Dec 31, 2015
👀 Our muses stay up waiting for santa!
It had been absolutely degrading to admit that he still believes in Santa, but Hiro needed a witness when he came. Ritsu was the only one he’d feel would understand his worship of the fictional being, Santa.
God forbid Ritsu told someone. Kyo, Kisa… Just the thought of being ridculed for it made every inch of his skin crawl. Still, he sat on the wooden floor in his pajamas (which, in fact, had sheep on him, despite Hiro’s pride.)
“… When do you think he’ll come? If you’re on the naughty list, you’ll ruin this for me.”