real me:
a christmas special~
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summary: rm shows up at y/n's house on christams night!
genre: fluff with a bit of angst
triggers: alcohol (beer), a lonely christmas (that changes ofc) ..that's it?
word count: no clue! :D
note: i may be projecting some of my own feelings over here. just saying.
i know it isn't christmas yet but uhhh ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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'merry christmas'
you got this text from rm at around midnight. you're happy that he texted you but you're still surprised. rm is the quiet guy who works in your office. you guys don't even talk to each other except for the occasional 'hellos'. he's from an entirely different department. you never really expected that he'd wish you.
it's 1.49 AM now. the lights are turned off. you're sitting in front of the T.V, tired and bored. then, the doorbell rings. who's here at this time, you wonder worriedly. you quietly take out the pepper spray in your pocket and cautiously open the door.
rm is standing there.
he politely smiles at you and wishes you a merry christmas. he's wearing a white t-shirt with black jeans and an oversized grey hoodie. he hands you some roses he was holding in his hands (you awkwardly stuff the pepper spray back in your pocket) and you beam and take them. you invite him in and tell him to settle down on your couch as you bring out some crazily expensive cake you brought from the store.
you get a piece for both of you, and you both quietly eat the cake as you watch TV, whatever channel's playing. you observe his presence; his quiet chewing, the way he narrows his eyes when he's watching something he likes, the way he noisily scrapes his plate while he's eating, then realizes what he's doing and quickly stops. you can't help but smile when you notice these things, and he catches you doing that.
after a second serve, a cold beer and a quiet hour, rm stands up and says he should probably get going. you rise up with him and see him out the door. he pauses when he's on the steps. with his back towards you, he quietly says, "i didn't want to be alone. on christmas."
you blink as he walks away from you.
"hey," you say, not really knowing where you're going with this. and yet, when he turns around and looks at you, you know just what to say. you smile at him and tell him: "i have some ramen in there. wanna stay and grab a bite?"
he smiles back at you, his eyes soft and warm, and you think you see the real him for the first time.
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