out of left field ? p.js | ?

"What about this one?" Mr. Song, the elderly man who had run the Christmas tree farm in town for as long as your family had been coming for the holidays, was showing you around to the various trees they had for sale.

"Ah, too skinny." You shook your head. "We have a lot of ornaments. And a vaulted ceiling too, so we can get a taller one."

"Right, of course. How could I forget?" His eyes crinkled fondly as he walked you around by the elbow. "You and your brother have gotten so big, Y/N. I remember when you two were up to my knee. Always playing hide and seek in the trees."

"We used to think you were Santa Claus," you giggled, gesturing to his big, bushy beard. "We told everyone we knew that we got our Christmas tree from Santa every year."

"Good to see that Chenle and your boyfriend get along so well." He nodded to where Chenle and Jisung were throwing snowballs at each other. More accurately, Jisung was pelting them at Chenle with scary precision, and Chenle was doing his best to throw some back in between peals of laughter.

"Oh, Jisung is Chenle's friend from school, he's not my boyfriend," you clarified quickly.

"My mistake." Mr. Song patted your arm.

After circling the next one Mr. Song showed you, you were content, inspecting how dense the branches were, the height, and general shape.

"Guys!" You yelled out to get Chenle and Jisung's attention. They ceased their (unfair) battle, meandering over to you. "What do you think?"

Chenle gave it a once-over before nodding. "Great pick as always, Y/N."

"Is that going to fit through the front door?" Jisung asked skeptically, trying to fit his arms around it to gauge the size.

"It will," you promised as Chenle pulled out his checkbook.

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Two of Mr. Song's grandsons brought the tree up to the cabin in their truck, and you had to open both front doors all the way for them to carry it in. They got it set up in the corner for you, and you sent them on their way with an extra cash tip.

"We've got to let the branches settle before we can decorate it," you advised Jisung. "So we'll do that tomorrow."

"Y/N's got a whole thing about the tree," Chenle added from one of the couches, turning the TV on.

"Smells nice," Jisung piped up.

"Did your family have real trees or artificial ones?" You asked, taking up the other couch.

Jisung seemed to momentarily panic about where to sit, before taking the empty space at the end of Chenle's couch, facing you. "A fake one. It came with the lights already on. Easier for my mom to set up."

"One or two?" Chenle asked abruptly.

"What?"

"Two!" You answered, and Chenle immediately played a movie from whatever streaming service he was scrolling through. You went to fill Jisung in, "It's a game we like to play. One of us will assign numbers to things in our head without telling the other, and you have to reply with a number without really knowing what you're picking."

"I couldn't decide which movie to watch," Chenle added.

"So, instead of a coin flip, you used Y/N?" Jisung clarified.

"Sort of. You can do it for more than two options. Like..." You tilted your head back and forth as you tried to think of one on the spot. As soon as you had, you perked up. "One, two or three?"

"Three?"

"Hot chocolate it is." You stood up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen.

Jisung turned in his seat to keep you in his eyesight. "Wait, what were the options?"

"That's part of the fun." You smiled. "Sometimes you never know."

A few minutes later, you came back into the room with three mugs of hot chocolate, and handed one each to Chenle and Jisung before sitting back on your couch.

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Several movies, rounds of various video games, and large pizzas later, you were beat. Standing up from your couch, you stretched and started grabbing everyone's plates.

"I'll get these if you guys put the food away?"

Chenle gave you a thumbs-up, his eyes locked on his phone screen.

"Night!" You tossed back over your shoulder as you traipsed out of the room.

"Night!" Your brother echoed.

"Goodnight!" Jisung replied.

As soon as you were bundled up in your blankets in your room, you videocalled Sooyoung. She picked up, the familiar scenery of her childhood bedroom in the background.

"Hey!" She beamed. "How was day one? Kill Chenle? Make any moves on cute library guy?"

"We know his name now, Soo!" You laughed.

"But a nickname is so fun and mysterious!"

"I did almost kill Chenle in the first ten minutes of the car ride," you groaned. "Jisung surprisingly came to my defense."

"Your brother's friend took your side against him? Wow..."

"He's really sweet, he's making an effort to be my friend too."

"Friend? Or something else?" She waggled her eyebrows.

"I don't know, it's been one day," you giggled, rolling over onto your back. "Anyway, how's your family?"

You stayed up chatting for another hour before finally going to sleep, giddy with thoughts of what could happen tomorrow.