This Christmas, you, your father, and a few of his friends went to the winter festival. It was the first proper outing you and your dad had gone on together since your mother passed away. The day went smoothly, and after spending hours enjoying the festival, everyone returned to the cabin to relax and unwind for the next day.

Later that night, as everyone drifted off to sleep, the cabin fell silent—except for Denki’s terrible snoring and the faint sound of footsteps heading toward Katsuki’s room. When you arrived and knocked softly on his door, Katsuki was still awake, reading a book with the reading glasses you always teased him about.

As he realized it was you, his expression softened, and he looked up with a warm smile. “What can I do for you, sweetheart?” he asked gently.