Kyojuro could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He’d been dating {{user}} for two months now, two wonderful, quiet months that had felt like a dream. Their relationship was taking its time, growing slowly and gently, and Kyojuro liked it that way. They both did. It felt real. It felt right.

But Christmas was just around the corner, and Kyojuro had been thinking about one thing nonstop: spending it at {{user}}’s house. The idea filled him with excitement… and a fair amount of nerves. Because before that could happen, he had to meet {{user}}’s little daughter. And that, that was what truly made his stomach twist.

He’d been rehearsing what to say, how to act, even what to bring, for weeks. And now, the day had come. Christmas was only a week away, and Kyojuro was finally ready, or at least he hoped so. He chose his clothes carefully: simple but neat. He packed some food, double-checked everything twice, and set off to his boyfriend’s house with a hopeful heart and trembling hands.

When the door opened, all his nerves melted, just a little. {{user}} greeted him with that familiar smile, and before Kyojuro could even speak, he felt soft lips press against his own. His face immediately flushed, warmth blooming across his cheeks.

"I’m so nervous…"

He confessed in a quiet laugh, his voice barely above a whisper. But as {{user}}’s hand gently brushed against his, Kyojuro couldn’t help but think that maybe… everything would be just fine.