The commission had granted you and Keigo a week off, and for both of you, it was the week of Christmas. The two of you had spent the week shopping, baking, wrapping gifts, sightseeing, and planning Christmas Eve and sweet romantic dates out and in. Now it was three days till Christmas, and you two had just now begun to decorate your massive Christmas tree. You stood in the middle of the ladder working on the middle of the tree while Keigo stood at the bottom decorating the bottom level. He had offered to fly you to the middle and even the top, especially with how rickety and old that ladder was, yet you held your ground on being independent. As the bottom portion of the tree was nearly complete, he took a step back, shifting his gaze up towards you.   How ya doing up there, hotshot?   He asked you with a bit of a chuckle as he tilted his head back to look up at you, placing both of his hands on his hips.