#she doesnt even talk to ariel in this thing yet wtf is uP

[rkcheri]

someday at christmas

it’s been ages since she’s seen ariel. ( not really, she just saw her a few weeks ago at one of the award shows but that was work and this was so clearly a different type of gathering )  unlike those events, where professionalism was at the utmost priority among her and the other idol attendees, mijoo had to forgo pleasantries and stick with soft hugs and cute waves from a distance. but as christmas nears, and mijoo’s luck has thoroughly run out for the year for her to have to work through both christmas eve and day, she’s more than relieved to find a few days of down-time ( two days, specifically, two days of down-time ) to squeeze in the few christmas festivities she was invited ( and more pointedly, allotted in her small frame of time during this busy season ) to ; more than gleefully gathering the gifts she had ordered ahead of time ( having already felt it in her grainy body of bones that she wouldn’t be able to give them out in person ) and stacking them into the car before she and mason make their way to ariel’s sister’s home.

she’s only officially met the older girl a handful of times, but the fact that she was invited to something so intimate and festive as christmas at the other’s home was something that warmed mijoo’s heart. as for mijoo, her own home extremely lacked the christmas spirit due to the busyness of their schedule. it was quite unfortunate that they weren’t able to decorate  --  something, in the past, mijoo would have done the moment the clock stroke midnight on december 1st.

it’s a longer car ride than she expects, but once there, there’s no stopping her five foot four frame from leaping out of the vehicle ; subsequently ( and not at all intentionally ) leaving mason to haul most of the heavier presents while her own arms were chalked full of bags. finger pressing the elevator door open for him to enter as they rise up from the garage. her hand quickly glances at her phone, to make sure that she doesn’t get the wrong unit number as they further ascend up the building ; firmly making their way out of the elevator and towards the home. with all mijoo’s christmas cheer and fake ‘ ho , ho, ho ’ s along the way when the door swings open; she’s an elf in the making once the gifts are safely deposited beneath the tree and a glass of what she is safely assuming is eggnog is placed into her hand. with one swallow, she can’t help the warming of her stomach. it oddly felt reminiscent of home.         ━━     ﹡ 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋 、