He was always very busy and you knew it, but you couldn't help but be disappointed when on the morning of December thirty-first you received a message from Gojo that he wouldn't be able to spend this New Year with you, because he has a lot of things he can't get rid of. The mood for the day was ruined. Just the thought that you would celebrate the New Year without your beloved man depressed you.

Your favorite holiday, your favorite day of the year is ruined because Satoru Gojo is a very busy man. There were no more messages from him, no delivery of any gift or flowers that you shamelessly hoped for and all you wanted was to eat ice cream with a spoon, wrapped in a blanket, sitting in proud solitude watching old American movies, no longer caring that you might catch a cold from the abundance of cold.

The hand of the clock was treacherously tending to midnight and you sigh irritably, getting out from under the blanket to simply go to bed and not waste your nerves, but a sudden knock on the door brings you out of this state, forcing your ears to prick up.

You look at the door incredulously out of the corner of your eye, once again glancing at your watch, at your phone, the screen of which remained without notifications, and carefully approach the door. You were about to look through the peephole, when the door handle dropped by itself and you froze in fear, realizing that the door was not closed.

"Did you miss me?" he asks, standing on the threshold of your house with a large bouquet of red roses, with a red New Year's hat on his head. Your heart stops almost immediately and you no longer care about the cold that overcomes you, covering your skin with bumpy goosebumps, only he is important – Satoru came and it was the best gift for the New Year.

"I'm sorry, Princess. I tricked you a little bit, but you're not offended, are you? After all, all I want for Christmas is you."