Ik this is after christmas but like i couldn't time it right with the schedule and the story line so we have to deal with it 💔
!Disclaimer!: In this story, L/N Y/N, aka you, is not religious. But, the Oikawa's celebrate Christmas and you are joining in on the celebration. This isn't any kind of attempt at conversion or anything as i'm not even religious myself lol. Thanks for reading as always and enjoy💕
"You're kidding." You shake your head, holding back your laugh.
"You've really never had eggnog?"
"Nope." Tooru gasps at your statement. He is walking down the aisle of the market, backpedaling to face you.
"Well you need to try it now, without alcohol of course." You nod thankfully at him, you had mentioned once before you don't drink and Tooru took note immediately.
"Well I'm hoping you like cookies," He grins as he pulls a bag of sugar cookie mix off the shelf. The box is decorated with colors promoting the different artificially colored and flavored frosting, along with the variations of sprinkles.
"I can just make something from scratch Tooru," You chuckle, taking the box to look at it, "This does not look—"
"Healthy? That's the point." He snatches them out of your hand and puts them in the basket, his eyes twinkling. "A little Red Dye 40 never hurt nobody."
He spins back around, continuing his scouring of the shelves for anything to bring home for christmas dinner.
You observe him, the pep in his step, the christmas themed clothing. He really seemed to love this time of year.
He turns around, his eyes squinted. "Have you ever built a ginger bread house?"
Your heart pangs, and you slowly shake your head.
Here comes the pity
But the sparkle in his eyes doesn't get replaced by a look of pity, and he darts off to somewhere in the store.
You laugh softly to yourself, continuing to look for Emma's list of items she gave you, specifically you and not Tooru.
He returns back a second later carrying a giant box with a glamorous ginger bread structure advertised on the front.
You cover your mouth, "No way."
He grins proudly, "We're gonna build you a castle Y/N."
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"Don't make a mess," Emma warns as you and Tooru take over the dining room.
He salutes to her, looking at you in excitement.
The cookies were currently cooling on the oven rack, with the addition of ginger bread people that Oikawa had made too large the night before, so they were blown up.
"It's water weight." He justified, and you laughed as you piped on features.
"Make that one you, and that one me." He points at two cookies, and you nod, piping his swoopy hair and glasses onto his face.
"Ew—Don't give me my glasses." He pouts, earning a shrug, "That's how I picture you in my mind—Sorry."
You smile unapologetically, and he rolls his eyes, taking the piping bag.
"Hey—" He sticks his tongue out of the side of his mouth, focusing as he pipes on the cookie that was supposed to be you.
You tilt your head at it, you looked so happy.
Well at least as happy as a cookie can look lmao
He reaches over to the sprinkles and puts two star ones on your "eyes," he doesn't look at you as he does so, reaching over and grabbing a few blue, round sprinkles to decorate his shirt.
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FanfictionHis eyes lock with yours, his heart pounding in his chest. He leans back down toward your neck, lips ghosting your skin. Oikawa could feel the heat radiating from your body, his own body getting warmer by the second. He didn't know why he did it or...
