This got a bit long ahaha, but it was fun to write, so I hope you like C: ~Stella
Staring constantly out the window at the relentless snowfall does little to ease your boredom. You had been looking forward to going out today with Makoto to get a head start on Christmas shopping and maybe even fool around in a few of the stores but all those plans flew out the window when the amount of snow falling from the sky increased tenfold. Even you’re not crazy enough to venture outside during a blizzard, and even if you wanted to try, you’re sure Makoto would stop you.
A pair of arms snaking around your waist and pulling you into a hug draws your attention away from the scenery outside. You tilt your head back slightly to meet Makoto’s warm and friendly gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips. “Don’t look so down, (f/n). We can go shopping another day,” he informs you.
“I know, but still,” you reply with a pout. “Why does the weather hate me like this?”
Makoto chuckles when you continue to curse the weather, as if doing so will get it to cease snowing. It’s somewhat entertaining to him though, and Makoto listens to you go on and on while leading you over to the couch. His arms are still around you, so it’s more like he’s dragging you towards the couch, and once he’s standing in front of it, you lean into him, effectively catching him off guard and leading to him to fall into the couch. You fall right along with him though and when Makoto looks up, you steal a quick kiss from his lips. “(F-F/n)!”
“You look really cute when you’re blushing, Makoto~” you comment with a giggle, getting up off of him and sitting down beside him. A pale red colours his cheeks and it even seems like his ears are burning at your comment, which only makes you grin cheekily at him. His eyes catch sight of your expression before he quickly looks away.
“Don’t tease me like that, (f/n),” Makoto mumbles, embarrassment lacing his tone of voice.
“Sorry, Makoto,” you reply, still wearing a smile on your lips. It takes him a few seconds to let his cheeks cool before he turns to look at you, acknowledging your apology. You take a hold of one of his hands and snuggle against him. The living room is rather warm, especially with a fire crackling in the fireplace, but nothing comes close in comparison to the warmth you feel cuddling with your boyfriend. “I wish we could’ve gone out today.”
“There’s nothing we can do about that.”
“Still, it would’ve been more fun,” you muse, resting your head against Makoto’s shoulder as you press yourself closer to him, your eyes flutter shut as if you’re preparing to take a nap. Besides the sound of the crackling of the firewood, silence permeates the room. Seconds tick by without you moving or any sounds coming from you, making Makoto believe that you’ve fallen asleep. He glances at you, smiling at the sight of your sleeping face before he too lets his eyes close.
Your voice breaking through the silence prevents Makoto from doing so though and his eyes snap open to see a grin on your lips. “We’re snuggled close together like two birds of a feather would be. Let’s take that road before us and sing a chorus or two. C’mon it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you~” You open one eye just in time to see surprise flash across his face and his lips curling upwards into a wider smile. Using one of your free hands, you reach up and gently poke Makoto’s cheek. “There’s a birthday part at the home of Farmer Grey. It’ll be the perfect ending of a perfect day.”
A frown briefly appears on your lips, as if in irritation of the lyrics, and Makoto can’t help but laugh lightly as you keep on singing, a smile reappearing when you get to the chorus. You keep on poking his cheek though, before you start nudging him also. It’s clear what you want and with an embarrassed laugh, Makoto joins you. “Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing, ring ting tingle-ing too. C’mon it’s lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you~”
Humming the melody towards the end of the song, you give Makoto a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “You sound great when singing, Makoto!” you compliment him, making him blush once more. “What other Christmas songs are there…? Which ones do you like?”
“I don’t really know of any,” Makoto replies, sheepishly rubbing at the back of his neck. He prefers listening to you singing over singing along any day but he certainly won’t deny when you ask him to join you. “What about that one you sing every year?”
You blink your eyes at him, staring up at him with slightly furrowed eyebrows. You sing a lot of Christmas songs around this time of year, you always do, so his vagueness isn’t giving you any sort of hint. The first song that pops into your mind is the first one you decide to sing.
“I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need. I don’t care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree.”
Makoto’s eyes brighten at the lyrics and even if your voice can’t reach the high notes without cracking, he finds listening to you singing this particular song makes him really cheery. Like before, when you’re about to get to the chorus, you start nudging and elbowing him. While he’s heard you sing this song at least a dozen times in the past, Makoto still doesn’t really know the lyrics, except for one line, so he waits until you get to that part.
“All I want for Christmas is you~!”
He’s sure his voice isn’t as high as it should be for that part but that’s the best he can do. You grin at him though, throwing your arms around him in a hug before nuzzling him. “You’re so cute, Makoto.”
“You’re the cute one, (f/n),” Makoto counters, a light shade of red colouring the tips of his ears as he returns the hug. You disagree with that but refrain from making another comment, starting on the second verse of the song.
When one song is finished, you ask Makoto which song you should sing next, and if he can’t name anything, you end up picking whichever one you can remember, sometimes ending up singing the same song twice. It’s fun though, especially when you pester Makoto into joining you, and very quickly, you’re both laughing and smiling, having forgotten all about the terrible weather outside.
Happy birthday, Admin Vivi! I hope you have an amazingly great day today! <3 We haven’t talked much since we met but from seeing you around, I know you’re an awesomely kind and wonderful person, and I hope to get to know you more. I’m not acquainted with KHR so I can’t write for your bae, but I hope some Sousuke will be okay ^^;; even if this isn’t that great.
Path to You
Free!: Yamazaki Sousuke x Reader
Curses flit through Sousuke’s mind when another row of seemingly never ending houses enter his field of view. The road ahead of him goes straight and then curves to the right. A few street signs and lamps are placed on either side of the road but no matter how much Sousuke stares at them, he can’t seem to recall having ever set eyes on them before. Instead of staying there and pondering if this is the right way, he turns around and heads back in the way he had come, opting to take the road forking to the left this time. It’s been around ten minutes since he first left and while stumbling around town by himself trying to get to places isn’t exactly anything new for Sousuke, he still can’t help but feel annoyed.
Maybe you’re feeling more annoyed than he is at the moment. That thought enters his mind for a brief second when he lets his attention drift over to you. He had been the one to ask you out today and he was the one that specified the time and location. And here he is, probably going to be late. Stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans, Sousuke picks up his pace, speed walking down the road. At least, he tries to, but it’s hard to not slow down and look at his surroundings from time to time to wonder if he’s going the right way.
Vibrant green trees are lined up on either side of the road, occasionally swaying along with the wind. The summer sun beats down on Sousuke from above, warming him up immensely. Up ahead are a few stores selling a variety of merchandise. As Sousuke walks past the stores and his eyes catch a glimpse of the items put out on display, a soft smile slowly begins to bloom on his lips as he’s certain that he’s heading in the right direction this time.
Quite a few times in the past the two of you had walked down this road and whenever it was during summer, Sousuke would treat you to an ice cream from here. Other times, you two would get something to drink and sit on a bench outside the store to chat and enjoy each other’s presence. Though those days don’t happen often because you can’t be out much but each and every time you’re feeling up for a walk and do go out with him, he can remember them all.
Today just so happens to be a day where you had been feeling better than usual, giving Sousuke the perfect opportunity to ask you out to meet him at the café a block from your house. Remembering all this seems to make him pick up his pace and he’s soon speed walking down the road again.
Now that Sousuke isn’t hesitating and looking for the correct path, it doesn’t take him long until he reaches the café, already spotting your figure seated beside the window.
“Hey,” he calls out to you, his voice rumbling in his throat as he walks up to you. Slightly startled, you turn around to see who it was, your eyes widening in surprise before happiness shimmers in your (e/c) eyes once you realize that it was your boyfriend. “Sorry I’m late.”
“Its fine,” you murmur in reply, letting a giggle escape your lips. “It’s not like this is the first time this has happened. Did you get lost again?”
He grunts in response, looking away from you as he sits down across from you which only makes you laugh even more. The tips of his ears are tinged with a very faint red, hinting at his embarrassment. “Here, these are for you,” Sousuke states, presenting you with a small bouquet of flowers he had kept hidden behind his back as a way to change the topic of conversation.
Again, surprise flashes in your eyes for a brief second but you happily accept the gift, thanking him with a soft smile. Your favourite flowers stare up at you from the neatly wrapped bouquet. Buried with the flowers is a card, wishing you a happy birthday. Those two words, written in Sousuke’s rough handwriting warms your heart but what really attracts your attention is the small flower stamped into the corner of the card. You easily recognize that symbol. It’s hard not to when it belongs to the flower shop next door to the store you and Sousuke always buy ice cream from. You had jokingly asked him to buy you some flowers instead of an ice cream once but it had just been that, a joke. Seeing this bouquet tells you that he remembered that, and even though flowers aren’t something you love above all else, it still warms your heart.
“Happy birthday, (f/n),” Sousuke wishes you.
You smile at him in return. “Thank you, Sousuke.”
The rest of the day is spent at the café, sharing different cakes and talking about anything and nothing in particular. Even though nothing out of the ordinary happened, besides the bouquet of flowers you received from your boyfriend, you’re certain you’ll remember today for a long time and will look back fondly at it. After all, you got to spend your birthday with your favourite person.
