[Jasmine, dearest Jasmine... You made the worst mistake in being this bastard's friend, and letting him know you have a fiancé. Because Katsuki will use this information against you and tease you relentlessly until you do the same back.
How? Well, on the morning of Christmas day, a neatly wrapped present will be on her doorstep, away from where it could get wet or damaged, but there's also a small gift baggy on top of the box...just sitting there all nice and cute and totally innocent. :) Assuming she peers inside, beyond the copious amounts of colorful paper is a...wrapped box? Hm, totally not suspicious at all!! Finally, finally, when she tears open the wrapper, well....we warned you. There's no elaborate card, no letter, just a fucking sticky note on the back of the box that reads:
Stay safe this season.
- 💣
HEEHEE HOOHOO. But fine, fine...gag gift out of the way, the box below has a bit of weight to it. Not much, but it is solid, and...long? Hm. Once she tears off the ribbon and wrappings, inside will be an incredibly ornate jeweled scimitar that he commissioned from the blacksmith at the start of the month. It's not for decoration, either, despite the look of it - the blade is sharp and most definitely intended for battle. Yes, Katsuki got Jasmine a weapon, because of course he did. She may be a princess, but she's made of piss and vinegar and he would love to see her fucking shank someone. Go off, Stripes.
Beyond that, there's a tin of loose leaf jasmine green tea, which smells absolutely fantastic and tastes even better. He also got her a single-serve tea set and a baggy of beautifully decorated and to-die-for delicious ginger cookies and chocolate truffles to go with it.]
[Perhaps mercifully, Jasmine opens the bigger box first since it's the heavier one. Upon seeing the scimitar, she actually pauses and carefully traces the patterns on the handle, genuinely touched. She already suspects who would gift her such a thing, considering their relationship.
Her wide eyes are then accompanied by a grin as she smells the tea, spots the tea set, and pulls out the assorted treats. It's while she samples one of the truffles that she finally opens the baggy and unwraps the little box.
What.
What on earth is a-
Lubricat-?
And then she recognises the word "Contraception" and freezes up, her cheeks turning beet red. Thank goodness she opened this in her room, away from the company, but is this some kind of a joke? He's a crude little menace, but Katsuki wouldn't dare-
Stay safe this season.
And without a second thought, Jasmine swallows the rest of the truffle, throws open her window, and bellows in the direction of his house:]
BAKUGOU, UTTER OR IMPLY THIS TO ME AGAIN AND I WILL CLAW THAT STUPID SMIRK OFF YOUR PRETTY LITTLE FACE!!
[Yes, that's really loud. Yes, the whole cottage neighbourhood definitely heard. She doesn't care, what's important is that she immediately shoved that box of scandalous unmentionables into one of her vanity drawers. It is never seeing the light of day again, and no one will dare snoop in there, especially the guy they're meant for being he's never learning about this instant, nope, nosireebob.]
[Aurora is currently finishing up making their breakfast, wearing the beautiful shawl that Katsuki got her for Christmas to stave off the winter chill. She's just about to call Jasmine and Belle down for breakfast when she hears the desert flower go over to the window and yell at Katsuki, hearing his cackling in quick response.
Her brows lift and then she hums softly, tasting the compote of the panettone French toast and humming with a nod, adding some more berries and a light sprinkling of cinnamon.] Jasmine, darling, come down for breakfast! [She holds out a food-laden plate to Jasmine when she sees her and rests a hand on her shoulder.]
Sit at the table, food first, then you can yell some more at dearest Katsuki, later.
[Ah, the carolers are singing his favorite tune this holiday season...what a blessed gift, truly. No other can compare. ♥
Jasmine sure as hell won't hear the wicked cackling of the holiday demon that would put ol' Krampus to shame, but his own housemates will (and they definitely heard Jasmine's howl of fury, too), and they might notice him in a very good mood throughout the entire morning, a spring in his step and a tickle in his heart.
This must be the joy of giving, oh yes. Nothing else.]
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until you do the same back.How? Well, on the morning of Christmas day, a neatly wrapped present will be on her doorstep, away from where it could get wet or damaged, but there's also a small gift baggy on top of the box...just sitting there all nice and cute and totally innocent. :) Assuming she peers inside, beyond the copious amounts of colorful paper is a...wrapped box? Hm, totally not suspicious at all!! Finally, finally, when she tears open the wrapper, well....we warned you. There's no elaborate card, no letter, just a fucking sticky note on the back of the box that reads:
Stay safe this season.
- 💣
HEEHEE HOOHOO. But fine, fine...gag gift out of the way, the box below has a bit of weight to it. Not much, but it is solid, and...long? Hm. Once she tears off the ribbon and wrappings, inside will be an incredibly ornate jeweled scimitar that he commissioned from the blacksmith at the start of the month. It's not for decoration, either, despite the look of it - the blade is sharp and most definitely intended for battle. Yes, Katsuki got Jasmine a weapon, because of course he did. She may be a princess, but she's made of piss and vinegar and he would love to see her fucking shank someone. Go off, Stripes.
Beyond that, there's a tin of loose leaf jasmine green tea, which smells absolutely fantastic and tastes even better. He also got her a single-serve tea set and a baggy of beautifully decorated and to-die-for delicious ginger cookies and chocolate truffles to go with it.]
Ahaha... ha... haaaaa~
Her wide eyes are then accompanied by a grin as she smells the tea, spots the tea set, and pulls out the assorted treats. It's while she samples one of the truffles that she finally opens the baggy and unwraps the little box.
What.
What on earth is a-
Lubricat-?
And then she recognises the word "Contraception" and freezes up, her cheeks turning beet red. Thank goodness she opened this in her room, away from the company, but is this some kind of a joke? He's a crude little menace, but Katsuki wouldn't dare-
Stay safe this season.
And without a second thought, Jasmine swallows the rest of the truffle, throws open her window, and bellows in the direction of his house:]
BAKUGOU, UTTER OR IMPLY THIS TO ME AGAIN AND I WILL CLAW THAT STUPID SMIRK OFF YOUR PRETTY LITTLE FACE!!
[Yes, that's really loud. Yes, the whole cottage neighbourhood definitely heard. She doesn't care, what's important is that she immediately shoved that box of scandalous unmentionables into one of her vanity drawers. It is never seeing the light of day again, and no one will dare snoop in there, especially the guy they're meant for being he's never learning about this instant, nope, nosireebob.]
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Her brows lift and then she hums softly, tasting the compote of the panettone French toast and humming with a nod, adding some more berries and a light sprinkling of cinnamon.] Jasmine, darling, come down for breakfast! [She holds out a food-laden plate to Jasmine when she sees her and rests a hand on her shoulder.]
Sit at the table, food first, then you can yell some more at dearest Katsuki, later.
[Another regular day at the Flower Cottage.]
[NOT HERE, BUT KIND OF]
Jasmine sure as hell won't hear the wicked cackling of the holiday demon that would put ol' Krampus to shame, but his own housemates will (and they definitely heard Jasmine's howl of fury, too), and they might notice him in a very good mood throughout the entire morning, a spring in his step and a tickle in his heart.
This must be the joy of giving, oh yes. Nothing else.]