Renga Oneshots

christmas

Thank u so much for 1k reads! this is going to be a 1k special, ik its not christmas anymore but i couldnt think of anything else to write about. so enjoy <3. Btw they are about 20 and living togehter

Reki's POV

"Hey, honey, wake up." I gently patted Langa's shoulder, my voice soft but insistent.

"Mmm... five more minutes," he mumbled, turning away from me and burying his face into the pillow.

I chuckled. Typical.

Shrugging, I let him have his extra minutes, heading to the bathroom to freshen up before returning. This time, I didn't hold back—I flicked on the lights.

"Langa, come on, wake up."

He groaned, pulling the covers over his head. "Rekiii," he whined, his voice muffled.

I smiled, walking up to the bed and leaning over him. "Good morning," I murmured before pressing a kiss to his forehead. "And... Merry Christmas."

His grip on the blanket loosened slightly, and his face softened. Sleepy blue eyes peeked out from under the covers, and a small, lazy smile crept onto his lips.

"C'mere," he mumbled, gesturing for me to sit beside him.

I climbed onto the bed, and as soon as I did, he nestled into me, resting his head on my shoulder. His arms looped around my waist, pulling me closer, and I couldn't help but melt into the warmth of his embrace.

"Merry Christmas, Reki," he whispered, his voice still heavy with sleep.

I smiled, soaking in the quiet moment.

Then, of course, my phone started ringing, shattering the peaceful silence.

"Ugh," I groaned, fishing my phone out of my pocket. "Hold on a sec." I answered, putting it on speaker.

"Hi, Mom!"

"Merry Christmas!" my mom and all my sisters chorused in unison, their voices overlapping.

I chuckled under my breath. "Merry Christmas!" Langa and I said together, and I reached over to hold his hand.

"I hope you two have a great Christmas," my mom said warmly. "And if you can, stop by later—we have gifts for you boys."

"Alright, Mom, we'll try to come by."

"Well, I won't keep you too long. Love you, honey! Merry Christmas!"

"Love you too! Bye, Mom!"

As soon as the call ended, I turned back to Langa, who was still snuggled into my side.

"Hey," I said, nudging him gently. "Wanna go make some hot chocolate?"

His eyes lit up instantly, the sleepiness vanishing in an instant.

"Yes."

I laughed, shaking my head. He was so cute. How could I not love him?

Langa was clinging to me as we walked down the stairs to the kitchen, his grip on my hand tight. He was always extra clingy in the mornings, and honestly? I didn't mind it one bit.

Once we got to the kitchen, I gathered all the ingredients while he leaned against the counter, watching me with sleepy but curious eyes.

"Hey, can you warm the milk up for us?" I asked.

He nodded and shuffled over to the microwave, pressing the buttons with precise movements. While he did that, I started mixing the cocoa powder and sugar, adding just the right amount to make it sweet but not overpowering.