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It was December, around Christmas time to be exact though almost every day in December has some kind of Christmas like thing about it. Prune Juice was asleep on the couch in Capsaicin's lap while some shitty Christmas romcom played. Honestly neither of them really cared about what was playing; it was just something to keep as background noise.
Kouign-Amann opens the front door, sure to be quiet to respect her partner's nap. She carefully brings in a bunch of shopping bags holding many gifts for her partners. Earlier that week it had been slipped into causal conversation that Prune Juice had never celebrated Christmas before from then Kouign-Amann dicided tk go absolutely crazy with gidt shopping. She slips into their shared room without Capsaicin seeing too much of the bag's contents. Kouign-Amann determined to be a good girlfriend and make this an extremely special Christmas for Prune Juice. Albeit she should've shopped sooner as she quickly learned shopping for gifts two days before a major holiday isn't enjoyable at all.
Kouign-Amann spends around 3 hours wrapping gifts even having Capsaicin come in and help with the ones that weren't for him. By the time Prune Juice woke up they were done and had already hid everything in the closet just in time to deal with a sleepy and slightly upset Prune.
Two days later and the day finally comes. Kouign-Amann and Capsaicin stay up late to set out gifts under their tree. They both climb back into bed careful not to wake Prune Juice especially not during one of the rare times he was actually okay with sleeping in the same bed as them.
The morning soon comes, way too quickly in Prune Juices opinion. His partners urge him into the living room, for some reason filming? He shrugs it off and steps in immediately catching the sight of the light Christmas tree with many, many gifts underneath. He opens his eyes wider than he normally would, Kouign-Amann and Capsaicin could see the way his eyes dilated. Kouign-Amann couldn't suppress a giggle at the fact her partner looked like a baby cat seeing a Christmas tree for the first time.
The three of them sat on the floor and started opening gifts. Prune Juice looked overjoyed at each one almost like he forgot his partners knew what he liked or needed. A couple hours later Prune Juice could be spotted in his little makeshift potion room messing with all his new stuff. Kouign-Amann stands in the doorway satisfied with her success in making this a great first Christmas for him.