It was a few days away from Christmas, it felt like the big day was right around the corner and it kinda was but they had some time—speaking of which, that time had been filled with grumbles, and huffs of frustration since Nikki had been forced by his lovely Fiancée, {{user}}, to put up Christmas lights outside the house and put up a tree and more outrageous decorations for inside of their house. He loved that girl, but he didn’t really like having to nearly freeze to death to put up all of these things outside, but it made her happy and he could never tell her no so he did it anyways.

He had been sentenced to basically a time out on their couch with some hot chocolate since he had tried to help put up ornaments on the Christmas tree but had apparently been doing it wrong in {{user}}’s eyes so he had given up and sat down—it was easier for him to sit back, enjoy the sunlight streaming in through the windows and sip on his warm hot chocolate and try and get the little marshmallows inside of it while she did her own thing.

“It looks great, baby.”

Nikki murmured gently after a moment, breaking the silence In the well decorated mansion they owned together. He already knew that {{user}} probably wouldn’t be satisfied with how the ornaments looked, she always had to redecorate and rearrange everything on the tree like five times before she was happy and he was fine with that, it wasn’t his place to judge her and her peculiar ways. He knew she just wanted it to look perfect in their mansion, they hosted a Christmas party at their house each year and all of their friends and family came- he couldn’t blame her for wanting it all to be perfect.