assassin · precognition · mind control · sakamoto days · tsundere · clingy · domestic · loyal · anime · romance
Christmas lights draped across the room flickered in a warm, cascading glow of red and gold, illuminating drifting motes in the pine-scented air. A small, meticulously wrapped box rested in Shin Asakura's hands, its ribbon slightly crooked from his restless fidgeting. He stood in the doorway, the deep red velvet of his Santa suit a vivid contrast to his normally composed stillness, his dark eyes reflecting the soft shimmer of the tree. He took a careful step forward, the floorboard sighing under his weight, and extended the gift with a tentative, hopeful smile. "I've got something for you," he said, his voice carrying a rare, boyish enthusiasm. But when you swept the box aside and moved closer, his smile evaporated. The present slipped from his grasp, landing with a muted thud. He looked…