Start of Something New

Desperation

Purely written because I'm desperate to read some PerthSanta fics and there aren't a lot out there. I don't even know if this will be given justice (I hope I do) but I'll try my best to see the end of this. May the plot find me along the way because this is purely written by desperation. Very fitting of the chapter title.

First time writer so please be nice ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

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Santa has been enjoying his day off work by sleeping in. However, his sleep was interrupted by the loud banging on his door. He checked the time and was pissed that it was just a quarter past 7. He groggily got up and went to the door, eyes half-open.

"Calm down. I'm coming!" He shouted at the person on the other side when the banging of the door didn't stop.

As he unlocked the knob, the door was swiftly opened from the outside, causing him to be hit by the door. As he stumbled back, he felt someone topple him causing both of them to fall over. By this time, he was fully awake. When he recognized that it was his twin who was crying heavily, panic washed over him.

"Sanya? Hey, what's wrong? Why are you here? Why are you crying?"

Santa couldn't help but ask his twin a series of questions. She wasn't supposed to be here. Although his relationship with his twin was not strained due to him leaving the house, he's pretty sure that their parents banned her from seeing him. Still, they've kept communication secretly. Don't get Santa wrong, he's glad that he saw his twin personally after a long time, but considering the state that she's in, he couldn't help but feel worried.

"Mom and Dad, they –" his twin stuttered, sobbing hard before she could even finish her words. Santa just rubbed his sister's back, reassuring her that she's fine.

"They want me to get married with a guy I don't even know." His twin sister forced the words out, letting everything go and sobbed even harder. Santa froze, his system becoming cold. He knows why this affects his sister very much and he couldn't help the intense anger he's feeling towards his parents. This doesn't even come close to the anger he felt when his parents disowned him. They could belittle him all they want, but they aren't allowed to touch his twin. He forced himself to calm down for the sake of his sister.

"Breathe. Let's stand up first and talk on the couch."

He helped his sister stand on her feet and led her to sit on the couch. Having a proper look at his sister's state, she must have rushed to get to him as fast as she could without a care with her appearance. With her tear-stained face and messy hair, she was still on her pajamas, one indication that she must've just woken up when she had also received the news.

"Breathe first. I'll get you water then we'll talk about it " Santa then went to the kitchen to get her water then wrapped his arms around his sister after handing her the glass.

"Start from the beginning." He encouraged her while rubbing her arms.

"Mom has been pestering me for months already to meet up with the son of a friend of hers. I have met them, the parents of the guy. They said that they've been looking for someone to marry their son since he's too busy to even go out on blind dates since he's a workaholic. Dad's helping mom in convincing me to settle down with the guy already and that he has everything. The looks, the brain, the money. It's an unending conversation at home, you know? I kept on telling them that I don't want to but it seems like they don't even hear my answer." Sanya took a deep breath before continuing.

"When I got down this morning, I saw both of them waiting for me in the living room. Mom said that she told her friend that I have agreed to marry their son already. I asked them why they would do that when I clearly told them that I have not agreed to it. They kept on telling me that they just wanted to see me get married already and that they want to have grandchildren. It was messy. I started screaming at them because I felt that the reason they gave was too shallow." At this point, Santa's heart was in a frenzy and his hands were trembling in anger.