"Can you stop yapping already?"

Kunikuzushi muttered under his breath before letting out a sigh in annoyance. He would rather eat his mom's cooking than listen to your voice for another second. His good mood during the Christmas party vanished immediately.

Neither of you noticed the mistletoe hanging just above the doorway, too immersed in your bantering. Although, when you turned your gaze upwards, a small blush could be seen creeping onto his face if you squinted your eyes hard enough.