Two dogs, a Guinea pig and a donkey in a Santa hat walk into a university.
This isn’t the lead up to a bad joke btw there’s legit just a random petting zoo in the middle of the main campus hallway. what a morning.
Chandler Riggs, who plays Carl Grimes on The Walking Dead, shot at our booth this weekend at Heroes and Villains Fan Fest in San Jose. He shot four for four, showing us all the skills that have kept him alive this long!
“You need to be more careful,
(name).” Carl says, glancing at you. “I’m trying to be Carl.” You say back, grabbing his arm and stopping him. “I’m just not that good at fighting.” “Well you need to be, I don’t want you getting hurt.” You stared up at him questioningly. He sighed and glanced away, “I love you, okay?” He turned back around, staring you straight in the eyes. You smiled up at him, “I love you too."
Anon asked: Hey lovely! Can I request a fluffy,
Christmassy scenario with Jungkook where you have a Christmas party at school
and you are each other’s secret santa? Please and thank you ❤🎄🎅
This request is so cute! It’s been a while since I’ve done Secret Santa, let alone in school, but this is somewhat how I remembered it… Thanks so much for your ADORABLE request (seriously, I absolutely loved writing this) I hope it meets your expectations ❤❤
Genre: Fluff Jungkook x reader Length: 1.3k words
“Next we have this one
for Jungkook?” Mr Song said from the front of the room, rummaging through the
bag that held all the Secret Santa gifts as he walked towards the boy. You
along with all your classmates had gone to your teacher that morning with all
your gifts so he could collect them and give them out anonymously. You watched
with sharp eyes as Mr Song handed the carefully wrapped present to Jungkook,
the tiny little note you’d written containing a hint hanging off of a gold
string. As the teacher moved away to continue handing out the gifts you watched
Jungkook as he read the note, a small smile creeping onto his face. He looked
up suddenly and his eyes immediately met yours, taking you by surprise. You
diverted your attention from him instantly, hoping he hadn’t seen you watching.
“Y/N?” The teacher
called your name, giving you a reason to lose interest in the boy. Your teacher
crossed the room and came to you, a little gift-wrapped cylinder held in his
hand. You took it, more than a little excited as to what was inside. You
wondered subconsciously how your Secret Santa had managed to wrap it so well.
You searched for the note, and found that it was taped to the bottom of the
Merry Christmas Y/N!! Your gift is the hint ;)
This was all that it
said, and it intrigued you even further as to what the gift could be, and to
who had bought it for you. You unscrewed the top of the cylindrical gift
excitedly, peering into it immediately. You found that inside there were three
things. Some of your favourite candy was the first one, which made you giggle a
little bit. It felt a little personal since they’d actually tied it to
something you liked. It could’ve just been a coincidence though, so you looked
past it at what else there was. You found a rose next, and pulled it out,
gasping a little at the kind of un-Christmassy gift. It was a delicate pink,
the petals soft as velvet. You stared at it, noting that all of the thorns had
been thoughtfully snipped off by whoever your Secret Santa was. You were
completely bewildered, and wondered if this was the hint they were talking
The last thing in the
box was a little perfume, which you immediately opened so you could smell it.
It was perfect, the exact smells that
you loved filling your senses. You were really intrigued by the fact that you’d
gotten a really decent present, and all of the pieces were stuff that reflected
things you actually liked. In the other Secret Santa gifts you’d received in
previous years you’d simply gotten things like gummy worms and a pack of
pencils, but this year you felt genuinely touched with the effort this person
had put in for you. It was clearly someone you knew well, and you instantly
looked up to scan the room for your friends.
But as soon as your eyes
left your gift they flitted to Jungkook, who was, strangely enough, watching
you in a similar way to how you were earlier. A light blush settled on his
cheeks as he hurriedly turned away from you, but you’d seen it. You watched him
as he trapped his bottom lip with his teeth nervously, staring intently at the
front of the room as if he had most definitely not been watching you. You
smiled a little bit before turning to watch the teacher hand out the remaining
gifts, waiting to be dismissed.
Mr Song handed over the
last little present, before telling the class that in their lunch break they
should seek out their Secret Santa. And that was exactly what you planned to
When the bell rang, you
immediately gathered up your gift and stood up to go to Jungkook. However, by
the time you had picked up your bag, he had already left the classroom. You
frowned in confusion, noting that all six of his friends had remained inside so
they could talk to their own Secret Santas. You wondered why he’d left so
You crossed and exited
the room quickly, hoping you could catch up to Jungkook. Quickly looking up and
down the corridor to check if he was there, you found him standing in front of
his locker. You only saw the back of him and yet you still knew it was him
somehow. You went up to him and tapped him on the shoulder.
He turned to look at
you, probably thinking it was one of his friends, but when he realised it wasn’t
he jumped back violently in surprise. You stifled a giggle.
“Oh. Sorry. Um, you
surprised me,” he stuttered, turning back to his locker, trying very hard to
stay focussed on everything but you.
“Don’t apologise,” you
told him, pulling your Secret Santa gift out of your bag distractedly. You
tapped his arm again to get him to turn back to you. He did, his cheeks a
little flushed as he looked from your face to the gift.
“Was this you?” you
asked him, and he froze immediately. Despite his embarrassment, he still
struggled to keep a grin off of his face.
“No. It wasn’t me.”
“Yes, it was.”
“Are you sure?”
“So it was you?”
“No! I said it wasn’t-“
“But you said yes-“
“I meant no.”
“But yes doesn’t mean
He stared at you, eyeing
you in annoyance as he tried to get around what you were saying. You were
teasing him - that much was clear.
“It was you, wasn’t it?”
you insisted, smirking. He looked as if the competitive side of him really didn’t
want to give in, and he turned away from you and continued putting his stuff in
“Maybe,” he said
finally, his voice lowering as if he was secretly ashamed of himself. You
smiled, pleased that it really was him. It made you so happy that he had been
so thoughtful just for you.
“Thank you,” you told
him quietly, watching as he placed a textbook on the neat stack he’d already
made at the top of his locker. He mumbled something to you in response, but you
didn’t hear what it was. Right before you were going to ask what it was he had
said, you saw him pull his Secret Santa gift from his bag and put it carefully
in his locker.
“So do you know who gave
you yours?” you asked him casually, taking a few steps back so you could open
your own locker.
He glanced at you in his
peripheral vision, a small smile creeping over his lips. “I might have an idea
of who it could be. But I’m not telling.”
You placed your own bag
in your locker. “Why not?”
He closed his locker
door and came to stand next to you, watching you carefully as his tall figure
loomed over you. “Because I want her to come and tell me.”
You looked up at him and
noted the sly grin on his face, fully aware of his guess. It was a bit of a
change from the scared little bunny you’d been facing earlier now that you’d
swapped places in the conversation, but you kept your reply calm. “You might be
waiting a while then. I know who gave it to you and she’s a bit shy when it
comes to you.”
His face changed
completely. “She doesn’t need to be shy,” he said strangely, looking somewhat
“Are you sure? You can
be scary sometimes.”
He blushed yet again. “Scary?
I don’t want her thinking I’m scary.”
“You’ll have to be extra
nice to her then,” you said, grinning. You closed your locker door slowly,
being careful to not do it too fast that it disrupts any of the things you
arranged. Right as you went to look back at Jungkook again, he dipped down and
brushed his lips over your cheek softly. You froze, completely shocked, and
when he straightened up again his cheeks were scarlet.
“Would that be nice
enough for her?” he stammered, seeming extremely nervous about what he’d just
done. You couldn’t stop the smile from decorating your face as your heart
warmed at his efforts.
“Yeah, I think so.”
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