIE CHOI.” He shouts. “I got you a little something.” He says, handing him a box wrapped with .. paper that have Elie face all over.

“I made it — duh. I also had to wait for the right time for you to do your stupid face at work.” 8) He gently pushes the present towards Elie, smiling. “Go on !! Open it!!! But save the wrapping paper —“ >8/

Once the box is fully unopened, it reveals a big charcoal drawing set. “Kian’s always telling me how you’re into art and shit, and I happened to stumble upon this so. I thought I’d get it for you.” A small grin. “Hope you like it, Elie Choi.” :)

He wants his Daehyun — grabby hands!!!

He wraps his arms around his waist and kisses his lips. “Merry Christmas to you, Daehyun.” He smiles, stroking his cheek.

He shoves his hands back into his pockets and grins. “Well, it’s nothing I guess.” Then, he points his finger at him. “Not a word about this to anyone — you got it, Elie Choi!” 8)

﹙♚﹚「sᴇʀᴀᴄʜɪᴇʟ 」 — ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ·s ғᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ғʀᴜɪᴛ ↳ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ sɪɴ - ғᴀʟʟᴇɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ / ᴀssᴀssɪɴ ᴏᴄ - ʟᴏʏᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ - ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ( ↻ + ♡ ? ) — ᴀ sᴏɴɢ ʙʏ #ʙʟᴜᴇᴊᴀᴇ

“Well, it was boring —“ He smiles, looking at the shorter with a grin. “Aaaaand then you showed up and made everything better.” 8)