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It was time for the annual gift exchange.
Mizi organized it, of course; she organized all of the get togethers with the friend group, it was kind of her job at this point. One time, they let Luka organize one, and it had been a complete disaster. But when Mizi organized them, they were always less of a disaster.
So Mizi was put to the task of organizing events from now on.
Easter celebrations, Halloween parties, birthday parties (all except hers, of course, Sua organized that one), and much more.
And this time, it was the Christmas get together. It was a gift exchange, not a Secret Santa— everyone knew who had who— and everyone would get one gift from one other person. That was how it worked to avoid an excessive spending of money. There wasn't a budget, but you could only buy a gift for one person.
It was random, of course, because everyone would end up picking their boyfriend or girlfriend if there was a choice. Mizi just got lucky enough to get Sua.
She'd ha the gift planned ever since she drew her girlfriend's name; a beautiful white dress with a bow on the front and puff sleeves that would match Sua perfectly, plus a white headband.
She knew that it would look good on Sua, but that was mostly because Sua looked good in virtually anything. She could wear a trash bag and Mizi would still fall to her knees.
That was the case for both Ivan and Luka as well, who were also insanely in love with their partners. Though… Hyuna's love for Luka was far more… reciprocated than Till's for Ivan. It was clear that Till did love Ivan, he really just didn't show it outwardly.
It wasn't a bad thing, of course.
But it was noticeable, and poor Ivan, he loved PDA, and Till was disgusted by the idea of it. While at a hangout, Mizi would be holding Sua close, while Ivan and Till would be sitting at opposite ends of the couch.
But today wasn't focused on Ivan or Till.
Mizi was just focused on Sua.
She really wanted Sua to like the gift, even though she knew that she would. It was still nerve wracking, even though she was 100% sure that Sua would love anything that the pink haired girl gave her.
But Mizi couldn't focus on that either.
She had to set up her house for the visitors that were coming in literally an hour. She was only partially done decorating, and cleaning hadn't been done.
Well shit.
She'd focus on her girlfriend when she got there.
A knock came from Mizi's door twenty minutes later.
"Miz? Sweetheart? I'm here to help you set up!" called the oh-so-familiar voice of Sua. She was too early! Mizi let out an undignified squeak and began rushing to clean up the mess in front of her.
"I can hear you cleaning! I'm here to help, love!"
Oh.
Oh!
Sua is here to help.
Calm yourself, Mizi. She's here to help you, she's not early for the party. She's here to help you clean. Calm yourself! It's not like she's mad about the mess. She knew, and she's here to help.
Mizi took a deep breath and trudged towards the door, opening it to see her girlfriend wearing an adorable Christmas sweater that almost swallowed her whole.
Mizi pulled her into a hug immediately. Sua hugged back.
"It's good to see you, sweetheart." Sua said softly, as if she hadn't seen her girlfriend mere days before.
Mizi felt the same.
"You too." said the pink haired girl, squeezing her girlfriend.
Sua laughed and waved Mizi off. "Okay! Okay! I have to breathe, you know!"
Mizi flushed in embarrassment, then released the smaller girl.
"Sorryyy…."
"It's okay! Don't worry." Sua said kindly, ruffling Mizi's hair.
"Hey! I took time styling that today!" she pouted. "For you."
"You look pretty in any way." Sua pointed out.
"But I wanted to be even prettier!" Mizi protested.
"That's not possible, love."
Mizi nearly melted into a pile of herself on the floor.
"You're too sweet to me."
"I'm stating facts, sweetheart."
"That doesn't mean you can melt me with your niceness!" Mizi cried, slumping against Sua.
"Okay. Can I help you clean up before my brother and his boyfriend get here and start acting all gross?" Sua said, feigning disgust.
"They never act gross." Mizi laughed.
"They're guys. They're always gross." Sua teased. She was joking of course, she did love Ivan very much as her brother. But she hated men.
So she said they were gross all the time.
"Okay. Let's just get to cleaning."
Mizi pressed a chaste kiss to her girlfriend's lips, revelling in the flush that spread across Sua's face.
"Flustered, my love?"
"…no."
Mizi put a hand on her hip and raised an eyebrow. "You sure?"
"Only for you."
Mizi pressed a longer, lingering kiss to Sua's lips.
"I know."