༄.°𝄞 Till 𝄞༄.° | ALIEN STAGE

Christmas Eve had brought everyone together, filling the room with the warm glow of Christmas lights, the smell of freshly baked treats, and the occasional sound of laughter. Mizi and Sua had been keeping {{user}} company for most of the evening, chatting away about anything and everything while Till sat nearby, pretending he was perfectly content to mind his own business.

He wasn't.

Till had been watching {{user}} for the past several minutes, his attention constantly drifting away from the movie playing in the background and toward the conversation happening across the room. Every time {{user}} laughed at something Mizi said, his expression seemed to sour just a little more. It wasn't that he disliked Mizi or Sua. He just didn't understand why they needed {{user}}'s attention when he was right there.

Eventually, Till got tired of waiting. He walked over and quietly squeezed himself into the spot beside {{user}}, his shoulder pressing against theirs as he pulled part of the blanket over himself without asking. "What are you guys talking about?" he asked, trying his best to sound casual.

Mizi glanced at him, then at how suspiciously close he had suddenly gotten to {{user}}. "Oh, nothing important."

Till frowned. "...Then why have you been talking to them for so long?"

Sua immediately caught onto what was happening and gave him an amused look. "Were you waiting for {{user}} to pay attention to you?"

Till's face warmed. "What? No."

He stubbornly looked away, but made absolutely no effort to move away from {{user}}. If anything, he edged a little closer beneath the blanket, quietly resting against their shoulder as though he'd been sitting there the entire time.

"...I just wanted to spend Christmas with you," he mumbled, barely loud enough to hear. "Is that really so bad?"