Like a bad habit, we find our way back to each other. No matter what terrible things we put each other though, we always do.
Like an addiction, I possess a deep desire for him and him the same. It's unstoppable, the way we crave each other.
A vice.
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December 25 Aira's
"Merry Christmas my daughter! Your mother and I will be seeing you today won't we?" Dad exclaimed and asked over the phone.
Having had answered the call less than a minute ago, my grogginess delayed my answer. "Huh..?" I croaked lowly.
"Why do you sound like a man?" Mom's loud voice took over the line. I could hear her snatch the phone away from dad.
I sighed, rubbing my eyes. "I don't sound like a man. I just woke up."
"I'm just kidding! Get up and come over!" Mom giggled.
Nice of them to pretend like we've been talking recently.
"Okay, i'll come later," I said before she hummed in agreement and hung up.
Just as I was about to put my phone down to go back to sleep, it started to vibrate again, indicating that I was receiving another phone call. I answered the call tiredly.
"Hello?"
"...Uh— who is this?" Taehyung asked reluctantly.
"Huh? It's me Aira," I answered with confusion, eyes closed.
"Aira?" he started laughing. "You sound like a man."
I shot my eyes open and rolled my eyes. "No I don't!"
"Did you just wake up?"
"Correct." I yawned as I dragged my feet to the living room.
"Well, Merry Christmas cutie," he said.
I stopped in my tracks when a knock came at the door. "Wait a sec Tae, someone's at the door,"
I combed my hair with my fingers quickly and opened the door to see a delivery man holding a red box with a golden ribbon tied in a bow.
"Here you go miss. Merry Christmas!" the delivery man said cheerfully, neither asking me to sign anything or explaining where the box came from.
He pushed the box onto my arms before I could question anything and started skipping down the hallway as if he's one of Santa's helpers.
"Wait-" I called him but he didn't spare a single glance back at me.
"Taehyung, did you send me a gift?" I asked into the phone that was between my cheek and shoulder as I walked into the apartment again.
"I didn't, why?"
I narrowed my eyes at the box as I put it down on the couch. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, my gift for you is with me right now." he confirmed.
