closed!

[closedmarket]

Characters: China, Kuroro and Kurapika.
Location: Kuroro and Kurapika's apartment.
Rating: PG, maybe?
Time: Faaaar backdated to Christmas.
Description: It's Christmas. What else would they be doing but making a lot of racket and exchanging gifts?

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[alphaspider]

[Everyone seems to be so cheerful today. Everyone's been cheerful since the day before, actually, and Kuroro isn't sure what to think of it apart from amused and maybe a little interested. He's gotten some presents, plenty of well-wishes, and the sort of benevolence he only expects from kids who come from Whale Island and their friends.]

[The cheer is fairly contagious, a little bit, the kind of cheer that makes Kuroro whistle all day as he goes about his business. He promised to get people presents now and he's been buying a few (and stealing some others), but he hasn't distributed anything yet.

At the moment, he's on the kitchen counter, writing something on an apron that he had bought earlier, his present for China. Kuroro finishes with a scratchy flourish and leaves the thing on the counter to dry when he hears someone come down the corridor.]

[He doesn't really think about it, just walks the five steps over and opens the door.]

Oh. [ : D ] China!

[ih8spiders]

[Upon hearing Kuroro calling the country's name, Kurapika pokes his head out of the spare bedroom, where he'd been agonizing over his own pile of presents, both received and hastily-bought. He hadn't been expecting to get any, and as unused to the celebration and the practice as he is, also hadn't prepared any gifts before they had to leave for Europe. Coming back and then running into Nobunaga and then dealing with the consequences of that encounter had left him with very little time to realize that he needed to reciprocate.

Then again, he only needed to get presents for maybe a dozen people. That's not as bad as he'd thought.]

[closedmarket]

Kuroro!

[the enthusasism's not faked, but there might be a good heaping of amusement over how absolutely pleased with life the black-haired man looks -- a far improvement from the sick days, for sure, and even more of a bettering from the days before that. gaze naturally flitting back into the room, Kurapika would be leveled with the same amused-happiness look, right before China hefted his tub of food toward Kuroro.]

You have not eaten yet, have you? It is still early, yes?

[even if the days were getting shorter and the nights getting colder, and it was already seven... eh. time flew when you were enjoying yourself, didn't it?]

[alphaspider]

[Ushering China in, ushering, all smiles. This is a far improvement, yes. But he takes the tub of food, sniffing at the lid.]

For you, China, I will eat anything.