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Your tail bone was being a literal pain again. Physical pain on top of emotional pain makes you teary eyed as you hope rest will fix it. The sound of jingling bells are faintly picked up as you unwind in your dark cool bedroom.
You fuzzily awaken to find your room more light and warm. You blink to see the sentient chibified form of your beloved appear on your nightstand. He waved his Bungeoppang at you; the scent of the fish shaped pastry is fresh and warm in the air, offering you to take a bite yourself, the creamy insides making you sniffle as thanks.
Your finger rubs his chibi cute head, petting him gently. He flushes in the cheeks, but his eyes wobble with concern. "Noona, is there anything more we can do to soothe your aches?”
Mini Beru uses his healing skill as best he can on your undie covered bum while Mini Igris was trying not to tip over from being tied up with tinsel due to some hijinks. Mini Tusk used his magic flames to at least soothe your afflicted area in case Beru's healing didn't suffice. Mini Tank cuddled your hand and licked your fingers, giving thanks by scratching under his chin.
"Dream or not ... thanks, little guys." That's when another presence made themselves known as they all turned to said figure walking around the bed from the shadows in the corner. His hand dismissing his shadow generals but letting his tiny self give you a nose kiss before following his soldiers back to the Realm of Repose.
Despite being an immortal man, your Jinwoo was technically stuck looking 25 if he didn't physically alter his appearance to age normally like everyone else. You were a few years older, case in point his Noona.
And he was your Woo Woo, currently wearing a red sweater with snowflakes crossing horizontally, as he sat on the edge of the bed, giving your hand a squeeze, leaning down to kiss your cheek, then your nose, and lastly your forehead.
"How are you feeling, baby?”
"I've been better. It's not just the tailbone. The holidays were never really my thing.”
"I know." He gave you some ibuprofen and a glass of water to help you down the tabs.
"Is it ... really you? Not just a figment? Or another trying dream?" Your words turn to mush as tears and sniffles leave you. Whether it was the pain relievers kicking in or your tailbone finally relieved through your crying due to anxiety triggered by chronic tension in your pelvic floor. You didn't know. All you do know is you need your Jin ASAP.
He cradles your blotchy face and kisses you as such. Shushes and coos you soothingly as he pulls out a handkerchief to help clean up the snot and tears. He suckles and chews on your red puffy cheeks, making a gaggle of giggles leave your lips, as was his intention.
"I'm always real to you, angel." His appearance changed to show himself in the Santa Claus hat and coat, a knapsack full of gift wrapped presents by his feet. "And for you, my dear sweet Y/n, your present."
He helped prop you up against your pillows as you laid on your side. His giant scarred hand cradles your smaller soft hand as he aided you in unwrapping your red and light blue shimmering small box of a present and taking off the lid.
It was a custom-made snowglobe, crafted with engravings of silver and obsidian metals serving as the base. Amidst the water and the swirling snow laid a mini crafted castle of Shadows, Jinwoo in his Monarch armor, you in a flowing white dress laced and swirled with touches of obsidian and violet. Both of you danced as music like chimes played while your figures both spun around in your own little winter wonderland. They seemed so lifelike.
"Knowing you this past year has been unlike anything I've ever felt before. All the powers of a Monarch could never stop the rush I feel when I see your eyes, when I speak your name, when I hold you so close like this."
He moves to sit right by you to cradle you, warmth filling his expression as he watches you gaze at the musical snow globe. "Do you like it?"
"I love it ... thank you, yeon-in." Your face angles and turns up to kiss his jawline. "Did I use the right term this time? Or should I say Santa~?"
He deeply chuckles as he litters a trail of kisses along your chin and jawline. "Aien, yeon-in, Santa ... they're all me." He helps you set your globe on your nightstand. "Now then, how would you feel about going out with me tonight?"
Your giddy self clings to him as he swept you up in his arms. The setting of your bedroom turns to shadowy wisps and cool gusts as he teleports you both to the bustling glitzy setting of Seoul amidst the holiday markets and displays.
His shadows clad you in a comfy jacket, a sweater dress, leggings, and boots for the immersion. His Santa outfit changed into a familiar beige trench coat, a black turtleneck, grey slacks, and fancy snug black shoes and socks. He offers his arm to you with that flushed grin. "Shall we?"
You both explore his hometown like the booths selling and handing out samples. Such as him having you try things out with him like roasted chestnuts, some fish-shaped bread, and sweet egg bread; Gyeran-ppang. His thumb brushed the stray drops of Sujeonggwa; a spiced, sweet drink with persimmons like cinnamon punch.
The sight of carolers, the activity in the nearby amusement park with its very own skating rink, has him escorting you there just to immerse you in the variety of sights. You giggle as his shadows make you and him literally float just over the ice, startling and puzzling the other skaters on the rink, bringing a snort and chortle out of him.
But the moment you both wandered out of the city glamour and into the decorated natures filled with fairy lights and falling snow, he bowed to you, offering you his hand. "Would you honor me with a dance, aien?"
His shadows twirled around you to change your attire before his very own eyes. Now clad in a red and white hooded caped dress with ribbon adoring your head. His strapping wine suit that his shadows put him in complimenting your outfit as he dips you and lifts you up in the air during your little dance.
Others caught sight of you both. Whether couples or families or even the sparkling wisps in the air, they all watched you two dance like a ballerina and her regal prince.
The tinsel garland, the many wreaths, the sight of snowman and reindeer all blur past you as you're lost in your own little world with him, easing you into the steps while also sweeping you off your feet, snow dusting both of you in the hair, on clothes and lashes. He kisses you enticingly.
"Pulling out all the stops, are we?" Your tease against his lips make him smirk and kiss your more, distracting you as he springs off the ground, his lips curling wider at how you clutched him from how high you both were, partaking in the radiant view. He floats down to the balcony of what he introduced as his own private apartment. "Are you sure your folks don't mind you not being with them tonight?"
"Jinah's on a date with Jinho. Mom and Dad have decades' worth of catching up to do back at the family apartment. Plus, I told them ahead of time that I already had plans for tonight. Just me and you, my little angel."
His shadows opened and closed the sliding door for him so he could carry you over the threshold. The small Christmas tree display, the lite up tinsel garlands on every archway, and the homey music played softly in the background as his shadows bowed to you both.
The smell of warmly prepared food made you drool. He draped you across his lap on his comfy couch as the prepared feast littered his coffee table. "For you, my dear sarrang."
Japchae; stir-fried noodles, and Galbijjim; braised short ribs, with a Japanese-inspired strawberry cream Christmas cake in the center. Sikhye; a sweet, fermented rice drink, helps you down them. You feed each other, suck on each other's Sikhye dripping lips, and cuddle.
"Jinwoo, you overwhelm me with the strength to keep going. You make me feel brave even when the world — when life is squeezing me dry. You keep me going. You're my anchor. My inspiration. My very own pillar of strength."
"I feel the exact same way, Y/n, every single thing. It's always been you." His shadows handled packing up the leftovers and cleaning up as you both lay on the couch together, all warmly fuzzy from the good food, the good vibes, spending this day with him. You want to properly thank him. Through his shadows, through him, he could read your very forbidden thoughts.
"My naughty little minx ... you want to ride my sleigh that badly?"
"Yes, please ... Santa baby~ Let me be good to you tonight~"
The sight of you stripping down and having his shadows wrap you up in the strangely long red ribbon from your hair and plopping his Santa hat on your head makes the man snarl, his aura and eyes eminating now the whimsy of Saint Nick but the sinfulness of Krampus as he lifts you off your feet and throws you over his shoulder, smacking your rippling cheeks to fill the air with your sleazy cheers.
His shadows shred his suit as he tosses you on his bed, immediately devouring you and your gushing pussy. His bare back flexes as your fingers leave scratches along his sculpted muscles, his growl filled moans fill your ears heatedly. He has you tasting yourself as he makes out with you right after, drool and essence slipping out the corners of your mouths.
As he tears the ribbons off your glowing form, he spreads his Christmas cheer all over your face, your breasts, just about everywhere, as he jacks off his cumming cock, the squelching wet sounds making you both stain the sheets already. "I am the gift that keeps on giving. Isn't that right, my good little girl?"
"Oh yes Jin~! Yes I'll be good for you~!" His log thrusts needily between your jiggling boobs. He rolls you on your side so his throbbing length can jut right between your thighs, rubbing right on your fluttering cunt but not piercing you yet, lathering himself up in your juices.
"Jingle your balls right in my suger plums, beloved~!" Your wanton mewls fill the air as his nutsack slaps your stretch marked cheeks with such gusto. His hips stutter at your continued use of holiday terms for some sexual innuendo.
"Your wish is my command, my stunning snowflake." He lifts up your leg from under the knee to rub his swollen leaking head right into your quivering lips. "Fuck, I've missed this, love. Missed you. So damn much!" He groans as your slickened melons rub his pecs, having him devour your chest; tongue and teeth included.
"Nnmph~! Fuck, Jinwoo, yes~! Give me those cherry nubs! Nnnh, make me yours~!" He sucks your nipples red and raw, littering teeth marks from your neck to your tummy, from your inner thighs to your hips. His giant hands grip your hip handles until finger imprints and bruises were left in their wake.
Rocking around his sturdy bed, the headboard slams the wall and the mattress squeaks as he ruts like the polar express explores in and out of your tight walls. "My dear sweet Mrs. Claus ... having your belly round with our child ... now that's what I call a perfect gift."
Your toes curl and your back arches as you cling to him, feeling him rubbing your gummy walls. "Oh Jinwoo my love~! Never stop fucking me~!" He rolls you both over, having you ride him properly, tapping his throbbing length like a mad man up in your quivering caverns, flapping your now marked breasts in his face.
"These feelings burning up inside ... I know neither of us are used to these kinds of things ... but I'm glad it's with you ... and only you." He sits up so he can sloppily make out with you, caging up both your cries as you milked him dry, his own seed stroking right up into your womb. He ruts through the high release, whimpering as your hands tug and run through his messy lovely hair.
The rest of the night hereafter is foggy from the twinkling of afterglow. He settles down with you laying atop him, still womb deep in you but limp dick satisfied, cradling you, brushing back your hair, kissing your forehead, settling down with you as you go into the ZZZs.
The moment you wake up, you do feel sore. And sticky. But the muffled sounds of children's glee reach your ears as the soft light of morning sneaks into the room. Jinwoo looks to be still asleep. He looked the same except for his hair.
It was longer, slight curls were at the nape of his neck, and the top parts were fluffier than ever before, with the bangs hanging in his eyebrows. It all perfectly frames his handsome face that you crawl up to and kiss all over. This felt like no dream. It feels too real. Albeit a ripple in time. You know he's OP ... turning reality on its head.
He chuckles sleepily from your face smooches, his grey eyes crinkled open for you as you move down to suckle on his pecs, licking all the way down to his abs, teething and biting them. His back arches and his hands flex while gripping your hips as his pent-up sighs and soft moans make you grin.
"Careful, you. I'd rather the kids not see their parents get all erotic on Christmas morning." His aroused filled panting as him already twitching inside you. You bit your bottom lip to keep your squeal in as he lifted you off him reluctantly, pulling himself out, cradling your still messy selves together.
"You were never gonna take me back home, were you?" His steely gaze was there a moment before it becomes tender as his hand waves over his empty nightstand to summon your gifted snowglobe of yourselves. "OK, that's a relief. I really do love my gift ... but really, are there still more surprises to come?"
Jinwoo's smug smile meets your lips. "Having the Shadow Monarch as your lover comes with many surprises, Y/n. After all ..." He hand envelops your left bare one, sliding down to reveal the wedding band ring that was now on your ring finger. "... you are my wife. From the moment we found each other ... getting to know you this past year ... I knew I needed to make you mine."
His strongest shadows watched the kids as you two took a warm, quick shower, changed the sheets, and put on your Christmas sweaters and sweatpants before heading to the living room hand in hand.
The sight of kiddie Suho and his younger sister D/n in their PJs, wrapping chibi Igris in tinsel garland and putting reindeer antlers atop chibi Tank, it made you and Jinwoo watch in humor filled affection. Suho is the spitting image of his father, but D/n is a blend of him and you.
"They're precious." You hummed as he hugged you from behind.
"They're our little miracles." Jinwoo kisses you some more before you see him scooping up his squirming giggling kids, growling playfully as he gives them wet buzzing cheeks kisses. "Come here, you little rascals."
He cooks some hotteok; sweet filled pancakes, for breakfast, along with preparing cups and mugs of some lactose free milk on the side. His chest blooms with warmth as he watched your kids clinging to you on the couch, calling you mama in their attempts to say eomma.
After having breakfast together at the small dining table, Beru gladly became his liege's footstool for around a minute before Suho tackled his favorite former Ant King into playing with him. D/n rubbed chibi Tank's belly like her furry pet. You placed chibi Tusk atop the tree, serving as the fiery magical star. And Jinwoo helped Igris out of the tinsel.
You curled up against Jinwoo on the couch as you both watched the kids tear up their presents open to find toys, Suho and D/n saying appa as well as papa as they wave their gifts at him, even calling him Santa. The twinkle in his eye made them more rambunctious, seemingly hitting the mark.
Jinwoo's knuckles brush yours, revealing his own wedding band before cupping your chin to tilt your face up enough to have you notice the mistletoe hanging above you both.
"Merry Christmas, Y/n." He kisses you briefly.
"Merry Christmas, Jinwoo ... my husband~" Your hand brushes his cheek as you reciprocated.
Suho and D/n's squealing selves seeing mommy and daddy being mushy had you both grabbing your rugrats for some overdue raspberries in the cheeks. With you and Jinwoo working together, your little ones were all trapped and at their parents mercy.
The content sensations of a hearty breakfast followed by a joyous morning has you and Jinwoo taking a nice long nap with your precious babies nestled safely between you both in your big shared bed.
All you ever wanted was for Jinwoo to be only yours.
But the best thing that you never knew you needed ... was this. A new life. Two bundles of joy. And this gift of a man. Your man. Your Jinwoo.