"Oh God, not him." Namjoon almost faceplanted the table. His little boy was touching that fuckboy, what was he going to do?

"I got a phone call today from Santa's elf, sounded a lot like a certain toddler you know. He said I have to come, not be mean and be really, really nice and celebrate Christmas with you." Ten explained as he crouched down to smile at Tae. "You did? Little badass." Yeah, maybe he shouldn't use that word around kids. Whatever. "And look at you, all fashionable. You're fierce, you're killing it."

Tilting his head back, Ten looked up at Hobi with a smirk. "By the way, he butt-dialled me by accident and left a forty minute long message in my inbox so ... you may not have minutes."

Jimin came running out, Jungkook behind them, all of them rushing to Ten. For some reason. "TEN! Did you get us anything?! Ten! What did we get?"