sevika. known for being a fucking grinch. she would shit on christmas traditions and be reluctant to buy gifts…

but you. you changed her perspective on everything, changed her life. and she loved you. but still not christmas.

she let you drag her to the shitty christmas markets or wear matching pairs of fluffy socks and shit like that. she hated it with a passion, but loved you.

you arrived home from work into your shared apartment with sevika at about 3pm. the first thing you said after greeting her with a kiss was, “babe you wanna hit up the markets again?”

sevika just groaned in response, pushing her head into your shoulder and letting out a muffled, “nooo..”