A Holly, Jolly Crisis

Chapter 10

For the next day and a half, you were lost in your work. Despite it being the day before Christmas Eve, there really wasn't anywhere for you to be. Once you told your parents you were writing, they left you alone, making themselves scarce on the main floor of the house.

Locked in your bedroom, you made mug after mug of hot chocolate and slowly tore down the block in your mind. Something Hoseok had said set a fire beneath you. Your main character was unlikeable and unflawed. You could change that – you could write someone inherently flawed and still somehow likeable.

As you began the new script, a familiar world bloomed in your mind. At the top of the screenplay, you wrote Untitled: An Unlikely Superhero Story. The main character's name was changed from Hoseok to Carlos, but you kept most of the story the same.

Carlos was a college student in his senior year. He came from a long line of famed superheroes but somehow, the genes appeared to have skipped him over. The only power Carlos had inherited was the power to turn water to wine. Very biblical, and a fun party trick, but not exactly the crème of the crop.

That is, until disaster strikes the country, and Carlos is the only available superhero to stop a new super-villain.

Head bent to your keyboard, you lost yourself in the new story. You added yourself without thinking, as Carlos' best friend, Raya. Ray is hopelessly in love with Carlos and everyone around them knows except him.

Unlike with your prior screenplay, the words seemed to flow from somewhere deep within. While you were writing, you no longer found yourself concerned about whether people would like Carlos and Raya. Instead, you simply focused on the story you had to tell.

You were so busy writing you almost didn't hear the soft knock at your door. Continuing to type, you wrote several more lines before someone said your name.

"Y/N?"

Glancing up, you realized Yoongi stood at your threshold. Surprised to see him without Sara, you dropped your hands from the keys and sat back.

"Yoongi!" you said, rubbing your eyes. "Sorry, I didn't hear you."

Yoongi nodded and glanced about your room. It had been a while since he'd last been here. He and Hoseok became friends during college and by then, you'd mostly moved out of your parents' house. Still, Yoongi and Hoseok had hung out with you on breaks, so the room wasn't unfamiliar.

"Sure." Yoongi glanced at your laptop. "You seemed pretty invested in what you were doing."

"Writing my screenplay," you said, and then paused. "I thought of something I wanted to change, and things kind of spiraled."

"That's good." He nodded. "I hope your writing goes well."

You waited, but he said nothing more and after a moment, you glanced at the screen. You didn't want to be rude, but you were kind of on a roll. If Yoongi wanted to talk about wedding plans, Sara was right downstairs.

"Is that... all?" you asked. It wasn't like Yoongi to interrupt you for nothing.

After a moment, he sighed and glanced down the hall. Downstairs, you could hear a Christmas movie playing. He was probably in the middle of watching it with Sara. Somewhat uneasily, Yoongi looked back.

"That's not all," he admitted.

"Is it... do you want to come in, or something?"

Yoongi considered. "I saw you talking to Hoseok in the kitchen last night."

Uncertain, you froze. It seemed your argument with Hoseok had been less private than you'd thought.

Awkwardly, you cleared your throat. "Oh? I'm sorry if we were being loud... I didn't mean to interrupt the movie, or anything."