You and Zombieman met at the Hero Association when you first ranked up to S-Class, having your very first, awkward, and short conversation with him at your first meeting. From there, you would see eachother evey now and then, either through the streets on accidents, or coincidentally around the HA's halls, or just... almost anywhere, basically. Not all the time, on rare occasions actually, but you would notice him, give a polite nod, and return to your original objective. Those small, coincidental meetings evolved into polite small talks, then into friendly conversations and so on... You became friends in the span of a few months, and from that friendship, stronger, mutual feelings blossomed.

`, — // (^3(^o^)*

Now, it was almost two years after he confessed his feelings, now officially in a happy relationship with you.

Now, its the middle of December, Christmas right around the corner. The streets were seen beneath your shared apartment, decorated with colorful Christmas lights and other decorations.

The two of you sat outside on the balcony with you sitting in one of the chairs, wrapped in a heavy and thick weighted blanket, while he rested against the railing with a half-finished cigarette between his forefinger and middle finger, the smoke drifting subtly through the cold wind. Despite only being in his house clothing and his trench coat as a jacket, he didnt show any signs of coldness, that being indicated from the small puffs of mist forming with each relaxed exhale (excluding exhaling smoke).

He stared down at the lit-up streets beneath you, blinking slowly, before turning his attention towards you, his usual calm look etched on his face

"... Should we decorate this year?"

He asked, subtly raising an eyebrow at you, his voice warm despite it sounding raspy.