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⌲ ❝ i'll miss you this christmas ❞
『ushijima wakatoshi × tendou satori』

⸙.

『あ、もうクリスマスだよね?』

For me, Christmas is fun. You get together with your friends to attend various places together, while you eat dinner with your family in the evening. It's thrilling to do the countdown together, then you'll wake up in the morning, looking forward to a new year.

"Tendou, how do you cut these?"

I placed the magazine down and looked at Wakatoshi-kun who's having a hard time cutting the meat we bought yesterday. "Wakatoshi-kun, that's a bread knife. You'll never cut the meat with that."

"Oh."

December 23, 2029. We're celebrating Christmas a bit earlier than the rest.

I stood up to get the chef's knife placed at the sink. "I'll wash it first."

"Tendou," I looked at him once more. His olive eyes are so focused on the meat, while he's rubbing the meat carefully with his left hand. "What are we going to cook?"

"You're seriously so cute, Wakatoshi-kun," I nudged him on his elbow and pulled the cutting board closer to me. "Watch."

Despite his large build, there's still a lot of things that make him adorable. When he's curious, he'll just sit in front of you: his elbows resting on the table, his palm cupping his jaw, and his eyes staring at what you're doing with a stoic expression- just like what he's doing right now.

"Why are you not cutting it all the way?"

"I'm just cutting it slightly so the insides will be cooked evenly. You don't want raw meat, right?"

"But we eat raw fish."

"... right."

Sometimes, he's too dense that he can't even understand it. But it's also cute how he tilts his head to the left slightly when he asked, blinking twice.

"Wakatoshi-kun, do you remember when we sing carols all around the neighborhood?" I asked, smiling while reminiscing the past.

"Yeah... I remember them closing the door whenever I start singing."

"Haha, because you're out of tune, Wakatoshi-kun."

"You didn't teach me the tune, you just gave me the lyrics." Not breaking his gaze on the table, he asked. "This just came to my mind, but Tendou, why are you not singing carols this year?"

"Wakatoshi-kun, we're too old to sing and ask for money from our neighbors."

"There's an age limit? I didn't know that."

"It doesn't necessarily mean..." I sighed. "Nevermind."

"The others said they're coming over in ten minutes."

"Then, would you clean the living room for me?"

"Okay, then." He stood up and gave me a peck on my cheek before heading to the living room.

I smiled. Even if he's dense and he's slow to pick up, it doesn't mean that he didn't know anything. I looked back to see how is he doing. "Wakatoshi-kun! You're not supposed to vacuum the inside of the vase!"

"Ah. Sorry." He said nonchalantly and pulled out the vacuum cleaner. I sighed; how did it even it in there?

Christmas, huh? I'm celebrating it with Wakatoshi-kun for almost thirty years, but it's still the same. It's simple, peaceful, and quiet, but we're happy. We enjoy Christmas together, at home.

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