amoret (oneshots and short stories)

christmas (brightXreader)

This is a Bright X female reader Oneshot. It's my first time trying this, so if there's any mistake, feel free to correct me!

Things to know:

Y/n: your name

Y/ln: your last name
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Y/n y/ln hates Christmas.

All those cheerful atmospheres, bulbous lighting, and butchery of innocent trees seemed to irritate her to the extremities. Since her childhood, her parents never really got time to celebrate the day and maybe this was the partial cause of the hatred.

If someone asks her to provide them with a particular reason, she would say she just doesn't understand why people need to celebrate with sumptuous decoration and feasts where poverty and hunger are the daily news topics. She doesn't get how people could be so inhumane! Where's the fucking humanity?

If they start talking about the vibes, she would just answer as dryly as she can that she doesn't really get the vibes. As simple as that.

And much to her rotten luck, soon after graduation with a little fortune in her hand she comes out of her house- revolting on how she wants to earn money on her own-only to find herself in an unknown, the grand city's not-so-grand apartment, where the next-door neighbors are the greatest Christmas Vinyl fans.

Even though she wouldn't admit it, the next-door neighbor's son is really hot and handsome and she might have got a crush on him too. And that's the only fact why she went to greet their neighbors with a bouquet of daisies on the first day.

The meeting hasn't been that great. She didn't know how, but soon the neighbor's son, named Bright, had started a great debate on 'why Christmas is a great event that everyone should celebrate' when Y/n had mistakenly let out her hostile feeling towards the festival. Of course, she wouldn't let him win with his point, so she too began against the topic.

And ladies and gentlemen, this is how everything starts.

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"Fuck! Not again", Y/n groaned, pressing pillow on her ear, trying to cut out every single sound waves of that damn loudspeaker her annoying boy next door bought the day before. She had a crush on him, yes. But he was super irritating!

'Long time ago in Bethlehem' blasted out of the speaker which, y/n was sure, echoing through the corridors.

What a bastard she's got as a neighbor!

She punched her pillow with a force and got up with a grunt. The dusky glow of Christmas Eve was flowing in through her stained glass windows as she walked out of her room throwing over a jacket.

She banged Bright's front door with such an intensity that would resonate with her anger.

"OPEN THE DOOR BASTARD!" She screamed over the blasting music.

The door soon opened and a familiar ravenette peered his head out with a smug grin- totally amused at the irritated girl outside.

"What brings you here, 'Grinch'?" Bright asked in the same volume as her, shoving his hands in his hoodie pockets.

"Lower the music! I am trying to sleep", She growled, glaring at the irritating yet handsome man in front.

"But it's Christmas Eve", he shrugged, ignoring her glare. Argh! This boy!

"None of my fucking concern!" She stamped her feet declaring her rising anger.

"Cool down, Y/n", Bright smirked, "Santa might not like your behavior".