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The evening had grown late, and delicate snowflakes cascaded gently from the sky, settling upon the ground and creating a serene blanket of white. The air was crisp and biting, sending a chill through the bones of those who strolled along the softly illuminated streets, their breath visible in the frosty atmosphere. The stars and the moon sparkled brilliantly in the deep, pitch-black darkness, casting their luminous glow upon the solid, verdant land below. The individuals moved swiftly, with numerous people quickening their pace to reach their intended destinations. Amidst the bustling crowd of frantic shoppers, a man with striking blond hair darted through the throngs, clutching a large box that featured small breathing holes. His face was adorned with an exuberant grin as he quickened his pace, weaving skillfully between the people around him.
Breathing heavily, he finally came to a halt, his eyes widening as they fell upon the imposing structure of his apartment building. Positioned outside in the biting cold, the man inclined his head slightly to the side, catching sight of pink trousers through the window, while emerald eyes met his gaze with a welcoming expression. His laughter erupted loudly, resonating through the air, while the woman positioned at the window gestured towards the doorframe of the building, her lips curving into an upward smile. The man acknowledged her with a nod, signaling his comprehension, and then raised his hand in a brief wave before he began to jog towards the door.
The female with pink hair was seated comfortably on a plush chair positioned in front of the Christmas tree. The tree, adorned with red and gold baubles, showcased reflections of the twinkling lights that were meticulously wrapped around its branches, creating a warm and inviting glow. Atop the tree, a clay star stood prominently, serving as a proud centerpiece for the festive display.
She observed the door with great anticipation. A surge of excitement coursed through her, creating a fluttering sensation deep within her stomach as she anxiously awaited the moment. Shortly thereafter, the front door was forcefully pulled open, unveiling a man completely enveloped in snow from the crown of his head down to the tips of his toes. She raised a hand to cover her mouth, stifling the giggles that bubbled up from her lips. However, her laughter ceased abruptly when her striking emerald eyes fell upon the box that the man was carrying.
"What is that?" Her velvet voice resonated through his ears, compelling him to cast his gaze downward at the box cradled in his hands.
"You wish to see, do you?" He flashed her a confident smirk, then expertly kicked off his shoes, allowing them to land softly on the floor before he stepped into the living room. The snow-covered boots clattered noisily against the wooden floor, leaving behind a fine dusting of snow that clung to the surface where he had stepped. The box remained firmly in his hands, a testament to his arrival.
She pouted, her lips forming a delicate curve of discontent, and let her head droop low, as if the weight of her emotions was too much to bear. "Please, Deidara, don't tease me! If I say I want to see it, then I want too!"
"Alright, alright, hm," he chuckled softly, running a hand through his hair in a casual manner, and then leisurely made his way towards her.
He came to a halt right in front of her, a broad grin spreading across his face, while she fixed her gaze directly into his eyes, her expression radiating impatience. A rich, resonant chuckle emerged from his lips once again, lingering in the air, before he ultimately resolved to present her with the box. He carefully set the box down on her knees, causing the girl to be taken aback by the unexpected, jerky motion it exhibited.
"Hmm..." she mumbled thoughtfully, her brow furrowing in curiosity as the box shifted once more.
With both hands firmly positioned at the sides of the box, she began to jiggle the straightforward fastener, meticulously attempting to disengage it and unlock the contents within. With a firm tug, she pulled the bolt free, causing it to slide out smoothly. As a result, the tops of the box were pushed open from within, revealing what lay inside. A spherical form of rich chocolate brown, accompanied by a lustrous black, emerged from its hiding place, its large, expressive brown eyes locking onto her gaze with an intense focus. The charming little puppy emitted a series of high-pitched yips, energetically attempting to break free from the confines of the box, its tiny body wriggling and squirming with determination. The pinkette delicately lifted the object, her breath catching in a gasp as she marveled at its undeniable cuteness, holding it carefully in front of her. Out of nowhere, a damp tongue made contact with her nose, prompting a burst of laughter at the unexpected friendliness it conveyed. She couldn't help but think, 'It's simply the most adorable thing.' Sakura embraced the small Rottweiler, which barked joyfully at its owner.
As Deidara gazed upon the joyful expression of the girl he cherished, a smile crept across his face. However, a sinking realization washed over him—Sakura had seemingly moved on, her thoughts drifting far from him. He remained enveloped in a thick layer of snow, his body shivering from the biting cold, while the puppy basked in the warmth of everyone's affection and attention. He displayed no signs of amusement. It felt as though the puppy held greater significance than he did, and this perception fueled a jealousy that surged within him, expanding like a ferocious beast in his heart. Observing the girl as she engages with her new pet, completely oblivious to her boyfriend's presence.
He fixed a piercing glare on the diminutive creature, which responded by returning his gaze with eyes that appeared to mock him, filled with an unsettling blend of defiance and curiosity. Deidara's mouth fell open in astonishment at the sight of the puppy nuzzling into her chest, a scenario he had often envisioned in his daydreams. However, the girl appeared completely unfazed by the adorable interaction. She embraced it even tighter, her laughter ringing out at its joyful yips and barks, while a sense of jealousy intensified within him.
'Why did I even buy a puppy in the first place, hm...' he pondered within the confines of his thoughts, a wave of sadness beginning to overshadow the jealousy that had initially consumed him.
After a period of time, the girl became aware of the brooding young man, his striking sapphire eyes fixed in a vacant gaze upon the Christmas tree. A perplexed expression settled on her face, as she found herself utterly bewildered by the sight of him appearing so despondent.
"What seems to be troubling you, Deidara?" she inquired, her tone imbued with warmth and tenderness.
"You prefer that puppy over me, huh, Sakura-chan?" he remarked, his expression sulking as he directed his eyes downward, fixating on the floor beneath him.
"No, that is incorrect! Without a doubt, you are my absolute favorite guy, okay? I am absolutely overjoyed, as this is a wonderful gift from you!" She declared, making an effort to uplift the spirits of the blonde.
Indeed, she succeeded in lifting his spirits. His face practically radiated with joy as he processed her words, and he beamed with the innocent delight of a child. “Is that so?” Hmm?
“Yup,” she replied with a chuckle, gently setting the adorable puppy onto the soft carpet.
She gracefully lifted herself from the chair, gliding over to him with purpose. As she approached, she enveloped his neck with her arms, rising onto her tiptoes to bridge the height between them, ensuring she could reach him fully. Their faces were positioned just inches apart, and they gazed into each other's eyes, filled with love and affection. Deidara leaned in closer to her face, their lips nearly brushing against each other. Since he remained still, Sakura decided to take control of the situation and pressed her lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss. She then took a step back, lowering herself to the ground to gently retrieve the puppy that was currently whimpering. She carefully positioned it in front of him, ensuring he could see it clearly, and then gently placed it atop his head, adjusting it for a perfect fit. The puppy was perched atop Deidara's head, its tiny tongue darting out to lick his forehead, leaving a trail of saliva that clung to his hair. He fixed his gaze on her, letting out a groan as he sensed the blunt claws gently scrabbling through his thick locks, tugging at them with a subtle insistence.
"Sakura-chan! At this moment, it seems you are being unkind! Hm," he protested, yet the girl with pink hair remained motionless, her laughter ringing out as she took in the sight of his unamused expression.