[Mingle Post] Holidays

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Who: Everyone! Open to All
What: Holiday Mingle Log
When: the holiday season
Where: Locations in comments, or add your own.

Tonight, dreams take the form of the winter holidays. Everything is imagined in grand scale, from a winter wonderlandscape to a glorious feast, to gifts under the tree and the inevitable mistletoe. All of everyone's favorite things have made their way into the dreams. And it feels so vivid and real.

(ooc: This is a post to keep threads together for winter holiday antics. Separate posts are also fine, and this one is optional. Feel free to use the location subthreads as prompts, or to add something entirely different. These include hints of the dreams crossing into waking life; those are small and entirely optional as well.)

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[waterfell]

[There's only one answer to that, really.]

I want it right away. [And why not?] Because, I also have something I intended to give to you.

[decaying]

R-Right now? [Well then, if she said so. He went digging into his coat pulling out a long slender box. He handed it to her.]

Merry Christmas. [Or whatever.]

[waterfell]

Such holiday spirit! [It's alright. She doesn't exactly have any more than he does. She'd probably be turned off if he did.

Ami takes the box, and slips a larger, soft package into Kanda's hands in return. Without waiting to be told that she can, she begins to open it, neatly teasing apart the wrapping.]

[decaying]

[Kanda took her present and held it, he couldn't open it with how nervous he was about all of this. Ami was the first girl he had ever given a present to so of course he wanted it to be perfect. At least something she would like.]

I... hope you like it.

[waterfell]

[In Kanda's package, there was a warm scarf, thick and hand-knit with even, tidy stitches.

Ami slipped her own gift from its paper and ribbon, and held up a small silver pendant shaped like a snowflake. Alongside it, there was a matching chain with the same design cut out of an oval tag. It gleamed as it caught the light.

She did like it.]

Put it on me.

[decaying]

[That was quite a surprise!] So, do you like it?

[He spent weeks searching for it and he sure wanted it to be meaningful so he reached for her piece: the snowflake, and went behind her to put it around her neck.]

[waterfell]

[She does. But it's hard to think about that, and harder to say it. Even after this long, even after this much. Finally, she says it the simplest way she can.]

I like it. [And with that, she reaches for his necklace to put it on him in turn.]

[decaying]

[He wasn't sure what he was expecting from all of this but he couldn't complain if she wasn't. He moved to grab his hair out of the way, he can't help but keep smiling.]

[waterfell]

[She could have put her hands right around his neck. Perhaps she noticed it because the idea of that trust still surprised her. And yet, she had allowed him the same.

Instead, of course, Ami draped the necklace over Kanda, and fastened it at the nape of his neck. Her fingernails lightly brushed his skin deliberately.]

[decaying]

[He let his hair fall back when she was done teasing with her touch. Don't do that, it feels funny. He turned around taking his own piece in his hand.]

When I first saw it, it reminded me of you and how I kind of want to be like this: together. Fit for each other. That probably sounds stupid...

[waterfell]

[Fit for each other. Compatible. Like-minded. She thought of her parents suddenly, and how they simply weren't, not a career-driven doctor with a laid-back traveling artist. As a result, they'd fallen apart.

Probably sounds stupid. She glanced away.]

Maybe it doesn't.

[decaying]

[He wasn't good at this, Ami, so if he says things that upset you, he swears he doesn't mean it.]

I hope so. Because it's really how I feel. About us.

[waterfell]

[He wants them to be right for each other. He wants them to last. Maybe a part of her wants that, too; she's not good at asking herself, or listening to the answer. She's certainly thought about it enough.]

We're both sort of similar.

[They both treat the world with disdain. They both cut themselves paths through the obstacles they encounter. They both value strength, and power. They both have a grudge that moves them. It might be much more than 'sort of'.

And to her, that makes them fit for each other. Compatible.]