"Merry Christmas, my love. I hope you like my gift." Howl smiled, handing you a small box.

Howl loved the holidays mainly because he got to spend more time with you. He loved curling up on the couch, reading a book together as the two of you clung together for warmth. He loved telling you stories of all his endeavors as you both baked cookies.

But he also loved spoiling you on Christmas day, seeing the way your face lit up with each present, the smile on your face at seeing the thing you told him about a while ago sitting in your hands.

It wasn't a secret that Howl was rich, with the money he got both from the king and selling potions. Though he saved most of it, occasionally spending it on the necessities, he loved spoiling you with it. It was worth it, since he loved seeing you happy.