[To Mafuyu, Uenoyama is the furthest thing from an ordinary guy. Maybe he's always felt that way, ever since the day Uenoyama played that first chord that rang out between them.
And really, he's content to just sit here for a moment, leaning in close and basking in the warmth of Uenoyama against him. The hand not woven in dark hair fingers the ribbon of the box, fiddling with it almost idly before Uenoyama peeks out.
And then, with nothing more than a nod, he does. Taking the cards off reveals that the box is filled with... cookies? Homemade, by the looks of it, which means... Uenoyama must have made them! Mafuyu may not know the struggle he went through to do so, but he's always said that he can't cook and wanted to try to make something they could share, so seeing them is enough to make Mafuyu smile. ...And open the box to try one, of course. They may be in bed, but he doesn't care.]
Mm. They're great.
[And all the more special because they're made by Uenoyama! Putting the rest of the cookie in his mouth frees up his hands, so he opens up the card next. Cute. Maybe he should have given a card like this instead of writing "Merry Christmas" on his sheet music.]
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And really, he's content to just sit here for a moment, leaning in close and basking in the warmth of Uenoyama against him. The hand not woven in dark hair fingers the ribbon of the box, fiddling with it almost idly before Uenoyama peeks out.
And then, with nothing more than a nod, he does. Taking the cards off reveals that the box is filled with... cookies? Homemade, by the looks of it, which means... Uenoyama must have made them! Mafuyu may not know the struggle he went through to do so, but he's always said that he can't cook and wanted to try to make something they could share, so seeing them is enough to make Mafuyu smile. ...And open the box to try one, of course. They may be in bed, but he doesn't care.]
Mm. They're great.
[And all the more special because they're made by Uenoyama! Putting the rest of the cookie in his mouth frees up his hands, so he opens up the card next. Cute. Maybe he should have given a card like this instead of writing "Merry Christmas" on his sheet music.]
Thank you.