"it's been over an hour.." Kosma muttered under his breath, absent-mindedly tapping the watch that adorned his wrist.

You; Kosma's best friend. It was Christmas Eve, and as the snow fell delicately onto the pavement outside his apartment, you were nowhere to be seen.

Kosma sighed, letting his fingers travel deftly over the almost comically large gift that lay upon his carpet; the one that you'd left for him.

The last thing he'd expected was to see you, embellished with bows, within.