#exolss23

[mochipcy]

BAEKHYUN | happy holidays

gift for: @reveiuvs

@exols-silver-christmas

#exo #baekhyun #exolss23 #exosnet #byun baekhyun #exo baekhyun #myedits

[his-mochi-cheeks]

"No, there's no way," you said, shaking your head at your friend's ridiculous claims, adamant that she was just trying to tease you and rile you up.

"Just look at him! He's so cheesy. Someone send him back to the 80s please," you added, rolling your eyes and thoroughly annoyed that your best friend would, once again, accuse you of having a crush on Park Chanyeol. "Also, no offense but that hairstyle accentuates his ears even more, as if they needed help being noticeable"

That only served to make your friend laugh even harder at you.

"Babe," she said, trying to calm her laughter enough to spit some truth back to you, "denying it makes it worse for you but funnier for me. Tell me, why else would we continue coming to hang out at this old skate park? You always end up talking about him!"

You weren't going to admit it to her now because of how much you've denied it, but it was true. You HAD developed a crush on him. You secretly liked the boldness with which he wore those oversized rings and spikey necklace. Somehow you were drawn to his big eyes and his big ears and his big goofy smile and his big personality. You admired the passion with which he played the beat up guitar he brought with him every Friday night. You (internally) fawned over the deep dimples that formed when he made a particular face.

It was true. All of it.

But you continued outwardly denying this very real secret crush, all the while oblivious to the stolen glances he makes your way when he hears you laughing or the way he plays his guitar that much more passionately when he knows you're around. You may deny your crush, but he definitely doesn't.

If there is anything that music has taught him is that it's all about timing.

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Part 3- Exo-L Secret Santa gift for @yeolchendae 🎄🎁💖 @exols-silver-christmas

#exolss23 #pcy #exo moodboard #stuff ive made #ALDKALSK okay so i tried to capture the retroness in the moodboard but 🤷🏻‍♀️ idk #anyways 💖💖💖 i hope you enjoy my humble gifts

[wolveswithblackpearls]

When the nights get cold

genre: angst, hurt/comfort, dog hybrid!baekhyun x reader (if romantic or not is up for interpretation)

cw: nightmares, feelings of panic and anxiety, laboratory/hospital setting in the first half, violence mention, abuse mention (non-sexual), medical experiments mention

word count: ~1.6k

a/n: hey there @vampwrrr - 'tis me, your secret santa (find me @starchild--27, I am Admin S on here ^-^) and i come bearing gifts, hehe :D i did a little mix of all the things we talked about the last few months with what you promted for your gift, so i hope you have fun reading this little one-shot i came up with! i, for one, had lots of fun with it xD gave me a chance to dive into unknown waters here - i never wrote anything in this setting before!

finally, a big thank you @exols-silver-christmas for hosting yet another year of exo-l secret santa. it takes a lot to organize all this so i am, as always, very thankful that we can enjoy this event again this year. i can't wait to see all the creative things everyone came up with! <3

~ Admin S

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Baekhyun woke up feeling uncomfortable. It was the rough fabric of the hospital gown against his skin. It was the cold metal chain that ran tightly over his face. It was the darkness and the penetrating smell of disinfectant. He hated it all. So much he just wanted to fall asleep again. But the bed had no pillow and no blanket, and he was freezing too much to fall asleep again.

I am back.

The thought slowly settled in his mind, exhaustion and resignation putting a dull feeling in his chest. He had been here before, in “The Clinic” as the people here liked to call it. But he knew that clinics are to help people that are hurt. And this place did the exact opposite. This place was a lab. And he had been created here. From some scraps of DNA the doctors had collected and altered.

Baekhyun didn’t know the specifics of how the lab worked, how they got the resources they needed, what the purpose of it all was. And he wasn’t sure if he even wanted to know. And while the question of “why” was a huge mystery to Baekhyun, the goal of The Clinic was quite clear. They wanted to create a new species. They were breeding hybrids. And Baekhyun was one of those.

Raised under constant probing and testing for the first couple years of his life, then put in a shelter with other hybrids to be socialized and later to be sold. And even then, there was no escaping The Clinic. There were regular checkups and tests the hybrids had to undergo, even after being bought.

Baekhyun crouched on the cold bed, thoughts racing. Why was he here again? Why didn’t he remember how he got here?  Why didn’t he remember what had happened before he fell asleep? Anxiously, his tail wrapped around his legs while he rested his chin on his right knee and he realized how helpless he was. He didn’t know what to do, how to get out. Damn, he didn’t even know what year it was.

Goosebumps spread over his skin. This was the most scared he had felt in a long while. It reminded him of when he was still a puppy that hadn’t known anything but the lab. Even back then, when he was entirely disoriented, he knew this was not a good place. He might not have understood it back then but he had felt distinctly that this place was harming him.

The utter silence made Baekhyun nervous. Or was it just the lack of any hints that would indicate other alive beings close by? He didn’t know and his ears twitched restlessly, eager to pick up a sound. Any sound. Just… anything besides the sound of his own beating heart.

Baekhyun put his head between his knees and buried his hands in the hair at the back of his head, tightly shutting his eyes and praying for it all to go away. Praying that, when he released all the tension in his body, he would be at a better place, a safer place.

But Baekhyun was scared. He didn’t dare to let go, to loosen his grip on himself. Any moment without your guard up would be exploited. That’s what his years in The Clinic had taught him so painfully. He couldn’t let go. They would come and immobilize him in ways that hurt and give him medicine that made him feel sick and run tests until he passed out from exhaustion. He couldn’t let go. He couldn’t let go. He couldn't-

A blaring noise ripped through the quiet, so sudden that Baekhyun let out a bark. That never happened. But, gosh, this was an alert of some sort and Baekhyun could practically feel this horrible, booming sound vibrating in his bones.

He had to get out.

Faster than he thought his body would be ready, he scrambled off the bed. The floor was unbelievably cold against his bare feet, but he started running towards the exit anyway. He pulled harshly and opened the door just far enough so he could slip through and out in the long, white hallway that was rhythmically illuminated in deep red from the flaring warning light. Baekhyun didn’t have time to look around more, he just bolted into a random direction. All he wanted was to get away from this room, but as soon as he had started running down the hallway, he started to hear steps behind him. Fast. Running.

He peaked. It was the nurses. Their skin-tight, white uniforms had them look like they were clones themselves. They might as well have been. There was no way of knowing what else was going on in The Clinic - and if there was a way, Baekhyun didn’t want to know it, wanted to be as far away as possible from that way. 

When he heard the nurses’ steps accelerating, Baekhyun ran even faster. He had not expected to have enough strength for that. His sight got blurry and his cheeks were getting wet. He could tell by the cold feeling that bloomed where the tears were running down his face. But he couldn’t stop running. Not when there were these nurses following him. They would catch him and do God-knows-what to him and-

-- -- --

Baekhyun opened his eyes so abruptly that it startled you a little, despite having tried to wake him up for the past few minutes.

He had been shaking in his sleep for a while now. You were laying next to him, waiting for this painful scene to come to a halt again but it only got worse the further the nightmare progressed. He started whimpering and yipping, making the most puppy-like noises you have ever heard from him.

You had tried to soothe him without waking him at first, started with rubbing his back and stroking his exposed arm. That usually calmed him a lot – but not this time. So you adjusted his blanket that he had kicked away from his body, letting his own warmth comfort him and, as a last resort, softly petted the wild strands of his hair. But nothing helped. When tears started running down his face, you decided it was best to wake him up and free him from whatever was going on in his head.

You had a pretty good idea what he must have been dreaming about. That was not the first time Baekhyun had suffered from these nightmares and when it got as bad as tonight, they were most likely about The Clinic. Just the thought of that place started a fire of scorching fury in your belly. They gave him pain his entire life and not even now that he got out of their grasp, he had no peace. You didn’t want to imagine the things that happened to the hybrids and other “experiments” there. Actual living beings, scientifically created there, only to-

You closed your eyes and forcefully stopped your train of thought. Your anger wouldn’t help anyone. Not right now, in the middle of the night with a scared dog hybrid sitting next to you, his messy black-and-white hair sticking out in every direction, puppy ears pressed flat against his head, whimpering quietly in the darkness as he wiped the tears from his face with shaking hands.

You took a few deep breaths and slowly so that Baekhyun wouldn’t get even more scared, wrapped your arms around his warm body from behind. And as soon as Baekhyun felt your presence, he let himself melt in your hug and shifted to rest even more comfortably in your arms, turning around to rest his head against your chest and your arms to wrap around his shoulders. Softly, you started to stroke his back again and tried to breath very calmly so Baekhyun’s irregular gasping for air would calm eventually as well.

You knew better than to confront him with questions in this situation. He needed to calm down first, realize that he is not in a dangerous situation anymore, that he is at a safe place, and he needed to take his time for that. The last thing both of you needed at this moment was another panic attack caused by Baekhyun being overwhelmed.

You lifted your eyes from the top of Baekhyun’s head and gazed towards the window. Tonight, the temperatures had dropped deep, and it had started to snow. It was always the first icy cold nights that gave Baekhyun the worst nightmares. It had something to do with the whiteness, quiet and cold that reminded him of The Clinic. It made you even more determined to create good and happy memories in the winter months with him.

You loved the winter, the crisp cold and how the first snow makes the world look like it has been put under a spell that makes everything really still and silent. It had always felt magical to you and even if Baekhyun would always feel a much greater relief when spring would finally come around, you didn’t want the nightmares to be the only thing Baekhyun remembered from winter nights. But it would take work to get there. He had been through too much. You had heard a lot about it from Baekhyun already but you weren’t sure if you knew everything yet. And if tonight’s nightmare brought up new memories that caused the dream to be especially bad this time around.  

But you were certain, Baekhyun would immediately talk to you tonight. When he felt he was ready and not in shock anymore. You two would figure it all out from there. Or maybe you would just fall asleep again and figure it out tomorrow. And with Baekhyun’s breath becoming more and more even and your eyelids feeling heavier and heavier… tomorrow didn’t seem like such a bad plan.

#exolss23 #admin s #exo #baekhyun #byun baekhyun #bbh #exo fic #exo fanfic #exo one shot #hybrid au #exo hybrid au #hybrid!baekhyun #dog hybrid!baekhyun #angst #hurt/comfort #kpop #kpop fic #kpop fanfiction #please look out for the trigger/content warnings!!

[way-of-the-sun]

Even when it rains

@exols-silver-christmas

This is my Secret Santa gift for @tao-lay. It was a lot of fun to participate again this year and I hope this little story warms your heart during these cold months.

Genre: fluff, tiniest bit of angst

Prompt: something soft, something domestic, something that soothes the soul

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (Suho)/Kim Jongdae (Chen)

Drabble

Words: 1.012

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Junmyeon was sitting at his desk, trying and failing to come up with some lyrics for his upcoming new solo album. His eyes were unfocused and he was gripping a pen lightly between his fingers. It must have been hours of him sitting there, trying to be productive but his brain just wouldn’t cooperate.

Junmyeon sighed and lifted his gaze to look out of the window. The sky was grey and it was raining heavily. The raindrops falling against the window were making a calming sound and lulled Junmyeon even further into a state of listlessness. A deep sigh left his mouth.

The last few weeks were stressful for all of Exo but Junmyeon bore a heavier burden as the leader. There was so much criticism, so much hate against one of their members and all of this made for a melancholic and emotional atmosphere. A few weeks ago Jongdae announced that he was going to be a father and the backlash wasn’t pretty.

Junmyeon got blind sided by the news when Jongdae first told all the members about his growing family. But he was happy for him nonetheless. Just like all the other members. Everyone encouraged him and Junmyeon could still remember the happiness that lightened up Jongdae's face when he received all the love from his Exo members. He remembered hugging Jongdae tight for longer than necessary and how Jondae's arms tightened around his body when he whispered words of support into Jongdae's ear.

But even though all the Exo members were happy and supportive, Junmyeon feared that Jongdae would get lots of hate for starting a family and marrying his girlfriend from some fans and in the end Junmyeon‘s fears came true. It hurt to know that his member, his dear friend for many years had to go through all this trouble just because the industry and some fans couldn’t accept that even though they’re idols, they still have a life outside of their job.

Lightning brightened the sky and the following thunder pulled Junmyeon out of his spiralling thoughts. He sighed again and buried his hand in his hair.

„I have to get it together…“ he murmured and gripped the pen tighter. Just when he wanted to start working on his lyrics again a knock on the door interrupted his half-hearted attempt.

Junmyeon put the pen down and turned to face the door.

„Come in.“ he said and waited for the person outside to come inside. A small surprised sound left his mouth when he saw Jongdae standing in the door frame. Jongdae was clutching an umbrella in his right hand, raindrops falling down onto the floor. He was wearing comfortable clothes and it looked like he came to visit Junmyeon straight after finishing his daily vocal lessons.

„Hyung…“ The unusually silent voice surprised and alarmed Junmyeon. There has seldom been a day when Jongdae was quiet. Junmyeon mustered his unexpected companion and saw deep circles under his eyes. The whole aforementioned situation seemed to affect his friend more than he wanted to admit maybe even to himself. Junmyeon knew that he had to be strong for Jongdae right now so he did what he did best and straightened his spine, put on his most comforting smile and invited Jongdae in.

„Come, sit down.“ Junmyeon gestured to the comfortable couch which was a new addition to this room. After a few too many nights of him falling asleep on his desk, trying to write lyrics, Junmyeon decided that he needed a place better suited for taking a nap. After pestering his manager he finally got his brand new couch where Jongdae now gingerly sat on. He looked smaller than normally sitting there. Exhausted and sad.

Jongdae’s facial expression plucked at Junmyeon's heartstrings and he knew that he had to interfere. So with the gentlest voice he asked this one important question.

„What is bothering you?“

Jongdae lifted his head and looked straight at Junmyeon, exhaling loudly.

„Hyung… shouldn’t they be happy for me?“ This quietly uttered question nearly broke Junmyeon’s heart. He immediately knew what Jongdae was talking about so Junmyeon stood up and walked over to the couch and sat down next to his friend. He put his arms around Jongdae’s shoulders and just hugged him tight for a moment. Jongdae returned the embrace and melted into the warm and strong arms surrounding him. When Junmyeon felt Jongdae melting into his embrace he started to speak again.

„They should. And I know for sure that so many people are happy for you. Including all of the boys and including me.“ Junmyeon stroked Jongdae’s hair. It had gotten longer and Junmyeon knew that Jongdae would trim his hair in the near future. But for now Junmyeon just let the strands of hair run through his fingers, occasionally playing with the ends of Jongdae's hair.

„Everything will be fine.“ He whispered. Jongdae didn’t say anything for a few seconds but then his quite voice could be heard.

„Thank you.“ Jongdae's arms squeezed Junmyeon's waist.

Junmyeon didn’t say anything any more just nodded and cradled his precious friend inside his arms. It didn’t take long before Jongdae’s breathing got deeper and his body sagged against Junmyeon’s. Smiling softly, Junmyeon relaxed into the couch and looked down on his friend sleeping in his arms. All the sorrow seemed to have left Jongdae’s face and Junmyeon felt the urge to just protect him always.

Junmyeon kissed him lightly on the brow and gripped him tighter, not wanting to let him go. The scent of Jongdae's shampoo drifted into his nose and Junmyeon took a beep breath, enjoying this closeness.

Jongdae was shuffling deeper into the warmth of the couch and the body heat of his companion. Junmyeon gazed at him full of affection and love.

„I will always be there for you.“

Junmyeon listened to the rain that was pelting against the windows. The sound was lulling him to sleep. He closed his eyes and just before he drifted off to sleep a soft whisper left his lips.

„Even when it rains.“

#exolss23 #exo fanfics #junmyeon #jongdae #suho #chen #exo fanfic #exo-l secret santa 2023

[miramizar]

❤️🔥 Merry Christmas @soft-jihoonie 🔥❤️

This season has been stressful for the both of us, but I still had lots of fun talking to you and making your gift 💕 I came up with an entire universe as I planned it out, one that revolves around a circus and the cream soda aesthetic and I even assigned different jobs to the members but so far all I can present is a portrait of Chanyeol as a fire eater... I hope that you like it though, and maybe someday I'll be able to make a fic or something based on this AU or something hahah (>v<;)💫 I'll definitely let you know if I do~

I've told them this so many times already but I still want to say thank you once more to @exols-silver-christmas for hosting this event - I had such a great time taking part in it and I hope that I'll get to do it next year as well! ❣️

#exolss23 #kpop #exo #exo fanart #miri's art #chanyeol

[yeolchendae]

DARK PURPLE

In which Junmyeon, the church groundskeeper, falls in love with the subject of a painting hidden away by the townspeople.

Agile and graceful, her leg was like a statue's.

Tense as in a delirium, I drank

From her eyes, pale sky where tempests germinate,

The sweetness that enthralls and the pleasure that kills.

A lightning flash... then night! Fleeting beauty

By whose glance I was suddenly reborn,

Will I see you no more before eternity?

Elsewhere, far, far from here! too late! never perhaps!

For I know not where you fled, you know not where I go,

O you whom I would have loved, O you who knew it!

| To A Passer-By, Charles Baudelaire |

For @mel-loves-kdramas in collaboration with @exols-silver-christmas

#exolss23 #junmyeon #exo suho #suho #exo moodboard #charles baudelaire #exo #kpop #exo fanfiction

[pinkbyun]

“In a world of boys, he's a gentleman.” 

♡ Park Chanyeol | Lovestruck ♡ for Mon ( @flaredpantsagenda )

This is your second and final gift! I had so much fun working on both of these! I really hope you enjoyed both of them. Hope you have the happiest holidays <;33

EXO-Ls 2023 SECRET SANTA @exols-silver-christmas

#exolss23 #chanyeol #park chanyeol #chanyeol edit #exo #exol secret santa #my edit

[ilxiu]

Happy Holidays to @sakurasangcl !!! I was your secret santa for the @exols-silver-christmas event

Here are two Baekhyun lockscreens as your gift, I hope you like them 😖 I had fun making them!

#exolss23 #exolsecretsanta #baekhyun #exo #exo fanart #baekhyun fanart #exo lockscreens #baekhyun lockscreens #a.txt #bbh

[flaredpantsagenda]

One for our dorky leaders ☆

Exo-L Secret Santa Gift (@exols-silver-christmas) for @miramizar! I hope you're having a wonderful holiday season. Thank you for being so sweet to this baby-L. I loved getting to chat with you about different groups and stages and what you're up to <3 <3 <3

#exolss23 #shinee fanart #exo fanart #kim junmyeon #lee jinki #hope it's ok to include shinee in my exo gift :P #and I hope this isn't too cutesy #hard to rein it in when there are bunnies involved #(they represent all the members that i couldn't fit in one image)

[chicken-fifi]

Happy Holidays @pinkbyun!!!

'Tis I, your Secret Santa! I'm so glad to finally be out of the anon mode! I hope you enjoy your gift!

And a huge thanks to @exols-silver-christmas for once again hosting this event!!!

Love,

Chicken-Fifi 🐤🐥🐣🐔

You giggled as Baekhyun jolted feeling your cold feet against his hot skin under the throw blanket the two of you were currently sharing as you watched some hallmark movie, that you weren't really paying attention to, while sipping on some hot chocolate.

"Please put some socks on," he sassed, but not moving your feet away. "I don't think you want your toes to have some sort of frostbite."

Chewing on a marshmallow, you wiggled your toes, giggling some more as he shivered.

"Don't you even think about taking this blanket while I go get some snacks," you warned Chanyeol as you got up. "I will slap you."

The gentle giant gave you a mock salute before you vanished into the kitchen, pulling a bit of the blanket into his lap, but leaving enough for you to still snuggle into as much as you pleased.

"Don't you think I'd be a better blanket thought," he called out without much reason. "I'm much warmer don't you think?"

You and Jongin walked hand in hand down the sidewalk, admiring the many lights that had been put up for the holidays. The soft glow combined with the snowflakes gently floating down from the sky made the street leading to your home look like a scene from a movie.

"Go stand over there," Jongin ordered pushing you in towards a tree. "I need to take a picture of you."

You posed, before going back and looking at the picture over his shoulder as best as you could. All too soon, he lifted the phone leaning over and pressing a kiss to your lips and snapping a picture before dashing away laughing with you hot on his tail.

"Look!" your niece squealed as she pointed to a reindeer all decked out in Christmas gear and happily munching away on some food inside a pail. "Santa has to be here!"

You and Junmyeon looked at one another before he crouched down to her eyelevel, "Should we look for him?"

She nodded her head, her two pigtails flopping in all directions before taking her hand out of yours and taking his dragging him a random direction ready to find the jolly old man.

The crackling of wood was all that could be heard in between the flipping of pages as you read from your novel whilst Kyungsoo was busy in the kitchen making dinner. You'd been banished from the kitchen after nearly burning a sauce he'd asked you to keep an eye on.

"Do you want some hot chocolate?" he asked looking up momentarily from the counter. "A little treat before dinner?"

"You won't get angry if it spoils it?" you teased, knowing how he got when you didn't eat a lot during meals, especially the special ones he prepared during certain holidays.

"I don't think you'll skip this meal."

#exolss23 #event #event masterlist #'tis the season 2023 #'tis the season 2023 masterlist #kpop #kpop moodboard #exo #exo moodboards #exo baekhyun #exo junmyeon #exo d.o #exo chanyeol #exo jongin

[mochipcy]

SUHO | happy holidays

gift for: @reveiuvs

@exols-silver-christmas

#exo #suho #exolss23 #exosnet #kim junmyeon #exo suho #myedits

[his-mochi-cheeks]

(part 2)

Jongdae's palms have never been as sweaty as they were at that very moment and yet the adrenaline spurred on by the panic in Junmyeon's voice didn't allow for him to notice it as he all but slid down the ladder. Boots landing with a hard thud on the concrete floor, Jongdae turned around and anxiously scanned the room for the only person Junmyeon could have possibly been referring to in such a situation.

He felt as if his heart had stopped beating in his chest as his eyes landed on his pale, sweaty wife whose labored breathing seemed to be intensified by the swell of her pregnant belly.

"Yeobo!" Jongdae yelled repeatedly as he sprang forward toward his barely conscious wife lying in the makeshift couch against the wall of the dark room. "Yeobo," he whispered as he reached her, one hand landing softly on her belly and the other arm wrapping around her shoulders, in part to support her but also to embrace her and hold her close to him. When he didn't receive a response from his wife he looked around desperately, eyes landing on Yixing who was quick to answer Jongdae's unsaid question.

"We don't know why or what happened, but she woke up this morning with a fever that has not let up since, no matter what we do to try and bring it down," Yixing said gravely, breaking the bad news quickly. "She mostly likely has an infection and needs antibiotics asap or it might spread to the baby."

After a brief silence Yixing continued.

"We don't have a supply here. The last of it was used up weeks ago."

Jongdae lowered his gaze back towards his wife, already knowing all that he was willing to do to save not only the life of his greatest love but also that of their unborn child. Bending slowly to place a kiss on her forehead he laid her back down and got to his feet, not yet turning around to look at anyone but trembling with determination.

"I will go and find some then."

"Jongdae-ya," Junmyeon started but not wanting to hear him try to dissuade him Jongdae cut him off by raising his voice.

"Don't hyung! Don't you try to stop me!"

"No Dae," Junmyeon placed a hand on his shoulder, urging him to turn around and look him in the eyes.

Behind Junmyeon stood his brothers, bonded to him and each other not by a family tree but by blood, sweat, and trust, each armed and with a firm look in their eyes. They had anticipated Jongdae's reaction and were prepared to go through hell and back for one of their own.

"We're coming with you."

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Part 2- Exo-L Secret Santa gift for @yeolchendae 🎄🎁💖 @exols-silver-christmas

#exolss23 #kjd #exo moodboard #okay soooooo i know i lack in the creativity department LOL i just hope you enjoyed this <3 #stuff ive made

[tao-lay]

Spinning Around You

@exols-silver-christmas

Hello @way-of-the-sun! This is my little gift for you, and I hope you like it. I had several approaches when I received the prompt, but I really hope this gives the prompt you left some justice. Happy Holidays!

Title: Spinning Around You Genre: Fluff, BodySwap, Soulmate Characters: Kim Minseok, Do Kyungsoo Words: 1,394

Minseok learned the hard way that a large salad plate, and a champagne flute cost 50 bucks; especially if they’re the good kind. His tips for the night were wiped out because of a rookie mistake he could have avoided if he had just stopped to let a family pass instead of trying to squeeze past them. He sighed as he handed the last dollar to his manager, pocketing only a measly 6 dollars into his pocket at the end of the night.

"See you tomorrow," he called out, adjusting his backpack behind him before waving at his coworker who was assigned to be the closer for tonight.

Once he reached his apartment three blocks away, he plopped down on bed only to stare up at the ceiling. 'I guess i can skip dinner?' he thought to himself. Minseok could feel his eyelids flutter shut but his stomach growled just before he could be lured to sleep.

He glanced at his wall clock then sighed, pushing himself off the bed then slipping on his shoes. Minseok decided to make his way to a nearby fast-food restaurant that offers value meals. Once he was there, he opted for a meal that had chicken, rice, and a drink. The restaurant was quick with his order and he decided to have the food taken out so he could eat his meal in the privacy of his own home.

"Watch where you’re going," said a gruff voice as a hand lightly pushed at Minseok’s shoulder.

"Sorry," he replied. The man was a good foot taller than he was and he wasn’t trying to pick any fights tonight. He caught a glimpse of a familiar face under a black cap behind the said gruff man, though. The man had a fair complexion, complementing the dark clothing he wore, and the plumpest lips he had ever seen up close. He looked familiar but he just couldn’t put his finger on who that might be.

Minseok did as the bigger man said, and minded his own business. He headed back home to eat his meal in peace. It wasn’t the most mind-blowing meal he’s had, but it was still food for his stomach so wasn’t too disappointed at it. Minseok threw away the disposables then resumed his lying position on his bed. He whipped out his phone and looked up the latest performance of this one singer he had been having a crush on for the past couple of months.

With his body being tired, his stomach full, and his heart slowly filled with lyrics and song, he eventually drifted off to sleep.

-

Minseok woke up to an alarm. It wasn’t his alarm but he shut it off out of instinct. He patted around the bed to feel for his phone. And... Well, he felt a phone, it wasn’t his. But he managed to unlock it with his fingerprint? Everything is a blur, but he was sure he was awake.

Why is it 4am? Why was he waking up to an alarm that was two hours earlier than he was used to? Why was his bed so big and soft?

He sat up on his bed then stepped on the floor, seeing something that freaked him out more than being able to unlock a stranger's phone using his fingerprint. He saw feet that weren’t his. It was connected to his body, sure. But they weren’t his! He stumbled out of bed then headed over to where he thought the bathroom was. It was the walk-in closet. Minseok padded out then walked to the other door he could find in the room. Thankfully, it was the bathroom and right there, in the mirror, staring at him, was a face that wasn’t his. Instead, it belonged to a famous singer whom he was a fan of.

He was in the body of the very soulful singer, and gifted dancer do Kyungsoo. The singer that he had been crushing on for three years and counting. The singer whose concerts he went to even if he was just seated in the general admission section. The celebrity who he has met in person after winning a raffle draw from buying his album. The singer who gave him the warmest smile and told him that he recognized him, even though it was their first time meeting in person.

Minseok gasped loudly upon the realization then covered his mouth, making the idol in the reflection also cover his mouth in shock. He looked down at his hands, turned them around over and over before he ended up lightly slapping his face.

It was real, he wasn’t dreaming. He was definitely in this celebrity’s body and it most likely meant that the same celebrity was now in his bed, waking up in a dingy apartment. Minseok wants to run to where his apartment is and apologize to the celebrity.

Minseok made himself decent; wearing a simple pair of jogging pants, a plain shirt, and a cap to cover his current identity as this artist. This artist had won several awards on music shows already, able to hold decent and high notes despite dancing flashy choreography. It was only one of the reasons why Minseok has a crush on him, but that wasn’t the time to gush. If he could get to where his apartment was, and maybe talk to the person whom he switched bodies with, they could successfully return to their own bodies.

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After successfully dodging two big security guards, several "loving" fans who were "staying" in the room beside where Kyungsoo was staying at in the hotel, and managing to get a hold of a cab, he finally arrived at his apartment. His fancy yet casual clothing stuck out like a sore thumb in his own neighborhood. He stepped inside the apartment then adjusted his cap to cover his face in case anyone would recognize him. When he reached his apartment, he knocked on the door twice.

The door opened not soon later, his own eyes staring right at him. Unlike him though, he was met with excitement and with glee instead of sheer confusion. The door flung open and he was met with a body hugging his own.

Now he was more confused?

When Kyungsoo in Minseok's body pulled away, he was looking at the other with wide and sparkling eyes. He was looking at the other so lovingly, one would think that it was Kyungsoo (in Minseok's body) that was the fan.

"I have been waiting for this day," Kyungsoo said, gently leading Minseok back into the small apartment. "And I had been hoping it was you."

Minseok was so confused. Yes, it was his idol telling him all these lovely things that are making his toes curl and his stomach flip, but why?

"If you remember during the third grade, when you helped a kid buy milk from the canteen because that kid didn't have enough money.." Kyungsoo was blushing, and it was strange for Minseok to see himself blushing, but he welcomed it. He vaguely remembers the story, though.

"That kid was me," Kyungsoo hummed, almost melting with the way his voice crooned. "And I had the biggest crush on you that time,” he nodded, lightly fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “But our family moved away even before I could tell you how cool you were, and how you made me feel seen. My crush was rekindled when you won my fansign event. It was just so unfortunate you didn’t recognize who I was."

Now it was Minseok's turn to blush.

"So now," Kyungsoo smiled widely, "Shall we.. Return to our own bodies?"

"But how," Minseok croaked, voice hoarse from not using it the entire morning.

"Like this," Kyungsoo's smile grew wider as he leaned closer to Minseok then pressed a soft kiss to his lips afterwards.

When Minseok opened his eyes afterwards, he was looking at Kyungsoo. It had indeed worked; they were back to their own bodies. Before Kyungsoo could utter another word, it was Minseok who closed the gap between their lips again.

As they pulled away again, Kyungsoo smiled at Minseok, lightly adjusting his cap. “By any chance, do you have three dollars?”

Minseok tilted his head in confusion again.

“I kinda.. Have a craving, and I want to buy milk from the convenience store.”

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“It's the most wonderful time of the year!” - have a very, merry Holiday @his-mochi-cheeks 🎄 and thank you to @exols-silver-christmas for hosting

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Hey, @starchild--27! I’m your secret Santa ✨ it’s been so lovely getting to know you and hearing about your love for our lovely Chanyeol! I really hope you’ll like this fanfic I’ve written for you as your gift. I really enjoyed writing this! Have a lovely holidays and please let me know what you think!

Pairing: Chanyeol x Baekhyun

Warning: none

Words: 1.6k

A/N: Tysm @exols-silver-christmas for hosting this secret Santa, I loved being a part of it

Chanyeol stares down at the blank sheet music paper in front of him, pen hovering over the page as he wills himself to just write anything down. He tries not to the think about the crumpled up pieces of previous sheet music paper scattered around him, just reminding him of his failure.

He’s had writers block before, it’s nothing new, but this time he has the added pressure of his manager breathing down his neck, reminding him that the song needs to done by tomorrow to be considered for the album.

So, he’s spent the whole day in his studio, scribbling down ideas and hating every single one, getting increasingly more frustrated with himself.

A knock on the door shakes him out of his thoughts. His legs aching from lack of movement as he stands to walk towards the door and open it.

He’s greeted by Baekhyun, his sweet lovely Baekhyun, who barges past him into the room, loudly saying, “Yeol, you’ve been in here all day, take a break with me.”

Chanyeol chuckles as he returns to his chair, watching Baekhyun sit on the studio couch as he replies, “I can’t Baek, this song needs to be done by tomorrow morning, I’ve got nothing.”

Baekhyun’s face morphs into a sympathetic expression. “I know baby but I’m willing to bet that I’m correct in assuming you’ve not eaten all day?”

An expression of guilt spreads onto Chanyeol’s face as he shrugs and says, “Oops?”

Baekhyun groans, leaning over to rustle through a bag that Chanyeol hadn’t even realised he had with him. He passes Chanyeol a takeaway box, placing another one on the sofa next to him. Chanyeol opens the box to find Galbi, instantly hit by the comforting smell of his favourite food.

Glancing over at Baekhyun, he sees he’s opening the other takeaway box which is filled with rice and kimchi as side dishes. Chanyeol places his takeaway box on the desk next to him, striding over to Baekhyun.

He pulls Baekhyun up to standing, giggling at Baekhyun’s startled noise, and envelopes the shorter man in his arms, kissing the top of his head.

“What did I do to deserve you?”

Baekhyun laughs into Chanyeol’s chest, saying, “I’ve been asking myself the same thing.”

That earns Baekhyn a little nip on the ear from Chanyeol, making Baekhyun yelp and scramble away, a grin still on his face. Composing himself, Baekhyun pulls Chanyeol to the couch and says, “Sit.”

Doing as he’s told, Chanyeol finds himself being fed Galbi and side dishes moments later, moaning happily over the taste. When Baekhyun is satisfied Chanyeol will feed himself, he switches to telling Chanyeol about his day. As usual Baekhyun tells every part of it animatedly and he seems determined to make Chanyeol laugh.

He succeeds, of course. By the time the food has gone, Chanyeol’s stress has melted away and a melody is running through his mind.

He kisses Baekhyun gently, thanking him for the food and company before saying, “I’m inspired, can I?”

Baekhyun smiles and gestures for Chanyeol to carry on. Chanyeol bounds over to his computer, fingers itching to turn the melody from thought to actual song.

There’s something comforting about the fact that Baekhyun stays in the room whilst Chanyeol works, playing on his phone and shooting little smiles Chanyeol’s way when they make eye contact at points.

By the time he’s created the backing track for the song, a bit of relief flooding through him, Baekhyun is asleep on the couch. Chanyeol stares at him, a soft smile on his face as he admires his boyfriend.

Baekhyun is beautiful always but the peaceful expression on his sleeping face is one of Chanyeol’s favourite things. He resists all urges to go and cuddle up to Baekhyun, not wanting to disturb him sleeping so peacefully.

He glances at the window, noticing that it’s a clear night, the moon shining brightly surrounded by twinkling stars. He thinks, in that moment, that he’s the luckiest he’s ever been. A glance back at Baekhyun has him thinking ‘that’s because your boyfriend is an angel’.

That’s when it hits him, lyrics to match his backing track bursting into his mind. He can barely make his pen write as fast as the lyrics form in his mind. Of course he just needed Baekhyun to get over his writers block, he knows there’s no greater muse than Baekhyun.

He hits record on his computer, jumps into the recording booth, and sets to singing the demo version of the song. It’s not perfect, of course it isn’t, it won’t be until Baekhyun’s the one singing it. But, it’s good enough to present to his manager, good enough to show Baekhyun.

Leaving the booth, he stops his recording, listening back to ensure he doesn’t need to redo any parts. When he’s satisfied with his creation he moves over to Baekhyun.

He wakes Baekhyn up with soft kisses to his cheeks, forehead, nose, and when Baekhyun awakes, his lips. Baekhyun leans into the kiss, voice groggy as he pulls away and says, “What’s going on?”

Chanyeol grins, gently pulling Baekhyun to stand. As he sits Baekhyun on the chair in front of his computer he says, “It’s done, I finished the song.”

That wakes Baekhyun fully, a rectangle grin on his face as he grabs the headphones. He says, “I wanna hear it.”

Chanyeol presses play, nerves beginning to fill him as he worries Baekhyun won’t like it. He mentally speaks the lyrics to settle himself, stop his worrying thoughts. The lyrics read:

Hello, angel

You're like a painting

When I look at the sky, I can only see you

City street lights

Even when the lights go out

And the moon disappears, it's still shining

Because you are the star

That fell from the sky

I'm smiling for some reason

I can't sleep even if I close my eyes every night

I stay up all night again, thinking of you

Your shining smile makes me breathe

Perhaps you, you

Are hiding your wings behind your back

Yeah, anyone can tell you're my only angel

When I'm with you, I can fly

The sky gives you everything

And the world gave me you (It gave me you)

So you don't leave my side (Uh-huh)

To run away to heaven (Okay)

I'll hold you, I'll lock you, I'll embrace you

Hello, angel (Yeah)

You're like a painting (Come on, come on)

When I look at the sky, I can only see you

City street lights (Come on, come on)

Even when the lights go out and the moon disappears

It's still shining

Because you are the star that fell from the sky

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo (Because that's you)

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo (Because it's you, it's you)

Yeah, he says, "Don't, don't

Casually say that I'm pretty as if it was a joke"

Hug me more warmly like a blanket

Just like the first time, stay by my side

I'll be with you, the one I've always dreamed of

If we can last forever then I'll do anything (Uh-huh)

If it's a dream, I hope I never wake up from it

And I just wanna know about your every day

The sky gives you everything

And the world gave me you (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

So your heart isn't hurt (Woo)

And there aren't any scratches in it (Come on)

I will protect you, I promise to live to take care of you

Hello, angel

You're like a painting

When I look at the sky (When I look at the sky) I can only see you

City street lights

Even when the lights go out and the moon disappears

It's still shining

Because you are the star that fell from the sky

Even the fanciest jewel from heaven

Couldn't be as dazzling as you

Please don't go away

Baby, won't you stay?

I will love you forever

Hello, angel

You're like a painting

When I look at the sky, I can only see you

City street lights

Even when the lights go out and the moon disappears

It's still shining (It's shining)

Because you are the star that fell from the sky

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo (Because are the star)

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

When the song ends, Baekhyun turns to look at Chanyeol with wide eyes. Chanyeol removes the headphones from Baekhyun’s ears and says, “It’s for you, Baekhyun, you’re my muse.”

Next thing Chanyeol knows he’s knocked onto the floor, Baekhyun on top of him as he presses sloppy kisses all over Chanyeol’s face. Chanyeol can’t find it in himself to be mad or grossed out about the sloppiness.

He grins at Baekhyun when their eyes meet and asks, “Do you like it?”

Baekhyun loudly exclaims, “Like it? I love it! Oh my god, I can’t wait to sing it.”

“I can’t wait for you to sing it either.”

That earns Chanyeol a soft kiss that evolves into a more eager one.

When they both pull away breathless, Baekhyun says, “We should go home.”

Chanyeol nods, manoeuvring himself up to standing once Baekhyun is no longer on top of him. Baekhyun attaches himself to Chanyeol’s back whilst he saves his work on the computer and sets the studio back to its previous state before Chanyeol descended on it.

Baekhyun insists on driving them home since he brought the car anyway, Chanyeol had just opted to walk the 30 minutes to the studio that morning. On the drive home Chanyeol sighs.

Baekhyun shoots him a look that says ‘What’s wrong?’, most of the time they can converse without a single word being said.

Chanyeol says, “I’m going to have to change he to she in the lyrics, the company would never let us use a love song with masculine pronouns in it.”

Baekhyn smiles, hand reaching to squeeze Chanyeol’s hand as he says, “Don’t worry, whenever I sing it, I’ll know it’s your love song for me.”

If Baekhyun wasn’t driving Chanyeol would have kissed him hard. He plans to do that when they get home.

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ANNOUNCEMENT

I hope everyone is doing well and is staying hydrated during this comeback season!

Sign ups for this year's Exo-l Secret Santa will be opening on August 1st and will run through September 4th.

Thank you to everyone who participated last year! I hope to see many of you again this year! And to any new blogs that wish to join please know you are more than welcome!

I'll be posting the important date post and the how to participate information soon.

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