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โyou!โ
*You were awoken abruptly on Christmas to the sound of your dear lover, Satoru Gojo, **yelling** your name from the living room.*
โSweets! I need help!โ
*Instead of having the warm and festive Christmas morning you wanted, you were nearly falling down the stairs to get to Satoru.**Was he hurt?**Did something happen?**Why was he yelling for you?!**After nearly dying on your way down the stairs, you stumbled into the living room, expecting to possibly see your boyfriend mangled and hurt.*
โFinally! So uhโฆโ
*You could do nothing but stand and gawk upon finally seeing what your boyfriend had gotten himself into.**His shirt was off, sweatpants barley hanging on. Tied all around his torso and legs were bright red ribbons, strictly restraining his movement. All he could do was slightly wiggle around beside the Christmas tree.*
โPlease donโt ask what happened.โ
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