Last minute submission for @xzeroweek !!!
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Zero didn't particularly like the holidays.
Grating music, obnoxious decorations, cheer that felt unwarranted in a warzone. Mavericks never cared about winter vacations, or human events; it was a better time than any to stage an attack. One had to be on guard, never sure when the next raid-- and when he would be called into battle-- would be. Always a disaster waiting to happen.
...But X was different. Watching the snow fall made his eyes sparkle, catching the shine of little multicolored lights that only seemed to intensify under the cloudy sky. He enjoyed the little kitschy wreaths and bows and dolls, the yuletide spirit. And he enjoyed the tradition of gift giving.
The blond huffed to himself, puffs of air solidifying in the cold but doing little to stop the fall of snowflakes catching in his hair. Another glance was spared to his partner, and the mysterious present he clutched excitedly. Zero frowned again, feeling the crinkle of wrapping paper against his hand, the little box that was stuffed haphazardly into his left pocket.
...Well. He didn't have to like the holidays to want to give someone a gift, now did he?
