out of left field ? p.js | ?

After a hot shower and in a fresh change of warm pajamas, you were in front of the Christmas tree with all of the boxes of decorations for it. You had already wound the lights around it when Jisung joined you in the living room, hair still damp from his shower—he'd given you first shower out of guilt.

"Hey, you know where Chenle is?" You asked, flipping open boxes of ornaments. Chenle's loft bedroom had a private bathroom, so you figured he'd be out by now.

"He got a call—Mark, I think," Jisung informed you.

"Oh, that'll take an hour," you snorted. "You can help me. Put any ornaments that have Chenle's name on them aside, he gets to put those up whenever he's done."

"Any ornaments with your name are yours to put up?" He guessed, reaching into a box and pulling out an ornament in the shape of a bear with a Santa hat on. The white band of the hat had 'Chenle' written in cursive.

"Yep. Everything else is fair game for you. Quick tip, any bear ornaments will be Chenle's. That's his parent-assigned motif."

"Got it. And what's yours?"

You held up the honeybee ornament that you'd just fished out, letting it dangle and twist in the air, the yellow gems catching the light. "Bees. They had a theme, kind of."

"I'll keep an eye out." He reached up to hang a blue and gold ornament on a higher branch, though you could feel his eyes on you as you put your own up on a middle branch. Finally, he blurted out, "Are you sure you didn't get hurt earlier?"

"Yeah, Jisung, I'm okay," you chuckled. "Really, we were both wearing so many layers we were practically bubblewrapped."

He visibly relaxed. "Okay, good."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. But I crashed into you, not the other way around."

"True, but you had a much less graceful descent."

He visibly grimaced, a bashful smile on his face. "Mm-hm. Thank you for bringing that up again."

"Pretty sure you brought it up again," you teased, nudging his arm with yours as you reached in front of him to hang an ornament.

"And I would love to change the topic now." He grabbed an ornament in the shape of a snowman.

"What's your major?" You decided to save him this time. "You and Chenle had bio lab together, but I know he took bio for non-majors, so you're not a STEM major either..."

Jisung made a buzzer noise, and you blinked at him in surprise. He cracked a grin as he said, "Cybersecurity."

"Ah, so you're a baseball jock and a little computer geek..." You nodded slowly, grabbing another ornament. "The duality of man, truly."

"Geek?" He repeated incredulously.

"What? I think it's cute." You giggled and put up the glass snowflake in your hand. Then, you turned back to him hopefully. "Ooh, actually, my laptop gets possessed sometimes ever since Chenle clicked on one of those sketchy porn pop-up ads when we were fourteen. You don't think you would be able to take a look at it sometime, would you?"

Jisung visibly sustained whiplash at your words, his head jerking back and eyes going wide before he furrowed his brows. "Wait, what? How old is your laptop? He did what to it? What do you mean it gets possessed? What exactly does it do?"