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For the elder feline, Luhan has made sure that he found something that wouldn’t be too hard on the other, considering eyesight was not something that Jaejoong had on his side. In this light, a fond smile is etched over Luhan’s features as he rests the bag on the door handle leading to Jaejoong’s room, taking care to ensure that it would not be overlooked by the other. Inside the small bag was a small bracelet, simple in design with a sterling silver with a clasp that was easy to use. Alongside it rested a few small balls of yarn and fabric, considering the other had gone through so much trouble to hand-knit items for many of the other hybrids, including himself. The small pot of poinsettias rested idly by the door, and he could only hope that the feline’s sense of smell would aid him in finding them, rather than he find them by tripping over them. 

Its not the poinsettias that Jaejoong trips over, but rather his own feet as his too-big socks (a pair that he messed up the knitting with. . .) catch under one another when he stops short thanks to a curious twitch of his nose. The smell is a sickly sweet sort of milkiness, but also an earthy scent of leaves, which told Jaejoong of the plant that was a fixture of Christmas. Exactly why the red flowers are synonymous with the Christian holiday, Jaejoong honestly couldn’t say, but he did very much enjoy the velvet texture of them, and the fact that something could be kept alive until spring returned in its bountiful glory. 

Nose twitching in delight as his tail sways excitedly, Jaejoong crouches down for the flowers, only noting the bag around the outside of his room’s door handle when one of his ears brushes the bag from leaning forward. The ear flicks backwards quickly, wanting to avoid the foreign object, but it perks forwards again once Jaejoong’s got his hands on what can only be a gift bag. There is an eagerness about Jaejoong that’s quite childlike, though he wouldn’t be embarrassed with himself even if someone caught him, after all, what wasn’t to be exited about waking up to presents outside his door on Christmas morning? 

He knows what a special day this is, and how much it will come to mean to them both in the future, so Luhan has gone out of his way to ensure that the best birthday possible may bestow upon his most precious bunny. He makes sure to wake up earlier and not to make too much noise as he decorates the younger’s door with a variety of ribbons, streamers and bows, and he finally strings up a ‘Happy Birthday!’ banner just over the door frame. Stepping back to admire his handiwork, the elder quickly glances around to ensure the birthday boy hasn’t come around yet and he sighs in relief. With a twinkling, albeit nervous smile, he hangs a rather large gift bag on the door knob leading to the younger’s room and quickly leaves, hoping to catch up with him later. 

Inside, the younger may find the following: (1 & 2) (3) (4) (5 & 6). 

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It had slipped his mind just what today happened to be, for although it might have been considered special, he’d found himself too immersed in finding the perfect gifts for everyone to look forward to much anything other than sleeping in today. The 26th of December, usually branded as the day after Christmas-- it was different for the young bunny; birthdays were strange concepts for hybrids, especially seeing as he hadn’t been conceived in a womb, but he was given life upon such merely nineteen-- no wait-- twenty years this day. It was no surprise that he’d slept in, but that was far from important. 

Having fallen out of his bed seconds before, his ears rested lazily to either sides of his head as the boy rubbed at his eyes trying his hardest to push the sleep aside. Lips parting wide, the whisper of a yawn escaped in response as he picked himself up from the floor beneath, trudging forward to open his room door, half paying attention to how much heavier the knob seemed; it wasn’t until he strode past that he’d caught a glimpse of the banner and a gift bag hanging, that his cheeks flushed a bright pink. “Who...” Luhan. He didn’t really need to think about it, for the answer was clear enough as it was. Feeling his lips curve into the hint of a smile, Chaejin carefully looked through the bag, heart racing unsteadily against the confinements of his ribcage; Luhan wasn’t even present-- hah, pun-- and he still felt unbelievable excitement to the idea of his precious fox. 

For the strong, silent type (or at least that’s how Luhan viewed the other), Luhan has chosen to gift the other with a photo album that he’s decorated himself, seeing as he realised how much the other really enjoyed photography. He’s carefully used an assortment of art tools and the best of his creative ability to embellish the other’s ‘L’ onto the front of it, as well as a quote that reads “let your words be few and your exposures many.” He figures it suits the other, considering he never really says much, but Luhan can only hope that they can become friends as he leaves the small gift bag outside the other’s door, as well as the poinsettias he was instructed to deliver from HySol and slips quietly away.

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The two had crossed path many times after their first encounter. Being the awkwardly shy child Myungsoo truly is inside, the male found himself fumbling for words to invite the other out for coffee and possibly more photos. Eventually, the feline was able to succeed in doing so, with much difficulties. That’s how he found himself in this current situation:  sitting a table in the corner, nursing his mug of mocha with whipped cream and drizzle on top.

As the male sat patiently waiting for the latter to come to their appointed meeting place. The only issue that lingered in the back of Myungsoo’s mind was whether he was clear in terms of time and place while fumbling for words earlier.