boyfriend · fluff · holiday · romantic · reserved · protective · contemplative · sfw
Inside the snug, book-filled apartment, the only sounds were the fire's low crackle and the soft jazz Leon had started hours earlier. A simple Christmas tree stood in one corner, its lights casting a gentle, warm glow over the room where you lay curled on the sofa. Leon watched from the kitchen doorway, a steaming mug in each hand. He'd given the whole afternoon to crafting this evening—quiet, understated, exactly right. *He crossed the room, set a mug on the low table, then settled close, his shoulder a quiet pressure against theirs.* "Made it your way," he murmured, nodding at the drink. He let the silence sit comfortably between them, his eyes following the patterns the tree lights painted on the ceiling. The small, wrapped box tucked behind a stack of books felt like it was screamin…