Anonymous

Christmas Special

MAMA 2018
Chan had called them all into a meeting room, where they were now all waiting for him to arrive.
Minho and Woojin were repeating the dance of their newest album, "Dancing with the Devil - Don't mess with me".
Jisung was a pillow to the sleeping Jeongin, and he looked like all his dream had just come true.
Felix had made himself comfortable on the sofa, his head resting in Changbins lap as he was going through Instagram on his phone. Changbin was watching Felix, looking at the pictures he would sometimes point out, and trying hard not to fall asleep.
Hyunjin, who was sitting on one of the only chairs in the room, wasn't that lucky - his eyes were continuously closing. Seungmin, who was standing behind Hyunjin, watched him in worry, since his fellow member hadn't slept much after their latest comeback happened only a few days ago. When Hyunjins head fell back, Seungmin was able to catch it softly just in time before it crashed onto the back of the chair.
"Thank you, Seungminie," Hyunjin said, smiling up at the younger.
Seungmin blushed, and his heart fluttered a bit. Hyunjin was too handsome, it was unbelievably unfair.
Before Jisung could squeal (he looked like he really wanted to) or Seungmin could embarrass himself (only a matter of time, since he would've spoken jibberish if anyone talked to him now), Chan burst into the room, making Jeongin wake up when the door crashed against the wall.
"The MAMAs this year have been put on the 24th. They had a problem with the broadcasting after the attack of a very disappointed fandom, so they had to delay it. JYP just informed all the leaders of any JYP group."
"But...." Felix sat up and accidentally fully waking up Changbin, who now looked kind of sad that Felix had lifted his head, "it's Christmas!! I don't want to stand on stage on Christmas!! You promised we would stay home and celebrate together!!"
Chan sat down on the floor, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He felt very apologetic because it was the first Christmas Felix wouldn't be at home with his family, whilst Chan and the others were already used to it. "Do you think I like it? I can't change it. But -" he paused, beckoning the members closer until they were all sitting in a circle on the floor, "- we have to go. And since we're spending Christmas with the fans, let's make it special for them, okay?"
The members nodded, but Chan could feel the disappointment.
"Now the bigger question: what are we going to perform?"
"A Christmas song," Woojin suggested, "since it's Christmas."
"But a Christmas song that's SK style."
They all nodded, Minho was right.
Suddenly, Changbin snapped his fingers. "I got an idea."

Hyunjin was sitting in the "office" of the dorm, basically the place where they had the computer. It wasn't that big, but they used it for all kinds of things.
The dancer was slowly getting more and more frustrated. He had gotten the pre-debut videos he needed from Changbin, who had just filmed everything and never gotten rid of it. The only problem was that it seemed like Changbin had literally been everywhere and friends with everyone.
Hyunjin groaned, running a hand through his hair, when Seungmin entered the room.
"Take of your pullover off, it's dirty," the boy said, one of Hyunjins favourite hoodies in his hands.
Hyunjin smiled softly, he looked tired. Seungmin was even more worried about him than he had been before, because the older was under too much pressure to complete the video.
Hyunjin took off his pullover, explaining: "I spilled coffee over it, thank you for the hoodie."
Seungmin smiled. "You drink too much coffee at the moment. Should I get you some more?"
"Nah," Hyunjin declined. "You're right, I should stop drinking so much." Then he put on the hoodie.
Seungmin had taken the hoodie directly from the dryer, so it was still warm, and Hyunjin dissappeared in it, sighing happily.
"Thank you, Seungminie, let's practice together later," the boy said, getting up to hug the latter.
They sat down on the couch, since Seungmin had insisted that Hyunjin had a break.
"I'm so tired, I can't remember the last time I've slept. But," Hyunjin pointed at the table with the computer, "I have to watch all of the videos to find something fitting to our performance."
Seungmin nodded. "Maybe I could do it?"
Hyunjin didn't answer, he had fallen asleep. His head falling into Seungmins lap, who began to stroke his head, softly combing his hair, before grabbing the computer. It was time to help Hyunjin, after the dancer had helped him so often.