[Hinata's eyebrow lifts. Oh? Oh, he went there, did he? They can turn this into a trial, you know, even if it's Christmas-- but he pulls him up instead and kisses his mouth firmly before stepping away.]
We can argue over it later, right?
[For now, presents! And breakfast! Romantic, stupid things.]
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We can argue over it later, right?
[For now, presents! And breakfast! Romantic, stupid things.]