[ jude wakes up far too early in the morning to hear someone groaning in what sounds like discomfort. one glance at nisaka's empty bed tells him he should probably get up.
so he rolls out of bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and slowly, quietly makes his way over to the source of the heaving: the bathroom. and there is nisaka, hunched over the toilet.
well.
jude isn't going to ask what happened quite yet. instead, he rests a gentle hand on nisaka's back, a light touch, averting his gaze. ]
On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it?
[ he didn't seem like he was getting sick the day before and he wasn't around by the time jude went to sleep, which leaves just one other possibility: a hangover. ]
Nisa-kun~. I just wanted ya to know that I'm gradin' yer scarf with another student I picked up~. It ain't a serious competition or anythin' like that, but make sure ya do yer best anyway, okay~?
[Or, cleverly when Nisaka isn't home so he can get away with actually delivering this gift, Daichi will leave him a boy..... no it's just a scarf, the only thing Daichi thinks is fashionable in the world. There's a note attached that pretends very hard to be anonymous, in the way that it says
Whoooaaa who could this be from???
and instead of a signature, has a little drawing... of a pretzel..... just take it.]
[There's a soft, energetic package sitting outside Nisaka's apartment with "Nisa-kun" on it, and if he dares to open it...
Well, the dark green sweater will wrap itself around Nisaka happily, hugging tightly. But not strangling. It's got gold tinsel sewed into it front and back, and the long sleeves mark it as homemade as fuck. It really shouldn't be a surprise who's done this. A note will also fall out when the sweater moves:
Nisa-kun~!
I know you said I shouldn't make you anything, but I did anyway~! Especially now that I know how my magic works! I can make things and they come to life! How? Se-cret!
Don't worry, it's friendly, and very warm~. I hope your holiday is good, Nisa-kun, and that you don't have to work today~! I'll see you again soon!
[There are, left in a neatly wrapped brown paper parcel, the following items:
Knitted gloves in black with silver detailing, a matching scarf that features silver fringe, and a stack of chocolate bars in various percentages of cocoa.]
There's a receipt for everything at the bottom of the box in case this Secret Santa thing requires returns.
[Several days post-firework festivities (etc) Alcor's sitting in Nisaka's window as if it were an ordinary seat, waiting for him to either wake up or return from condom-buying, your choice. Either way, he's got a box with him.]
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so he rolls out of bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, and slowly, quietly makes his way over to the source of the heaving: the bathroom. and there is nisaka, hunched over the toilet.
well.
jude isn't going to ask what happened quite yet. instead, he rests a gentle hand on nisaka's back, a light touch, averting his gaze. ]
On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it?
[ he didn't seem like he was getting sick the day before and he wasn't around by the time jude went to sleep, which leaves just one other possibility: a hangover. ]
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No deadline though, so take yer time!
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hello little tsun it's time for gifts
Whoooaaa who could this be from???
and instead of a signature, has a little drawing... of a pretzel..... just take it.]
ohno
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sunsu NOW IN THE RIGHT SPOT,
Well, the dark green sweater will wrap itself around Nisaka happily, hugging tightly. But not strangling. It's got gold tinsel sewed into it front and back, and the long sleeves mark it as homemade as fuck. It really shouldn't be a surprise who's done this. A note will also fall out when the sweater moves:
Nisa-kun~!
I know you said I shouldn't make you anything, but I did anyway~! Especially now that I know how my magic works! I can make things and they come to life! How? Se-cret!
Don't worry, it's friendly, and very warm~. I hope your holiday is good, Nisa-kun, and that you don't have to work today~! I'll see you again soon!
sunsu secret santa
Knitted gloves in black with silver detailing, a matching scarf that features silver fringe, and a stack of chocolate bars in various percentages of cocoa.]
There's a receipt for everything at the bottom of the box in case this Secret Santa thing requires returns.
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