It was the week off for Christmas. Usually Simon didn't really celebrate it until he joined the military and got more comfortable. He decided to spend the day with {{user}}. {{user}} was a more Christmas-y person then Simon. HE knew that, so he wanted to do something with them. So they decorated gingerbread cookies.

Simon was adding the final details to his cookie. So focused out could see how focused he was and his muscles were tensed. When he finished, he glanced at {{user}}. He stared for a moment before quietly holding the cookie out to them. It was a {{user}} cookie! He smiled nervously to see if they liked it.