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@ᵃ kim youngdae. crossing his arms over his chest, dongpyo watched the older male vanish up the stairs, his brows shooting up in disbelief. it was rare—no, unheard of—for his charms to fall flat, and yet, here he was, left standing with nothing but the faint echo of retreating footsteps. "well, that’s a first," he muttered under his breath, a playful snicker escaping as he shook his head. giving up on his pending mail, he his heel and headed toward the elevator, determined to avoid another encounter with that big meanie.

@ᵒ son dongpyo. upon hearing the male mentioning his parents, youngdae realised an agenda he forgot to do. "Ah, that's what I forgot." he mumbled to himself. "Poor suffering kitty, yeah right." the actor shook his head again as he watch the other seemingly acting vulnerable. Looking away as if to contemplate, youngdae directed his attention back to the other again, opening his mouth but giving a long pause before continuing. "Yep, nope. Stay curious~" He laughed before turning towards the stairs.

@ᵃ kim youngdae. "i’m out here because my parents said their package would arrive today. i really thought it’d show up, but apparently, the delivery got delayed." his eyes narrow slightly as he studies your expression, suspicion creeping in. "so mean.." he huffs, a playful pout forming on his lips once again. "here you are, all cozy and content, and yet, you won’t share even a little bit of that holiday cheer with a poor, suffering kitty like me." his words trail off into a dramatic mumble as he twists his tail between his fingers, the small motion adding a touch of endearing vulnerability to his teasing demeanor.

@ᵒ son dongpyo. "well~" leaving it as that, a cheeky grin formed across youngdae's face before his face changed back to a neutral state upon hearing the next set of words. "why are you waiting out here? you can come to collect it after receiving a notification, no?" he shook his head at the exaggerated sadness of the other. When he was probed to show his parcel again, youngdae attempt to dismiss it with a wave of his hand. "Knowing how you'd react, I'd say no thank you, unlike you, my christmas is going fine so far."

@ᵃ kim youngdae. "are you implying that i’m boring /and/ bad? how rude! why would santa ever return my letters? i’m a very good boy, thank you very much." he huffed dramatically, shaking his head as if deeply offended, though the playful glint in his eyes gave him away. "actually, i’m waiting for my presents, but it looks like they won’t be here today," he lamented, tilting his head with a touch of theatrical sadness, his lower lip jutted out into an exaggerated pout. "my christmas night has been tragically uneventful, mister. so, why not share whatever mysterious, exciting thing you’ve got going on, hmm?"

@ᵒ son dongpyo. squinting his eyes at the shorter male when the other imitated his actions of hiding items behind their backs, youngdae rolled his eyes at the other's comment. seeing that the other's expression that was everything but convincing and from what he saw, youngdae assumes that it's just a couple of letters. "your secret? doubt it's something worth knowing." bringing his parcel forward to clutch on it tightly to his body, youngdae furrowed his brows, looking suspiciously at the other. "you couldn't be waiting for more returns of santa's letters, could you? did you send letters to north pole everyday?"

@ᵃ kim youngdae. his grin only widened as the taller male hastily hid the package, the secrecy making it all the more intriguing. dongpyo’s feline curiosity practically radiated from him, his ears twitching at the sight. "ah-ah, i asked first, pretty boy" he chimed, his tone teasing and sing-songy. "i’ll share my secret only if you spill yours. fair trade, don’t you think?" rocking on his heels with a playful bounce, his eyes sparkled with mock innocence that was anything but convincing. then, as if to double down on the playful challenge, he tucked his letters behind his back, mirroring youngdae's actions. "don’t worry," he added, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "i won’t tell anyone you’ve got a secret santa".

@ᵒ son dongpyo. Only noticing the other when he heard the voice, Youngdae halted his tracks and instinctively hid his parcel behind his back. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” He turned his head towards dongpyo before his eyes were directed towards the stack of letters the other was holding. “What about you? Did Santa return your letters? Or are you in a middle of a job?” He lifted his brows as he glanced up at the other, silently urging the other to react.

@ᵃ kim youngdae. waiting on mail from his family across the country, dongpyo lingered by the mailboxes, a stack of letters clutched against his chest. his eyes trailed after youngdae, noting the other's enthusiasm. curiosity sparked, and pyo couldn’t resist. "oh, someone’s in a hurry!” he chirped, voice laced with playful mischief. “christmas love letters, mm? or maybe… a hand-knit scarf? homemade cookies? ooh, let me guess—a romantic mixtape?” his lips curled into a grin as he tossed in a little shoulder shimmy for good measure, eyes twinkling with amusement. “must be so nice to have an admirer~”

@ᵒ son dongpyo. brisk walking past the entrance, youngdae quickly took out his mailbox key, eager to retrieve the contents inside. turning the key and opening the mailbox, he peeked in before inserting his hand to take out a small package which was delivered as scheduled. Locking up the mailbox after, he was ready to head back up to his place.