#i accidentally make his head bigger XD which is good because i don't need to make his body im l

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I'm just posting the crochet wip of this smug guy to give me some motivation to finish him XD

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Prompt 70: “You’re perfectly welcome to kiss whomever you wa–” and 28: “Where’s all of your holiday spirit, you Scrooge?”

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Requested: Yes, by anon. Prompts here -> click.

Pairing: Rin Okumura/Reader, Yukio Okumura/Reader; separately.

Word count: 1,1k+

SFW.

Warnings: none.

Beta-read by a special fren! Thank you! <3

a/n: i apologize for yukio’s part being so short! i told myself “ill write a drabble for both of them” so i set myself a specific word count but then i wrote rin after yukio and accidentally went overboard xD under “read more” due to length!

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Rin: [Prompt 70]

The loud noise of plates being moved left and right, then spatulas hitting the bowls was surely the indication that Rin was there, doing a lot of things at once.

Doing things last minute was not a good idea - even if Rin's cooking skills were excellent.

That's why you, being a good friend of his - decided to help him out a little. He appreciated it greatly, thanking you in a hurry.

"Rin," you called him quietly, "why are you making so much food?" you mixed something in the bowl, concluding in your mind that it was probably the base for another cake. "Well, today's the Christmas party, remember?" he reminded you, smiling at you quickly and opening the oven; he scrunched his face up as the heat hit his face. "Oh, right!" you said a little too loud, earning a chuckle from him. "Have you got a present for someone? I know it's supposed to be a secret, but I wanna know!" Rin asked excitedly, taking out a cake from the hot oven.

Oh god.

Oh god.

You gulped nervously, "Uhm, ye-yeah, I have!" you stuttered, "A-anyway, am I doing it well?" you scolded yourself internally afterwards, because how the heck could you mess up mixing? Nonetheless, Rin walked up behind you, peeked past your shoulder, and - unfortunately for you - decided to tease you a little. He pressed himself against you, placed his hands on top of yours, and started to guide your hands with his own. You could feel his smirk on your neck as he spoke, "I mean, there's no way to mess that up. So yeah, you're doing it correctly. I hope chief Rin helped you to understand the mixing theory!" he joked, retreating back to the already baked cake, grabbing a knife and cutting it horizontally.

You blushed wildly, feeling your cheeks starting to radiate warmth. As you put the bowl away, you placed your hands on your face, trying to calm yourself down and avoid embarrassing yourself further. You shook your head, but the rapid speed of your heart beating in your chest couldn't return to normal - that is, until Rin distracted you from your internal panic. "Hey, could you bring me a bigger knife? This one is tragic, I can't cut it evenly with this one…" he sighed in annoyance, putting his knife in the sink. "Okay, sure, hold on," you tried not to stutter again; coming up to the drawer, you opened it and got the longest knife you could find, then proceeded to head his way. "Actually," he started, "I'll get it myse—"

Due to an unfortunate turn of events, you slipped on the floor, thus Rin, who was trying to get the kitchen tool, caught you just in perfect time, preventing you from possibly impaling yourself on the sharp knife.

"Oh boy, that was close!" He laughed awkwardly, "are you okay? I have no idea what was there, I literally mopped the floor yesterday…" Rin started to ramble, and despite wanting to thank him, what caught your attention was a tiny, green plant hung above your head.

A mistletoe.

Half-demon noticed your silence, so he also looked up; his face became crimson, and on top of that, he was still holding you. "I swear, I didn't do that! I don't even know how it got here!" He started to mumble excuses, while you gathered all your courage to finally make a move.

"Do you want to—" you started, "to uh, you know—" you said awkwardly, watching him. His face became even redder, "YOU MEAN KISS? I— You don't have to kiss me, in fact, you’re perfectly welcome to kiss whomever you wa–"

Your lips collided together in a sweet, yet somewhat awkward kiss; Rin kissed back after a few seconds, realizing what just happened. His lips melted against yours, and just as he was beginning to enjoy it, you pulled away.

To say the least, Kuro was satisfied with the outcome of the situation. He didn't mean to accidentally pee on the floor, but the same can't be said about the mysterious mistletoe that appeared out of nowhere. Either way, he was glad that his owner confessed his feelings to the person he loved; what's more, he was even more proud of being the partial cause of that.

However, he was now preparing himself mentally to get scolded for his poor bladder malfunction.

Yukio: [Prompt 28]

 Flashing lights, obnoxious songs, and even worse - people singing obnoxious songs and freaking out about buying presents.

Yukio is certainly not a fan of that.

This is why he was currently scrolling mindlessly through various social media sites.

You, on the other hand - were carrying boxes - although light - full of christmas decorations. Your christmas tree stood proudly on the floor, but quite naked - the christmas balls, tinsels, and other ornaments, such as tiny reindeers or angels were yet to be added. Placing the boxes on the table, you sighed in content, your hands finding themselves on your hips.

Yukio remained uninterested, eyeing the boxes, then moving his eyes on you, "You know, I could help you with it. I know those aren't heavy, but still." he declared, leaving his phone on the table and stood up; to his eyes appeared round, silver baubles, as well as those that were in the shape of wrapped gifts, golden bells, penguins with santa hats on and candy canes. He looked at them wearily, raising both of his brows. "I knew we needed more christmas decorations, but was THIS much needed?" he grumbled, going through the box and muttering silent complaints about having glitter on his hands.

You fake-huffed, crossing your arms and turning your back to him. "Where's all of your holiday spirit, you Scrooge?" you answered, "and yes, THIS much was needed." Much to his dismay, he wasn't sure if this was just as a joke or not - fearing he might've hurt you, he suggested his help in decorating the christmas tree, to which you agreed excitedly.

Despite his previous thoughts, he really enjoyed accompanying you; yet, no matter how many times he's tried to find the reason of his entertainment, he couldn't figure that out - was it your happiness? that sparkle in your eyes when you turned the lights on or put some of the ornaments on the tree? Or maybe the holiday spirit has, in fact, gotten to him? Yukio didn't know; though, he noticed that you remembered his favorite animals, which surprisingly, warmed his heart.

Bright colors twinkled on his face, as the christmas lights on the tree were the only light in the room. They blinded him a little, but he didn't care. In reality, he liked it - he liked how it all turned out; he liked the christmas tree, he liked the obnoxious songs that played quietly in the background, and most of all - he liked, no, loved the joyful expression on your face, that told more than a thousand words.

Maybe christmas wasn't that bad.