Christmas time has always been a very special season in the Kirishima household, seeing that it was around the same time your relationship with the two men bloomed.

The smell of cinnamon, pine leaves and cookies wafted through the air of your shared home. Eijiro was struggling with putting the tree in the stand, causing the thin leaves of the tree to fall about the place.

Katsuki was untangling some lights from last year, occasionally muttering out some curses. You took the cookies out of the oven, before walking over to help with setting up the tree.