Shut up, it's still Christmas in my heart damn it.
(Art above is made by me ùwú)
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"(Y-Y/N)..."

"Shh. Just leave it to me, Ell."

"You're in too deep..."

"Ah..."

"Fuck."

"(Y/N)—"

"What in the world is going on here?" Edd barges into the living room, wondering why the 2 girls were taking so long.

"(Y/N)'s stuck after trying to clean the fireplace..." Ell explains, gesturing to your bottom, your upper body was deep inside the huge chimney. Inaudible curse words came out of your mouth as the twins grabbed your legs in an attempt to pull you out of the chimney.

After 15 minutes went by of failed attempts, they were finally able to pull you out, but then you were immediately sent to the bathroom to shower by Edd, in fear that you might scare the caroling children in the neighborhood.

You take a quick shower then changed into your Christmas sweater. The rest of the gang was up in the living room or kitchen, preparing everything for the upcoming party.

That will occur in 2 days.

"Uh...remind me again why we have to prepare this early?" You ask Matt as you help him decorate the tall Christmas tree.
"I don't know really. The decorations are usually the most important part when it comes to Christmas. It doesn't really feel like Christmas if you don't see your stockings hanging near the chimney, or the wreath at the doorway, the random ugly Christmas sweater hanging in the backyard, or even the mistletoe hanging under the kitchen doorwa—" Matt pauses.

The ginger-haired boy then spent a solid 3 minutes, glaring at the small plant that hung under the doorway, then went back to hanging the decorations on the Christmas Tree, not saying anything else to you.

"Okay then..."

After a few more minutes, you and Matt take a break when you suddenly see a good amount of snowfall from the sky. This immediately tingled your child-like senses and you immediately dash to your room, putting on everything that helped you keep warm in the winter cold.

"I'm out to play in the snow!!" You announce before rushing out.

Ell's eyes lit up. "Oh my god, snowball fight?" The brunette tugged her twin brother's sweater. Edd turns to her, holding a bittersweet grin, "Snowball fight!"

The look that they gave each other was enough for them to remember the fun memories they shared when they were kids. Especially that one time when Grandmother Susan was somehow used as a shield for the intense snowball fight they were having. They even remember how they were told off by their adoptive parents, saying that she wasn't an object and whatnot.

Hearing the loud cheers made Tord groggily stand up from his comfortable position near the fire and looked out the window to see you rolling huge rounded chunks of snow and he immediately remember the time Grandmother Susan helped him make his first perfect snowman after so many failed attempts even when it was freezing.

Tom finds himself turning down the volume of the TV as he yawns, hearing the distant laughter that came from just outside his window. He was about to resume the movie that played on the TV when he suddenly heard a loud bang on his door.

He groaned, "Matt, go away!"

"Please! You don't even have to play! Just lay down on the snow or something! It doesn't feel complete without you!" He hears the muffled sounds of his youngest brother from just the other side of the door.

The eyeless male takes a good look at the snow outside and couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as he remembers a memory from when he was still a kid. He remembered being super mesmerized by how cold yet soft the snow was under him, adjusting to his figure perfectly as he sunk deeper into the snow. It was a rather comforting experience after a tiring day of school. He was just about to fall asleep when suddenly...

"OH MY GOODNESS! OLIVER, TOM COLLAPSED IN THE SNOW! PAULINE!"

The panicked cries of his Grandmother jolted him away from his sleepy state. He remembered that he was just about to sit up when he suddenly felt strong arms lift him up bridal style. "Tom?! Tom, are you okay?!?" The voice of his adoptive father rang loudly through his ears,

"Yes, dad! I'm completely fine! I was just enjoying the snow before Grandma ruined the moment!"

And before he knew it, Tom was grabbing his coat, wrapping the scarf around his neck and putting on his earmuffs.
"I'll meet you outside!" Tom yells,
"Alright!" Matt responds, his footsteps making loud thuds as he runs out the door.

As soon as the ginger-haired boy steps foot into the snow, he was already attacked by a white blur, making him stumble a bit. "Headshot!" You and Tord high five each other.

"Hey! That's not fair! I barely even got to prepare!" Matt complains.
"Well, you should've thought more carefully before you stepped into the snow, Mattie!" You say, already preparing another ball in your hand."

You all hear the door swing open again to reveal Tom.

"Alright! The gang's complete! We can do a 3v3 round now! Loser team does what the Winner team says, so everyone pick y—"

"TORD AND ELL ARE MINE!" You practically yelled, wrapping your arm around Ell's waist, pulling her closer to you as you tighten your grip around Tord's wrist.
Ell laughed, "Well, the rich girl has spoken." She shrugs as if she had no other choice. "The warmup round really had my adrenaline pumping! Jehovah's Witness will be my one and only target!" Tord began to crack his knuckles, eyeing the team on the other side.

"Okay! I'll take Edd!" You announce playfully, putting on your childish persona.

"Then I'm left with Matt!"

"OKAY, EVERYONE! Before things get too violent here, There should at least be one person who'll play support for each team, the one who will be making snowballs and defenses!" Edd says, like the peacemaker that he is.

Ell turns to look at you, "Matt seems like he's gonna go for support so I'm gonna be support too! You and Tord just focus on kicking some butt!"

"Alright!" Your team fist bumps the air.

"You missed a spot, jerkwad." Tom points to the corner of his room where a tiny speck of dust laid.

"For crying out—that wasn't even noticeable! Gimme a break!" Tord complains.

"Did I order you to speak?" Tom says, taking a gulp of his bottle.

The blue-hoodied male then turns to Ell, who was wiping the windows very quietly, in fear of being scolded.

"You. Move faster, you Ninnyhammer! I don't have all night!" Tom's loud, slurred up voice was enough to startle her, making her drop the towel she was holding.

"Right! Sorry, sorry!" Ell apologizes frantically.

Matt and Edd watch from the background, letting Tom take charge of bossing their siblings around. Honestly, all they wanted was for the losing team to make them hot choco or something after the cold snowball fight, but it seemed Tom had other plans...

The eldest then went out to the backyard, looking for the last member of the losing team. You. Unfortunately, you were nowhere in sight, and it was cold and dark too, where could you have gone?

The eyeless male then hears some giggling from the bushes. Tom groans, slipping on his boots to go out in the snow. He pulled aside the bushes to see you on your phone, completely slacking off of your job.

"Hey. What do you think you're doing?"

Tom's deep voice surprised you and you could swear your heart was ready to yeet itself out of your chest. "AHH! TOM! DON'T STARTLE ME LIKE THAT, I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK JEEZ!" You exclaim.

Yet the face of the male looking down on you held no emotion.
After a hot minute of having a staring contest with him, Tom fixed his posture.

"Get in the house."

"Hah...Nah." You decided to play with him. After all, he gave you the hardest job to do! Shoveling out the snow from the backyard? Seriously? That was more of something that Tord should do! Not you! Not poor you!

"Get in," Tom says again, and once more, you say,

"No."

"Get in. Now."

You huff, "Make m—"

Tom quickly pulled you up from your sitting position, making you stand. Once he had you in his hold, he covered your mouth.

"Trust me, that's a sentence you don't want to finish."

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[sexual innuendos up ahead!!]

"Thanks so so so much for coming with me for a shopping trip today, (Y/N)!! Everyone else is always too lazy to come with me whenever it's for Christmas shopping." The ginger-haired boy says, grabbing your hand and began to swing it back and forth as you two walked.

"No problem, Matt. I had nothing else planned today, anyway." You give him a small smile.

"Okay! So I've made a list of the gifts I want to give everyone for Christmas. Uh, it's mostly consisted of clothes. The style that everyone likes. You wanna see?" Matt hands you the list he made.

"Oh...I didn't know Ell was into Gucci? What an expensive girl." You chuckle. Skimming and scanning the rest of the list. You give a nod to Matt and he takes this as a green light.

You both went into a very well known department store. It was simple enough, help Matt pick some clothes that his siblings would like and that's it. He also said that you could pick some clothes that would catch your eye and he'd pay for it. This was basically a huge opportunity to...

seduce him?

No, no...you wouldn't put it that way.

Maybe tease him just a little. Poke fun on his hormones.

With all these thoughts going through your head, you find yourself smirking.

"Mattie! I think I'm content with these! Would you mind going with me to the dressing room?"

Matt's head jerks up, eyes wide and reddened cheeks, "G-go with you where?!"

You playfully rolled your eyes. "The dressing room. I'm just gonna try on the clothes I chose and you just tell me what you think of it! Get your mind out of the gutter." You giggle, you honestly didn't even try yet he's already flustered.

"B-but isn't that something like a boyfriend would do?" He tilts his head to the side like a lost puppy as he walks by your side to the dressing room.

"Yeah. You're a boy and you're my friend. I don't see the problem here." You said, failing to hide the smug smile that was constantly growing on your lips.

The redhead sighs.

You let yourself in a vacant dressing room as Matt sits on one of the empty seats.
You then started to slip into a cute one first that you saw.
It had a very simple design. You didn't want to surprise the male right away.

You get out of the room, dressed in a nice oversized Pikachu hoodie and denim shorts that stop just above your knee. "So? What do you think?" You ask him.

"It's casual! I like it! But it wouldn't be very fitting for winter I think..." He says, and you nod, going back into the room to try for more new outfits.

Next, you come out wearing a plain white dress shirt, a black ribbon tied neatly around the collar and leggings that tightly hug your curves.

"You look like an office lady with that...but whatever suits your taste!"

Okay...guess that type of thing isn't his style.

Time to bust out the big boys.

You slowly open your door once more. Wearing a short, sleeveless black dress that stops at your mid-thighs. "I plan on this as my sleepwear, though. I don't want to go out in public looking like a prostitute." You chuckle.

"U-Um..."

"Hm? Does it look ugly on me?"

"No! Not at all! Everything looks good on you b-but..."

"But?"

"Never mind! It looks great. If it's comfortable too then that's perfect for sleeping!" He says, giving you a thumbs up but then immediately looking away from you, covering his nose and mouth. Damn, his whole face is red.

"Matt."

"YEah?" His voice cracks. Matt proceeds to force his eyes to look at you once more.

You struggle to hold back a laugh,

"Are you a virgin?"

His indigo eyes widen and he looks away again.

"Hmm?"

You bring your face closer to his reddened face. You had no idea where this sudden confidence came from, but you're a sucker for his flushed face. It's so cute.

All Matt could do was give a hum as a response while nodding his head a "yes." He gave up on trying to find words, submitting to you.
You then ruffled up his hair, giggling.

"That was a counterpunch to the little scheme you pulled on me with the 'would you actually date me?' BS from a while ago." You said, putting on a smirk before heading back into the dressing room, leaving the poor boy alone with a flushed face

...and tight pants.
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"Edd! Heyy! Whatcha doing?" You pop your head into the kitchen, curious about what the brunette is doing on a wonderful afternoon. You let yourself enter the room, seeing familiar baking materials settled on the kitchen island.

"I'm practicing my baking skills by making gingerbread cookies. Ah, could you get an egg from the fridge, please? Only one." He asks as he continues to check every ingredient to see if they were the correct measurement that was in the book.

"Oh, sure!" You respond, looking through the fridge, grabbing one then bringing it over to the male. "I wanna help! Do you need me to do anything else? I'm not really experienced in baking myself but I could try!" You chirp.

Edd surprisingly ignored you (which he never does) and grabbed a sieve and started to sift together 6 cups of flour, and a tablespoon of baking powder, ginger, nutmeg, cloves, and cinnamon.

"Um, Edd?" You call him out and this time, he finally turns to you. "Ah, sorry! You were saying?" He asks.

"I want to help. Is there anything else you want me to do?" You ask him once more.
"Oh. Well, can you mix these ingredients for me?" He asks, smiling sheepishly.

"Oh, sure!" You reply. Edd grabs a medium-sized bowl.
"It says here, you have to mix together the shortening, molasses, brown sugar, water, egg, and vanilla." He says, handing you a whisk.

The male begins to put in the necessary ingredients into the bowl. He moves ver efficiently, pouring every single ingredient in there like it was liquid. He said he was only practicing, but damn, he looks like he's working as a baker full time.

"...but all you have to do is just gradually stir it." He says, the feel of his chocolate brown eyes gazing up at you brought you back from your tiny fantasy. "Think you can do that?" He asks, giving you a cute smile.

"U-uh!! Yeah! Sounds simple enough!" You scratch your neck, taking the whisk he gave you and began to stir the ingredients together. You looked back at the brunette as he began to set up the counter, putting something to cover the counter. He looked so attractive this way, so calm and collected.

Feeling a pair of eyes digging into him, Edd cocks his head towards your direction, and surprise fell on his face. "Ah! (Y/N)! Not like that!" He says, grabbing your hand to make you stop. You didn't notice the mess that you've created until you finally paid attention to your surroundings.

Pieces of the unmixed ingredients were scattered all over the counter, and some fell onto your clothing and the floor. "Oh my god! E-Edd! I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention..." You frantically apologized.

All Edd did was heave out a deep sigh, which you totally understand, but then you see that contagious smile once more, and your heart did a backflip. "It's fine. Here, I'll show how it's done." He walked up behind you and gently grabbed both of your hands. He placed your left hand to hold the bowl and took your right hand with the whisk and began to guide your hand as it did a continuous circle.

"Nice! Okay, just keep doing that, and I'll start to add the dry ingredients!" He says, his warm hands completely letting go of yours. You felt a bit weird and bubbly inside when he technically just wrapped his arms around you from the back. It was so different from his usual hugs...it felt nice.

You kept stirring at the same pace he taught you as he began to add in the previously mentioned ingredients that he sieved. You continue to stir it until it was starting to look a bit like dough. Edd looked over your shoulder, "Alright! That looks perfect! You can rest your arm now." He chuckles.

Your stirring came to a halt and you sighed in delight.

Edd began to divide the dough into 3 pieces and pat down to 1 and a half-inch of thickness. "(Y/N), could you hand over the plastic wrap please?" He points behind you. You quickly oblige and gave him the plastic wrap.

He began to cover the dough in plastic wrap then put them in the refrigerator. "Okay, it says to leave the dough to freeze for at least 3 hours...uh...what do you wanna do in the meantime?" Edd asks right after he closes the refrigerator.

In the end, you and Edd played Uno until you heard your timer beeping, signaling that the 3 hours were up.

You preheat the oven to about 350 degrees Fahrenheit.

You made your way to Edd, who was lightly pouring flour on the surface. Edd then took out a rolling pin and began to smoothen the dough to about one-fourth inch of thickness. The brunette then takes out a cookie cutter in the shape of the familiar gingerbread man and started to cut out the dough.

You helped place each one of them on a cookie sheet and put them in the preheated oven to bake for 10 to 12 minutes.

"Oh! (Y/N)! It's time for your favorite part! Decorating!" Edd says after hearing the timer beep. You immediately jump up from your seat and went straight to the kitchen.
"You know what? I'll take about 5 gingerbread men to decorate and you take the rest since you're so excited." Edd chuckles at your excited attitude towards decorating.

"Heck yes!" You cheer, grabbing the already-prepared colorful icing set on the counter.

Edd felt his heart jump a little as he watches your beautiful, smiling face. It was a sight he wishes he would see for the rest of his life.
Having no control of his actions, his hand suddenly grabs your shoulder and began to slide down to intertwine his fingers with yours.

Your heartbeat began to quicken as his face inched closer and closer to yours. You closed your eyes and unknowingly puckered up your lips, preparing for what's about to come.

All of that and yet all you felt was a warm sensation on your left cheek.

Your eyes shot open, your heart still jumped around and about your chest despite the moment already being over.

"(Y/N), you're so pretty."

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Q&A SEGMENT BEFORE THE NEXT PART!

Thanks so much to people that left a question! I'll try my absolute best to answer them!

- EXHINGOL-DOLOCINE asks...^

Definitely, yeah! That's what I was going for right from the start! I wouldn't want anyone to get left out.

- -Moon-Stars- asks...^

Hmm...we'll see!

Yeppers! :)

It all depends on (Y/N) with that question!

Oh! Do you mean Aiden? Your answer will be answered once they interact more! Oh...and about the "Army Leaders" thing, no one is an Army Leader in this story, sorry to disappoint!

I'd say "August" by Chase Atlantic and "Lemon" by Kenshi Yonezu as of right now!

I don't have much to go by now...I'd say Ally. But my online persona would go by Toki!

I speak English, Filipino, and can read and write Arabic! (not speak it tho, i suck at that area)

You can take this drawing as a kind of reference as to how I look like-

I'm a the most extroverted when I'm with the people I'm close with, but my introverted nature comes out when I'm with strangers!

The cinema to watch Frozen 2 for the third time ;-;

Writing and drawing, but mostly watching Youtube!

Thanks so much for the questions! Especially Moon-Stars! I hope I gave you the answers you wanted—or at least satisfied with! Thanks so much again!

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"And why exactly did you want to come with me to the orphanage again? I won't be staying long anyway...and don't you have those extracurricular classes you have to study for, too?" You said, putting in the remaining gifts and put them into the boxes. Laurel then put them in the back of the van.

The Norwegian male sheepishly stared down at the ground. "I just wanted to visit a special someone to give him something."

Something about that little statement was cute in itself, he even had a small tint of pink dusted on his cheeks.

"...Well...when you say it like that...I can't say no." You chuckle, glancing a bit to the side.

"Laurel, Tord's coming with us, do you mind?" You ask the bluenette, and all she did was give you a nod and a thumbs up. "Oh, she's fine with it. Alright, let's go!" You get in the van, and Tord following after.

"Thanks for letting me tag along...even though the orphanage was only expecting you to come..." Tord scratched his neck.

"Hey! It's no biggie. All I'm gonna do is greet the children a happy holiday and drop their gifts off. I'd also like to meet the 'someone' you said that you were gonna give something to. What's his name, anyway?" You ask.

"Richard." He says.

"Richard Regan?" Laurel suddenly asks from the driver seat.

Tord seems a bit surprised, "Uh, yeah. Do you know him?"

"Yeah, of course. I know every child there. Richard moved to the orphanage a year ago after his father unfortunately passed away from a car accident and his mother didn't want to take him in. It's sad, really. I'm glad he's enjoying the orphanage." Laurel shortly explains as she focuses on the road.

"Yeah."

You turn your head towards the male.
He keeps his head low beside you, but you could just about see the sad smile he had on his face.

You hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder.

He takes note of your action and places his hand on yours.

"Takk skal du ha."

You give him a reassuring smile, "Ikke noe problem."

The familiar figure of the building begins to form in the distance as the van parks itself at the very front of the building. Children began to swarm the space in the curiosity about who was visiting them.

When they see you slowly step out of the car, the children started to cheer.

"Miss (Y/N)!! Hello!!"

"Welcome back, Miss (Y/N)!"

"We've missed you!"

"Yay! The gifts arrived!"

All you did was giggle, waving at the children who were waving at you and smiling at the children who only looked at you in admiration. You kind of liked the attention, feeling like some sort of celebrity.

Tord quietly followed behind you, hands in his pockets as he nonchalant waved off some children who bothered to acknowledge his existence.

You finally get into the establishment. At first, you wanted to check the garden once more, to get a breath of nice fresh air, but Tord insisted that you both go to the hospital side of the orphanage.

You agreed, the garden could wait later anyways.

"So...what did Richard do to be able to receive a gift from you?" You asked, breaking the silent atmosphere.

"Well...his story just...clicked with me. Our past has some similarities." He said.
You nod, and you continue to walk in silence until Tord opens his mouth again, "This hospital-like side of the building is both scary and comforting for me. Seeing the children here, who're unable to play like the kids we met outside makes me feel sad...but happy that they're receiving the treatment they get. Richard,"

Tord pauses, taking a deep breath. He turns to you, smiling like he's proud of something.

"You see, Richard was in the accident that killed his dad. He ended up losing his left arm. He ended up having to get a prosthetic arm, isn't that cool? Anyway, he's fully healed but insists to stay in this side so that he could cheer up the children who're still bound to their beds. He's such a brave kid." Tord talked such admiration towards this particular child.

It was quite endearing. Tord had coursed in Electronic Engineering and encountering someone who is a literal cyborg could be quite exciting for someone like him.

As you approached the archway that led to the hospital rooms, some children pointed at the male beside you and yelled, "LORD TORD!!"

You struggle to hold back a laugh at the nickname, "L-Lord Tord?" You ask, nudging your Norwegian friend. Tord looks at you with a bit of embarrassment on his face, but then faced the child who had called him out.

"Yes! It is I, Lord Tord. How have you been, my aspirants?" He asked in such a tone like he was an actual "Lord."

"We've been doing great!" The two children responded in unison.

"Hm, okay, is this an inside joke between you and the kids that I don't know about?" You chuckle, catching the attention of Tord's so-called "aspirants."

"OH!! M-MISS (Y/N)! I HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE WITH LORD TORD! ARE YOU POSSIBLY HIS WIFE?" A child around 7 had randomly asked.

'Ah shit, here we go again.' Your shoulders drop heavily at the question.

"W-wife? Miss (Y/N), are you cheating on papa Edd from the puppy kingdom for someone called 'Lord Tord'"? You jolted at the familiar voice.

"K-Keres! Ah—I mean—Lexie?" You ask, a bit confused on who was talking.

However, the familiar little girl just giggled, "I'm Lexie, Miss (Y/N)! Anyway, did you and papa Edd break up? Is that why I see you with this other man?" She says, her big round eyes look up at you with sad curiosity, yet her voice remained happy and cheerful.

Tord gave you a very, very confused expression. "(Y/N), is she actually you and Edd's daughter? Did you guys actually married without us knowing?" He worriedly asks.

"WHAT?! No! It's all just prete—" You stop yourself and turn to look back at the curious girl. You heaved a deep sigh and knelt down her level.

"No, Lexie. I'm not cheating on papa Edd. You know why? Because cheating is a very, very bad thing to do to someone you love. And This," You pulled Tord's sleeve, making him fall to the ground. "is just 'Lord Tord.' He is just my friend who is accompanying me because he wants me to meet a boy named 'Richard' and give him something, okay? Papa Edd is just busy taking care of our Lexie back at Unicorn Island!" You explain in such detail that it seemed to bring back the brightness in Lexie's eyes.

"Oh, okay! But can I come with you to see Richard, Lord Tord?" She asks, approaching the red attired male. "Of course," Tord replies, standing back up and offering his hand to Lexie. Lexie happily takes his hand and walks forward.

You let out a breath of relief and followed right after.

You finally reach Richard's room and Tord gently knocks on it as he still held Lexie's hand.

"Coming!"

The door clicks and opens, revealing a boy around 9 years old, with huge grey orbs and dark hair. His prosthetic left arm was the first thing you noticed. You honestly thought it looked pretty cool.

"Ahh! Richie!" Lexie attacks the boy with a surprise hug, making the boy tumble over.

"Lexie! Ugh! Let go of me!! Didn't I tell you to not call me that stupid nickname?!" Richard tried to pry Lexie's arms off him but fails. He gives up after a minute of wrestling with her. Fortunately, Lexie let go after she was satisfied.

"Oh! Ah, Lord Tord! Miss (Y/N)! Hi..." He greets, regaining his breath.

Tord ruffles the boy's curly hair, making it messier than it already was. "What did I say about you dropping the 'Lord' whenever it's only us? You're my right-hand man after all." He said and Richard only chuckles.

You stand in the background telling some more stories to Lexie as the two boys talk.

"...but (Y/N) and I don't have much time to spend so, here," You see Tord hand over a medium-sized rectangular box that was wrapped with a cartoonish robot face designed all over it.

Richard's eyes widen, "A-A...a gift?!! For me??" The boy couldn't believe it, getting a present from someone as cool and awesome as Tord? It feels like an absolute dream! "Thanks so so so much!!" The boy couldn't stop smiling.

"You can open it later on when the annual party starts, okay?" Tord grins, patting Richard's shoulder.

"I will!!! This will be the first present I'm gonna open! Thank you so much again, Tord!" He says, his smile was brighter than the sun.

"Well, we better get going now, huh, (Y/N)?" The male turns to look at you. You nod, smiling sweetly. You look down at Lexie, "I'm going back to puppy kingdom now, make sure to always be the behaved good girl that you are so that Santa can give you many more gifts next year, okay?" You said, kissing the top of her head.

She giggles, "I will, Miss (Y/N)! I promise!" She says.

"That's good! We'll get going now." You make your way towards the door.
Before you could take hold of the doorknob, something hugs your legs, you jump a bit, not expecting the action. You turn around and see Richard, his cute face snuggled your knees.

"Thank you for visiting us again, Miss (Y/N)! Please always take care of Tord! He must be a very cool boyfriend!" He says, grinning brightly.

Lexie does a loud gasp as if she was offended, "Uwahh???? You big dummy! Miss (Y/N) is married to Emperor Edd in the puppy empire! Lord Tord is just her friend!" She slaps Richard's back, making the boy let go of your legs.

"O-Ow! Okay, sorry! I didn't know Miss (Y/N) was already married!" Richard defends.

"Well!!! You should know better than to assume next time! You dumb-dumb!!"

"I will, I will!! Jeez..."

"Good Richie!"

"I told you not to call me that!"

"Wah??? But it's cute! Like...you!"

"Huh? Cut it out! It's embarrassing!"

"Hehe! You secretly it don't you, Richieee~~?"

"Ughhh...sorry you had to see that Miss (Y/N—" The two children look around, noticing that the adults had suddenly disappeared.

"Look what you've done! You scared away Miss (Y/N) and Tord!!" Richard turns back to the girl.

"All because of the fact that you couldn't accept a simple nickname." Lexie's high pitched voice fades away, the familiar monotone voice filling the whole sentence.

Richard sighs deeply, "Keres, just get out of my room please."

"We really should watch what we tell the kids...they believe anything we say..." You rub your temples as you and Tord walk towards the entrance of the establishment.

"There's no way you made up anything that Lexie said." Tord says.

"Correct. That was all Edd's doing. I just had to fuel it or else Lexie would be disappointed...I hate disappointing children." You chuckle a bit, turning to Tord, "And what's with all this 'Lord Tord' stuff?"

"...I was just a super good listener to what the kids had to say. Children who are bedridden really need that. For someone to just listen. Because of that, they began to see me as someone who's super cool and independent. A child just started to randomly call me Lord Tord then everyone just followed after." He snickers, recalling the amusing memory.

You nod.

"I feel like our time here was too short. Wanna play with the kids in the garden?" You suggest. Tord agrees so you make your way to the garden.
Of course, the children all recognize who you were and you had to go through the procedure of explaining to each and one of them that Tord wasn't your boyfriend.

You then went on to play loads of games with them; Tag, hide and seek, duck duck goose, word games, roleplaying and all of that.
It was fun, and the children's laughter and bright smiles really made you feel like you were back to being a kid again.

Until...

"As the new king, I say you kiss the princess if you really are as brave and daring as you say you are, Sir Turtle!" The kids giggle at Tord's knight name, and some squealed, wanting to see the two adults kiss each other, and some walked away.

"Oh, but King Buttface! Are you sure that you want me to kiss such delicate lips?"

"Do you want to save the princess, Sir Turtle?"

"Yes, King Buttface! But such a request—"

"Then do as I say, mortal!"

You let out a sigh, pretending to struggle in the rope that you were tied to. "Oh, Sir Turtle! Please save me! These rope are hard as steel! It is hurting my soft princess skin!

Quietly, Tord approaches you, and suddenly, your heartbeat quickens. You didn't think he'd actually do it. You look down, shutting your eyes tightly.
You can feel Tord's thumb and index finger grab your chin gently, making you look up to meet his gaze.

"Princess, please forgive me." He says, still in character.

His face inches closer and closer, yet you felt no contact on your lips. Instead, he went past your face to gently plant a soft kiss on your open neck.
All the nerves in your body felt all jittery, you had no idea what just happened. Was it appropriate for him to kiss there? You honestly think a kiss on the lips was more innocent than one on the neck.

Tord pulls away and gives you a sly smile.

Right,

This is the guy who stole your first kiss. Maybe that's why you feel like you have a whole garden of butterflies in your stomach.

He then turns to the child who plays as the evil king and asks, "Would that have been enough, King Buttface?"

The child looks stunned for a second before reverting back to his role.

"Why, yes! That kiss was absolutely disgusting enough that it made me retract from being king of this puny kingdom! I shall take my leave!" The child takes off the crown made of leaves, and climbed down the tree he was on.

Everyone was quiet for a hot second, before all burst in laughter. Except you.

"Right. The Princess and I will take our leave now, too. It was fun playing with you guys. Happy holidays!" Tord slides off the loosened rope that tied your wrists and grabbed your hands, walking towards the entrance of the establishment, waving goodbye to the kids as they waves back.

Tord turns back to you who was still blushing heavily from the action.

The Norwegian boy chuckles at your cute reaction, giving you another peck on your head, "Du er så søt, prinsesse."

"Shut your mouth."

~

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[following one-shot contains very obvious sexual innuendos!]

"(Y/N) drunk, please entertain~" You barge into the eyeless boy's room unannounced, bored and drunk out of your mind.

"Entertain yourself, (Y/N). I'm busy doing a project." Tom waves you off, not wanting to get caught up in your random wants.

"Awww! Why do that when you can do me~?" You slurred, falling down on Tom's bed and started to roll like the spoiled brat you are.

This does not sound like you at all, which made Tom turn his direction to you, only now realizing that you reeked of some type of smell he never smelled before. "What have you been drinking?" He asks, a small ball of concern started to form.

The blue-hoodied boy stands up from his seat and makes his way to the bed, to which you continued to roll in his scent. "(Y/N), sit up." He commands, and somehow, you followed.

"I'll ask again, what have you been drinking?" He asks, reaching his hand up to move a strand of hair away from your face.
You didn't answer and just looked at Tom with your (E/C) orbs shining brightly in the dimly lighted room. You looked like a totally different person.

You shakily opened your mouth, "Hahh...I feel hot..."

Tom widens his eyes when you suddenly jump him, the smell of that alcohol was all over him. Out of nowhere, a pitched whine reached his ears, and he could feel you grinding on him, your eyes full of need.

Oh fuck

fuck fuck fuck fuck

Did the alcohol have an aphrodisiac in it?
There's no way that (Y/N)'s doing this because she wants to.

She needs to.

Those are two different things.

(Y/N) doesn't want this. (Y/N) doesn't want this. (Y/N) doesn't want this...

Finally, Tom found it in his strength to grab you by the wrist, making you yelp in surprise by how tight he had grabbed you and pinned you down on the bed, there was no intention of him letting go. You let out a quiet moan, making the male jolt a bit by how...

divine

you had sounded.

He shook it off, not wanting to get distracted by you right now and tried to think of a way to snap you out of it.

"Tom...it's not calming down..." You breathed, the effects of the aphrodisiac felt so strong, all you wanted was some type of friction, anything. "Please~"

"(Y/N), stay here." Tom says, getting off if you and walked outside of the room.

Surprisingly, he came back and you were still laying down on his bed in a full heated frenzy.

Not in a million years would he ever admit this, but

You looked so hot.

Your cheeks were in a deep shade of red,

your lips a perfect shade of hot pink,

your body laid so helplessly on his bed

and some tears were starting to well up on your eyes making them sparkle innocently,

He wanted to take you so bad at that moment.

But you didn't want this.

He lets out a deep breath, "(Y/N), here, drink some water. That'll help you, so just trust me, okay?" He says, taking hold of your hand and pulled you up so that you could sit straight, handing you the glass of water.

Your hands shakily take the glass from his hands, your vision still in a haze.
After a few seconds of you just staring at the water, Tom helped you to swallow the liquid down.

"It tastes weird." Your voice went down octaves, horniness, and drunkenness all bottled into one voice. Your whole existence was basically seducing the male at this point.

"It has sleeping pills in it. Just wait for it to take effect. You're gonna lay down on my bed quietly like a good girl while I continue to work, okay?" He says, his hand reached up to your head and ruffled it. He could just about see you faintly smile at the contact as you closed your eyes.

Right, the pill seemed to do the trick.

And so, when the clock had strike 1 a.m, he saved the finishing touches of his project to his computer. Since Tom was far from sleepy (surprisingly), he got up, grabbed an extra blanket and left his room, his footsteps were light, in hope of not waking up his sleeping siblings.

As he reached the downstairs, he walked his way over to the fireplace, placing kindles, crumpling up a few newspapers into bundles and placed them on the grate and lastly putting on the logs. Tom then grabbed a lighter, setting the newspapers on fire. The dark living room bathed in the warm colors of the flame.

The male sighs, consuming the warmth of the fireplace. It was easily calming. The soft but sharp crackling of the fire plus the blanket that hugged his figure on the sofa was definitely the best way to fall asleep until he heard a quiet, groggy voice call out his name.

"Tom...?" You yawn, your sleepy figure hovered over him.

"Yeah?" He groaned, a bit annoyed that you had broken the peaceful atmosphere.

"I drooled all over your pillow."

"Okay. Now leave me alone."

"Your room was too cold."

"Turn on the heater then, dumbass."

"I didn't know how to."

"Ughh, do you expect me to do everything for you, your majes—"

"I wanna cuddle."

Once again, Tom groaned and harshly grabbed your arm, pulling you towards him. You let out a surprised sound by the action, but nonetheless tried your best to find a comfortable position in his tight embrace.

In 5 minutes, you were spooning Tom, finding comfort in playing with his hair. The male found this relaxing, eyelids were getting heavy by the second. "Just please know what you're drinking before you consume it." He tiredly says, yawning right after.

"Right. I'm sorry you had to experience that...I couldn't control myself...the stimulation felt so strong..."

Tom only hums in response.

20 more minutes went by, and you two were passed out on the sofa, sleeping peacefully until dawn.

~

~
Tom woke up to the most aggressive chest compressions of his life.

"WAKEY WAKEY, YOU RAPIST," Tord yelled right at his face while he continues to jump his entire weight on Tom's body.

"COMMIE, I SWEAR TO GOD YOU BETTER STOP BEFORE I SNAP YOUR FUCKING NECK IN HALF." He yelled back, followed by a groan.

He was way too tired to deal with this BS early in the morning. Tom only focused on the fact that you were no longer on the same sofa as him.

"YOU DESERVED THAT! EXPLAIN WHY (Y/N)'S EYES WERE SO RED LIKE SHE WAS CRYING WHEN SHE WAS SLEEPING WITH YOU!! YOU FORCED YOURSELF ON HER, DIDN'T YOU?" Tord grabs the eyeless male by the collar.

"WHAT?! I DIDN'T FORCE MYSELF ON HER! SHE WAS DRUNK SO I TOOK CARE OF HER! WHERE IS SHE ANYWAY?" Tom pushes his brother off him.

"Guys! Keep it down! You're gonna wake her up!" Edd's gentle voice makes the two turn to look at him. The brunette was cradling you, your head resting on his shoulder as your body sat on his lap. You let out some cute noises here and there, however, still sleeping peacefully through the chaotic bickering as Edd protectively wraps his arms around you.

"O-oh. Sorry." Tom apologizes the moment he saw your cute sleeping figure.

"You better be, you rapist!" Tord whisper-yelled.

"Shut it, devil horns. I didn't rape her. She came to me on her own record so stop fucking calling me that."

Suddenly, loud steps came coming down the staircase,

"IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!!!! WOOOO!!" Both Matt and Ell yelled, flailing their arms in the air and already have their party poppers in hand, killing the 2 minutes of silence.

The 3 boys who were already present in the living room harshly shushed the two excited 5-year-olds, making them quiet down almost immediately. They seemed confused as to why their older siblings were so strict in keeping the atmosphere quiet.

Matt does a dramatic gasp, "Did you guys murder someone?" He whispered.

Ell also does a dramatic gasp, "Oh my God! That's (Y/N)'s unconscious body!" The girl aggressively points to your sleeping being.

Matt shakily pulls out his phone, his fingers were trembling and on the verge of calling 999.

"Wait! We didn't murder (Y/N), you ginger dipstick! She's sleeping and you two were being the loudest howling hyenas known to mankind!" Tord scolds the two like an actual older brother for once.

"Well, it's Christmas! It's a super special day, what'd you expect us to do?!" Ell says, crossing her arms in annoyance.

"Ducks." All heads turn towards you.

"Fried duck is nice*yawn* with some mountain dew..." You mumbled, and slowly but surely, your eyes began to flutter open. You immediately feel the eyes of everyone in the room on you.

"Good morning?" You said in a more questioning tone, confused on the unwanted attention. "...Uh...did I accidentally ate Santa in my sleep...?"

"...IT'S CHRISTMAS!" Matt yells once more.

"O-oH YEAH! It's Christmas!!!" You jump off Edd's lap, which you didn't even know you were sleeping on. "Merry Christmas, everyone!" You chuckled awkwardly, still wondering why woke up to such an unusual sight.

You accidentally meet eyes with Tom, and last night flashed through your mind, making you redden with embarrassment, shyly covering your face by turning away from the male.

Tord notices your reaction towards Tom and he immediately tackles the older, putting him in a tight chokehold. "WHAT WAS THAT REACTION (Y/N) GAVE WHEN SHE SAW YOU, HUH? IS SHE TRYING TO FORGET SOMETHING THAT YOU DID? YOU KNOW, MAYBE WHEN YOU RA—"

Tom wastes no time in pulling out his elbow, directly hitting Tord's hip bone. It wasn't enough to hurt him but easily did the trick in stunning him, resulting in setting Tom free from the hold.
"FOR THE LAST TIME, I DIDN'T DO THAT! I WOULD NEVER DO THAT! WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR? Jesus Christ!" He exhales deeply, tired of Tord's morning bullcrap.

"E-Eh?? What's happening?" You turn to Edd, seriously confused about what was going on so early in the morning.

"Tord assumed that Tom had forced himself on you since your eyes were red from possibly crying and you were being tightly embraced by Tom on the sofa, all points had connected in his thick skull, so he made me hold you while he gives Tom a brotherly morning greeting."

You find yourself holding back a chuckle.

"Okay, calm down, guys." You get in between blue and red, holding a bright smile.

"It's Christmas, I only want to see your smiling faces today, okay?" You said, managing to actually calm the two down.

That morning, everyone had their Christmas breakfast, quickly taking a shower to head out to somewhere, anywhere.

You guys stopped by at the beach, only dipping your feet on the ice-cold water, enjoying the breeze, then packing up and leaving.

You guys then went to a cinema to see a new Christmas movie that came out. A popcorn fight almost rose within the literal cinema and you had no idea even how it started and how it calmed down.

Next was stopping by the nearest fast food restaurant that was near the gas station, which was pretty neat as you guys needed to refill the tank anyways. You almost even left Ell behind after she was taking too long in the restroom.

Last stop was this really nice scenery near at the end of a cliff. It had suddenly started raining hail after 5 minutes of arriving there, good thing Edd had packed you guys an umbrella each. The 6 of you enjoy the view in nice silence, the hard pitter-patter of hail just about rough enough to consider it relaxing made it even better.

And that was the last of the places, you now sat near the fireplace in comfy clothes. Everyone already had their hot cocoa and Christmas dinner was coming right after your little Secret Santa event.

"Alright, who should go first?" You ask, turning up the radio that played classic and iconic Christmas songs. You couldn't stop the permanent smile on your face, you were so excited for this moment, wishing so hard for one thing and one thing only. You really hope you get it this Christmas.

"Youngest!" Your best friends practically yelled, all shouting the same word. You all turn to Matt, who was flustered at first, but sighed heavily and went towards the Christmas tree to get the gift for his Secret Santa.

"Remember to describe who you got first!!" Ell reminds.

"Do I really have to?" Matt frowns a bit, nonetheless clearing his throat.

"Alright...uh...he's not the perfect older brother but I admire his determination at times. His rebellious persona is kinda cool, too and uh...yeah. Tord, Merry Christmas. I worked hard on my gift!" Matt approaches the Norwegian boy.

Tord looked surprised, not expecting to be called that fast, however, a huge smile was plastered on his face as Matt gave him a warm embrace. "Woah!! Thanks, Matt. I'll be sure to treasure whatever it is!"

The dirty-blonde haired male then walks to the center, repeating Matt's steps.

"Okay, so I'm gonna be honest, I based my gifts on my thoughts about her. She needs to know that she's working hard to reach her goals and I find that really inspiring and to me...she's perfect. I hope you like my gift, (Y/N)." Tord gives you lopsided smile and you swear you were able to hear your heartbeat like it was literally next to your eardrums.

"O-oh my God! Tord, thank you!!" You give him a tight embrace. You had taken hold of the gift he had for you and was surprised by how heavy it was despite it being a medium-sized rectangular box.

You skip over to the tree, a permanent grin was basically stuck to your face, just wanting to tore the gift that Tord gave you apart.

"Okay, so I'm just gonna make this quick since I really wanna open my gift—She's the epitome of sunshine and rainbows! Ell, Merry Crisis and Happy New Fears!" You and Ell both squeal at each other like two excited seals, clapping like crazy.

"I knew it! I had a feeling you got me!" Ell comes charging for a hug attack and you welcomed it openly.

"Well, duh! You're the only other girl around who isn't me!" You said, handing over the neatly and cutely wrapped gift to her.

"Thanks so much!" Ell says, giving your back one last pat before letting go.

Ell stands straight, her lips upturned and her eyes glimmered brightly. It was moments like these that made her brothers realize that she isn't an immature high school girl anymore. She, alongside with you, was beautiful.

"Okay!! Heisacompletemusicgeeksofindinghimagiftwaslikefindinglitterontheground!he'sverybluntaboutalmosteverything,he'slaidbackandchillmostofthetimethatheremindsmesomuchofTamaralikewhatheheckbutIreallydoappreciatehimasanolderbrothersothankssomuchforalwaysdealingwithmybullcrap, thanks for being here to celebrate Christmas with us, and I know you don't love the season to the fullest, so I just wanted to thank you once more for tolerating us as the eldest!" Ell pats the top of Tom's head, not even bothering to take a breath after a rap like that.

"Mmmmpphhh! Mhhmmmfphhh!" Tom was unable to reply or even hold the gift as his hands were tied behind the chair he was sitting on, and his mouth was sealed shut with duct tape.

"Oh, right," Ell says, peeling off the tape off Tom's mouth swiftly and quickly, leaving a red mark surrounding the male's lips. The girl then proceeds to untie the rope that was holding back Tom's hands. "Merry Christmas!" Ell says once more.

"Who's idea was this?!" Tom exclaimed, rubbing the reddening spot where the duct tape had laid. The eyeless male takes a deep sigh, letting out a small thank you to Ell before proceeding to go to the Christmas tree.

"Right. He should learn to look after himself before others. Edd—"

"Woahhhhh!!!! Thank you so much, Tom!" The older male didn't even get to finish his sentence, yet he was already being squished to death. "R-right, right. Could—could maybe let go of m—"

Tom was then tossed back to his chair as Edd already stood tall in front of the Christmas tree, holding his present dearly. "Alright, so he takes after me as best cinnamon roll, he deserves a lot of good things and I wish he would always be true to himself for the next year! Merry merry Christmas, Matt!" Edd practically shoves the gift right into the redhead's arms.

"Yay! Thank you so much, Edd!" Matt cheers, smiling brightly at the wrapped item beneath him.

You clasp your hands together, "Alright! Everyone, open your gifts!"

Everyone in the room started to unwrap their gifts. You carefully untied the cute bow that wrapped together the whole present. As you finally opened the gift fully, all you were met with was two, weird-looking clothes.

You unfold the first one that you see and it turns out it was a really soft and cute bunny onesie. Okay, sure. It might not have been what you were looking for, but it was cute...

You unfold the second one, and your smile faltered. What you were holding in your hands was a...a maid outfit? It literally jumped out of an ecchi anime, you're not even kidding. The skirt was shorter than your will to live, and you're pretty sure the chest area would only be showing your cleavage.

You grip the outfit hard.

"TORD!" You threw the outfit so hard, it was enough to knock him over. "Wh-what?!" He stammers, already not being able to hold in his laughter. Your cheeks were tainted red. There is no way in hell you'll ever wear that!

"You know what you did, you perverted kronidiot!" You huff, staring down at the (what you thought was) empty box, only being surprised at one more wrapped up box. This box was small but heavy, and your heart raced at its very familiar shape.

You rip the wrapping open, your eyes begin to shine in excitement once more.

It was an iPhone 11 Pro Max.

Holy shit.

You swear your heart just skipped a beat.

"THANKS, TORD. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD!!" You scream at the box that contained the phone. Tord laughed at your reaction. "You're welcome."

"Oh dangg!! An iPhone 11? You went all out, Tord." Ell whistles.

"Yeah, I know. I'm very cool." The mentioned male shrugs like it was no big deal.

"Oooooh!! These clothes fit me like it was just made for me! W-wait! OH MY GOSH, IT SAYS MATT AT THE BACK THAT'S AWESOME! Thanks so much, Edd!" Matt got a costume Gucci sweater and backpack, and he was pretty happy about it.

"Thank you so so so much for the cola and new drawing tablet, Tom!" Edd seemed pretty grateful for his gift, non-stop thanking his brother for what he got him.

"Even though you tied me up for not a very good reason, I still appreciate your gift...thanks Ell..." Tom couldn't hide his smile as he was able to receive a brand new launchpad and writing notebook to practice his music.

"Holy!! You got me ALL of the things that I wanted in my wishlist!! That's so sweet of you, (Y/N)! Thanks so much!" Ell says, already wearing the cola hoodie with the matching backpack. Ell had also wished for 5 new notebooks too, you had no idea why, but she wanted it, so you gave.

"Okay so, I might have judged you a bit too hard...but maybe you could have put the phone at the TOP of the box so I wouldn't have hit so harshly with the maid outfit? A-anyway, thank you." You said, scratching the back of your neck. Your hand still held the phone, not wanting to let go.

"Matt! You seriously got me the DVD, you cheeky gingerbread! The collage was nice too, it totally perfected all...your strong points. Thanks!" Tord chuckled, the collage was a nice touch. But he was super surprised that Matt actually went into that type of shop to buy him what was on his wishlist, and wow that must've taken courage!"

The remaining hours of the 25th lasted on the dinner, you guys telling random stories to each other, and eventually ended with rewatching a Christmas classic, Home Alone.

It was honestly a very memorable Christmas, you wished it would be like this next year.

You...love these dorks.

"She's a nuisance, isn't she, (Y/N)? She almost called the police on us. We can't let that happen, right? You love us, don't you?" Edd smiled so innocently as he raised up his knife, directly pointing to the crying victim.

"STOP, PLEASE OH MY GOD! YOU'RE SERIOUSLY NOT GONNA KILL YOUR SISTER OVER ME, RIGHT? EDD PLEASE STOP THIS ISN'T LIKE YOU AT ALL! ELL WAS ONLY TRYING TO—" Tom covers your mouth with duct tape, your words turning into mumbles.

Ell looks at you, tears were streaming down her face. However, like the epitome of light, she smiled once last time as the knife pierced through her heart.

Your eyes shot open, your heart was racing like crazy.

Damn it.

They drugged you.

They drugged you again.

Tears started to well up in your eyes. The drugs always made you reminisce to the time where none of this ever happened. That Christmas...was the last normal Christmas you've ever experienced.

The boys just started to change.

And ever since they had murdered Ell right in front of your eyes, you couldn't stop having nightmares about it.

...These boys are broken beyond repair.

From now on, I'll keep you safe, (Y/N). There's no one else who can do it properly. I'm sorry you had to witness some gruesome things. I'm sorry that I couldn't help it. However, from this point onward, your happiness will now only exist with me, alright? I'll do anything to keep you safe. To keep you mine. To keep you from escaping.

E v e n  i f  i  h a v e  t o  b r e a k  y o u

Y o u  k n o w  t h a t , r i g h t ?

a h . . .

I̬̺̝͖̝̠̦ͦͥͧ ̻̹͖̪͇͇̏̅̿ͥͤ̂͐ ̫̙̎ͪ̇̚l̖̙̐͆̌̅̐ͥ ̠̈̓̃̾̉ò̖̘̻̓͐̾ ̱̠̗͓͑v̳̣̳̫̣̘̘̽̊̉̍ͫ͆ ̥͓͚ͦe͕̚ ̩͖̳͎̮̌͛͑ ̹̽̎ŷ̊̇͗̏͐̀ ͎̯̪̄ͨo͖̯͙̪̤͕͇̎ͨ̂ͯ̈́̓ͦ ̥̪ͬ̈u͇̮̜̰̍̔ͦ͂̈ͣ͒ͅ ̼̞.̩̣͕ͩ̊̓s o  m u c h . Remember that, okay?

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Well then...

Happy New Decade.

We're really starting off the decade right, eh? I mean...World War 3 was announced. So that's nice. Australia is still on fire...and damn it exams are coming up.
For days, I really wanted to just release a chapter and that's it, but I really wanted to make it really perfect and appealing to make up to you guys for all your support and love that's been going to this book! I really hope you stay with me 'till the very end of this book. I'm sorry it's super belated! I literally have no other excuse except for the fact that I started writing this chapter on December 26. You're following a very diligent author!

Anyways, thank you once again for all your love and support! Happy super belated Christmas and New Years—
(P.s all the events that occur in the holiday chapters are not canon to the actual story. The boys aren't secretly yandere for you, sadly 😔)