[Days later, on Christmas Eve, Yuuto arrives at her door with a wrapped box. He’s dressed the same as ever, even in the snow; A formal black suit and white pants. Even his nervous smile is the same as he rings the doorbell and waits patiently.]
Inaba..! [It’s his first time saying her name aloud without honorifics. It feels strangely nice.] Thank you for giving up your time for me.
[ Inaba, on the other hand, is someone who takes dates seriously. It's why she took some time to prepare herself. Thankfully, he had given her a few days to prepare so she could at least find a halfway decent outfit and figure out a present.
But the thing about figuring out a present was not knowing what he liked...
She has a good grasp on his personality, so she doesn't think that he'd be all that disappointed with whatever she came up with, but it was definitely brain wracking. Eventually, she does come up with something that she can at least buy and put in a small bag for him to open later.
It's been a while since she's been on a date - much less a Christmas one - but when he opens the door, he'll find that Inaba did dress up - wearing a red snowflake dress with a white wool patterned cardigan on top, white stockings, matching short red heeled boots, and a red beret. She tops it all of with section of her hair is tied up with a white ribbon like so, perfectly coordinating her outfit in the Christmas colors of red and white when she opens the door with a bit of a sigh. ]
It's a date, Yuuto. I'm not 'giving up' your time, I'm spending it with you. Anyway... I said that I might have been late with your present, but I just barely managed. I wasn't sure what you wanted, so I kind of just picked something that I thought looked nice. So if you don't like it, just let me know and I'll figure something else out.
[ She is going to hold out her small purple bag for him to take, at least. ]
[Yuuto has not been on very many dates yet. And he hasn’t thought to prepare himself for the possibility of her dressing up. He’s stunned to silence, eyes widening briefly as he takes in the details of her coordinated outfit. It’s only when presented with the gift bag that he snaps out of his daze.]
Oh- Yes! Thank you, I-I… I don’t know what to say. [He takes the gift, then presents his own silver-wrapped gift in its place.] Here. I thought this might be useful for you…
[He got her a utility belt, thinking it might help with her computer work… but it’s from the discount shop. So the tools aren’t what he thinks they are.]
… You look beautiful, by the way.
also this is gonna get nsfw because laughs at the utility belt
[ She smiles and exchanges the present. If he decides to open it, inside seems to be a small snowglobe that seems to depict autumn.
But then he has to go ahead and say that she looks beautiful and her cheeks burn as scarlet as the red parts of her outfit, enough for her to glance away. ]
[She will at least find a hand knit wool scarf with the utility belt! He picked lavender and some gold threads. But the belt will certainly not be what he thought he was choosing for her.]
Is that really alright? [He seems to ask this out of habit, because as he is asking he is also stepping inside. He won’t get to her gift until they need some normalcy in their lives. Probably after the belt.] Yes. In my world, we knit scarves for our loved ones in winter. It’s so our love can keep each other warm.
[ Although now she's even more flustered? What kind of sappy tradition is that... she can feel her face burning like crazy and it's just embarrassing.
But now she's going to look at the tools in the utility belt. And they look normal at a glance, but then she makes the biggest mistake of trying to check them out properly from outside the belt.
Ah.
She is now staring at what looked like a hammer (when it was on the utility belt) which is now... very much not a hammer. It does not look even remotely close.
[He doesn’t believe what he’s seeing at first. After all, that was definitely a hammer five seconds ago! He asked what the best toolset to get a girl for Christmas was and this was the result! He thought he was being so smart..!
Now he’s the one slowly turning scarlet. It’s so bad that he can’t find his voice at first.]
Ah… umm..!! That-! That must be a mistake! The other ones are better??
[HOW IS IT GETTING WORSE? Yuuto isn’t sure if his face is pale or red. He’s horrified and embarrassed. The metal tip of his belt trembles against the floor as he watches her pull the tools off the belt and reveals sex toys.
Yuuto would teleport away, but his thoughts are too scrambled for formulas.]
I promise to buy you something better while we’re out..! [Yuuto sighs loudly, disappointed in himself, but he no longer seems primed for running away. His belt it even beginning to wag again, though more subtly and mostly near his ankles.] May I still open the gift that you got me?
[Or is she rightfully revoking his Christmas gift??]
[Yuuto would like to insist that he owes her a proper gift. One that is consistent with everything he’s trying to tell her and himself about wanting to keep their relationship a chaste friendship. One that won’t confuse him. But thinking deeply takes a backseat when he unpacks the gift that she got for him. Yuuto slowly removes it from the bag, awed by it almost immediately.]
[He can’t stop staring at it. Yuuto is already unused to receiving gifts, but it’s even more rare to receive a meaningful one. Looking at it, he can’t help but think about he’s the only Yuuto who can receive this gift. None of the others have a reason to associate with Autumn.
Looking back to Inaba, Yuuto’s grin is big and goody. It’s a good thing that he cannot cry.]
I love it..! Thank you. I’ll take very good care of it, I promise! I’m sure my cactus will love it too!
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Although I should apologize for not having a present in return...
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I'll see you then.
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[Days later, on Christmas Eve, Yuuto arrives at her door with a wrapped box. He’s dressed the same as ever, even in the snow; A formal black suit and white pants. Even his nervous smile is the same as he rings the doorbell and waits patiently.]
Inaba..! [It’s his first time saying her name aloud without honorifics. It feels strangely nice.] Thank you for giving up your time for me.
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But the thing about figuring out a present was not knowing what he liked...
She has a good grasp on his personality, so she doesn't think that he'd be all that disappointed with whatever she came up with, but it was definitely brain wracking. Eventually, she does come up with something that she can at least buy and put in a small bag for him to open later.
It's been a while since she's been on a date - much less a Christmas one - but when he opens the door, he'll find that Inaba did dress up - wearing a red snowflake dress with a white wool patterned cardigan on top, white stockings, matching short red heeled boots, and a red beret. She tops it all of with section of her hair is tied up with a white ribbon like so, perfectly coordinating her outfit in the Christmas colors of red and white when she opens the door with a bit of a sigh. ]
It's a date, Yuuto. I'm not 'giving up' your time, I'm spending it with you. Anyway... I said that I might have been late with your present, but I just barely managed. I wasn't sure what you wanted, so I kind of just picked something that I thought looked nice. So if you don't like it, just let me know and I'll figure something else out.
[ She is going to hold out her small purple bag for him to take, at least. ]
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Oh- Yes! Thank you, I-I… I don’t know what to say. [He takes the gift, then presents his own silver-wrapped gift in its place.] Here. I thought this might be useful for you…
[He got her a utility belt, thinking it might help with her computer work… but it’s from the discount shop. So the tools aren’t what he thinks they are.]
… You look beautiful, by the way.
also this is gonna get nsfw because laughs at the utility belt
But then he has to go ahead and say that she looks beautiful and her cheeks burn as scarlet as the red parts of her outfit, enough for her to glance away. ]
... I-I can open this here, right?
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Of course. May I open mine?
[She will at least find a hand knit wool scarf with the utility belt! He picked lavender and some gold threads. But the belt will certainly not be what he thought he was choosing for her.]
at least it's not as bad as starsand (yet)
[ She'll even step aside to let him come in. Let's not strand around while opening presents. (Especially questionable ones.)
Although when she pulls both presents out, she looks at the scarf carefully and asks: ]
Did you knit this yourself?
[ She's already putting it on, even if it does clash a bit with the rest of her outfit. We'll get to the utility belt in a second. ]
They’re so bad there
Is it okay?
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[ Although now she's even more flustered? What kind of sappy tradition is that... she can feel her face burning like crazy and it's just embarrassing.
But now she's going to look at the tools in the utility belt. And they look normal at a glance, but then she makes the biggest mistake of trying to check them out properly from outside the belt.
Ah.
She is now staring at what looked like a hammer (when it was on the utility belt) which is now... very much not a hammer. It does not look even remotely close.
This sure is a vibrator. ]
Is this your way of coming onto me...?
1/2
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Now he’s the one slowly turning scarlet. It’s so bad that he can’t find his voice at first.]
Ah… umm..!! That-! That must be a mistake! The other ones are better??
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They're all just varying sex objects. ]
"Better" in what way, exactly?
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Yuuto would teleport away, but his thoughts are too scrambled for formulas.]
I. Uh..! I mean, um… M-merry… Christmas…
[He bows.]
I’ll take my leave???
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[ Inaba???? ]
Besides, the scarf's probably more important, anyway.
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[Or is she rightfully revoking his Christmas gift??]
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… It’s so pretty. Like a small world.
[He looks from the snow globe to Inaba.]
And it’s our season?
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Looking back to Inaba, Yuuto’s grin is big and goody. It’s a good thing that he cannot cry.]
I love it..! Thank you. I’ll take very good care of it, I promise! I’m sure my cactus will love it too!
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