[happy Modranicht, Mr. Senpai! Styx couldn't possibly forget you.
Yuki's gift is relatively slender, just a folder wrapped up in excessively festive paper - but inside is page after page of sheet music, copied down by a hand skilled in music if not creating perfectly round notes. there are five songs in total here...five songs created by Styx's band that the big guy loves the most.
there is also a holiday card, personally drawn by that same inexperienced hand. it features more music notes on the front, this time to the tune of jingle bells, and a nice heartfelt message inside. keeping true to the season, the notes are all wearing Santa hats and the lines themselves garnished with sprigs of holly.]
[While Momo has been difficult to get hold of outside of bedtime for the last week or so, in the lead-up to Modranicht and the end of the year, he's also used that time to prepare as much as he can for Yuki's birthday. He wants to be on hand for the entire day, without having to run off for something he forgot or didn't think of, so there's definitely some...odd physics happening around the cupboards as it gets closer and closer to the date. Things don't move much, but space seems to be a lot harder to come by, with how difficult it suddenly is to push anything else into a cupboard that doesn't look like it's taken up by anything new that should be explaining that.
Of course, it might become a bit obvious when the timed illusion spell Momo put on all the birthday-related items breaks on December 24th, but he figures Yuki is going to be asleep when that happens or if they stay up for a midnight birthday toast, he at least won't be getting into the cabinets as long as Momo has something prepared to toast with. It means he has time to try and make some organisation out of the mess in the span of time between when he wakes up and when Yuki does, but when it comes near to the kind of time Yuki starts to exist in the conscious world again, Momo sneaks back into the bedroom and crouches beside the bed, moving to pull the sheets back with one hand and stroking Yuki's hair out of his face with the other.]
Rise and shine, darling! [It's bright and cheery, but loud. God only knows if Yuki is actually going to be on the brink of waking at this point or if he's just going to have to lift him out of bed regardless, but he might as well give him the chance to bring himself back from the depths of sleep hell.] Momo-chan's ready to spoil you all day, so try to wake up, okay?
[Yuki does NOT do waking up, but he's getting used to Momo's overly loud, bright, and cheerful good mornings all over again. That means that when Momo touches his face and practically trumpets a greeting, Yuki resists the urge to resort to small acts of violence and just...
Pulls the sheets back over his face.
Well, Momo's probably blocking that, right? So he's trying, failing...]
[Momo is indeed holding onto the sheets hard enough that they're not getting anywhere near Yuki's face again, and while he was kind of expecting this flavour of reaction, he goes full puppy eyes at the implication Yuki doesn't want to wake up to be spoilt. What's birthday celebrations without some minor guilt-tripping someone out of bed.]
Because it's your birthday and I want to do stuff for you... ["Stuff" clearly not including letting him sleep. It's probably a blessing Momo even let him sleep in to more the sort of time Yuki might consider becoming upright on his own merits, but as far as he's concerned more sleep means less time to capitalise on his birthday.
Assuming Yuki doesn't swat him or something for being too excessively awake in his vicinity, Momo leans in further to try and kiss his forehead, now stroking at his hair more generally instead of just to brush it out of his face.] You can just let me pick you up if you don't want to sit up yourself. It's still warm in my arms, right?
[Or in the bath, which is his intended next stop if he can wrestle Yuki out of bed before the water gets cold.]
[Wait. The forehead kiss is cute and sweet, and even Yuki can't resist that.]
Mm... Momo...
[He finally opens his eyes, reaching up from beneath the covers to touch Momo's face, too. A sleepy smile lingers on his face as he wraps his arms around his partner's neck.]
[Momo smiles back, soft and gentle, as he leans into the touch - he's happy he managed to find something to coax Yuki out of bed, but also, sleepy Yuki is cute and that's always worth smiling about. The hand on Yuki's head moves to one side, cupping his cheek and running a thumb over it.]
Yuki, you're so handsome even just waking up...my heart is going to beat out of my chest!
[Or he's just going to cuddle Yuki back, because that's exactly what he does a moment later, despite the somewhat awkward positioning.] You're going to get a proper snuggle as soon as I can pick you up!
[By which he means as soon as Yuki is enough out of the sheets that he can pick him up without taking half the bed with him, but they're getting there.]
[On the day of the holiday, a plate of homemade cookies and a sample of herbal tea mysteriously appears on his doorstep. The wrapping is decorated with a fresh lily flower (actually a Fae magic product, designed to fade away from existence in a few hours) and a ribbon. The attached handwritten note reads as follows:]
Happy Modranicht! Let’s have another great year here in Aefenglom!
[He will take that compliment, thanks, and he'll cozy it up in some happy little spot in his brain, to be remembered when he's awake and able to give a little back.
With a soft sigh, Yuki breathes Momo's presence in, and he can't help the smile that forms. Maybe he'll humor him a bit and start wiggling out from under the blankets.
He gets them mostly pushed away and has one whole leg hanging off the bed when he starts to lose steam again.]
[Momo can't help but laugh a little at Yuki latching onto him being cute in his tired state, but he reaches out to try and help coax him out from under the sheets. Getting most of the way there is...something, at least, and Momo pushes the sheets the rest of the way aside when Yuki loses energy to do it himself.]
Well, that's why I'm here! So I can help make it less hard.
[Having the sheets out of the way means he can do what he was initially planning to, and that is moving to scoop Yuki out of bed and into something of a princess carry. Trying to walk Yuki to the bathroom would probably take another twenty minutes anyway, so this is the far superior option.]
[Look, mornings are the worst invention and Yuki would like a word with the inventor. Even if Momo's cheerful banter is always welcome, Yuki can't do much yet but smile faintly and half-ass this being awake business.
But then again, being princess carried by Momo is an incredibly rare and wonderful thing, so Yuki finds himself instantly just a bit more awake. His arms wind around Momo's shoulders, and his smile turns to something sweeter.]
Wow, I really am getting spoiled... Next thing I know, you're going to tell me you got me a plant.
[Momo grins and twirls around just for extra drama before he starts walking, because clearly if Yuki likes it he needs to make it that much more of an experience. But he's pretty obviously headed towards the bathroom, and it certainly smells like he's headed there too considering the powerfully floral scent coming from the open bathroom door.]
Momo-chan's lips are sealed about presents until after bath and breakfast time. If I pamper you a bit first, then you'll be more awake for your presents, right?
[Giving Yuki his presents while he's still only halfway into the world of the living again would probably be a bit of an underwhelming experience. Clearly this is in no way related to Momo's desire to just organise Yuki's day for him and bathe him and feed him and so on.]
[It's cozy in Momo's arms, and he laughs faintly at the silliness, because it's just something he's come to adore about Momo. The way he's a bright shining beacon.
However... Well that's enough to wake Yuki up. He was pleasantly enjoying the floral scents and letting them cradle him gently, but his eyes fly open fully at last.]
[Momo's step falters slightly at that, as if that element slipped his mind - he has kind of specific ideas about how to pamper Yuki and it might have overridden his common sense in this case - but he recovers easily enough into a faux dramatic pout.]
And here I thought you might want the chance to drag me into the bathtub with you... [Since it's significantly harder to do that to Momo without eight arms. They're not out of options, though.] I do have a charm that I've been working on to kind of...stop water from wetting? But it's not that reliable and then I couldn't wash you.
[He gives a sad sort of hum as he tries to think of a solution - showering here is not that great given the early level of the technology, so he was hoping to give him a nicer experience.] What if I can dry you right after? Then you'll only be like that in the bath. I promise I'll be really thorough...
[He ducks his head down as if to hide it in Yuki's belly. He's been toying with fire magic for a bit longer than the anti-water charm, so generating enough heat waves to dry him out of his merrow form would be an easier ask.]
[Momo... definitely forgot. Yuki realizes that in a moment, and he can't help a huff of a laugh, even though he's completely opposed to the idea of being an octopus first thing in the morning.
It's his birthday, and he absolutely knows he's allowed to call the shots. If he said no bath, he'd get something else, he's sure of it. But somewhere in the back of his mind he's sure Momo went to a lot of trouble to plan everything, and ruining it wouldn't be worth the disappointment. Even if he hates his extra legs, letting Momo carry out his master birthday plan is probably going to make this a day to remember, or at least a day he won't ever think of as bad.
So, putting on his most stellar, handsome smile, he lifts Momo's chin. His voice is still low and sleepy, sultry in its laziness, and he knows his power right now. It's special fanservice just for Momo.]
[Momo is relieved enough that he didn't accidentally ruin everything with that slip-up that he is definitely particularly vulnerable to being advanced on right now. So when Yuki lifts his chin, he has to bite back a flustered little noise - this is supposed to be Yuki day, not ruin Momo with fanservice day, so he is extra unprepared.
Still, he definitely can't pass up a request like that, even if he lets out a weak little whine.]
I have to be able to wash you, though... [Still, he supposes that's...not impossible with both of them in there. He might just have to budge up a bit.] But if you want me in there, too, then I'll figure something out!
[He's still a bit pink from the fanservice attack, but he can recover from the fluster enough to be Determined. In any case, once they get into the bathroom, he sits Yuki down on the little bench he put in front of the vanity - the bathroom isn't separated quite as well as modern ones are, so trying to use the vanity after the shower can sometimes be an exercise in not free sliding across the wet tiles and a seat makes life much easier in that regard.]
I'll deal with this for you first, though. [He gives a little wink before starting to undo Yuki's pyjamas. It's not the sexy kind of strip, but Momo does take a lot of care in removing everything and setting it aside.]
[Every day is ruin Momo with fanservice day, obviously. His fingers trail away from Momo's skin, and he laughs faintly as he folds his hands on his lap. Momo has gained strength here, that's for sure, and it's still a point of amusement for Yuki.]
You can wash me and then get in...?
[Seems logical, right? He thinks so. It makes sense to just take things one step at a time. Besides, it's not like he's unaware that Momo is at least passively fond of the extra limbs.
He behaves while Momo sets him down and starts undressing him, blushing faintly at the act. It's... incredibly intimate, mostly because it's not sexy. It's comfortable; it's something Yuki wouldn't let anyone else do. Momo is special. He has been for years now, and probably (hopefully) always will be.
Raising a hand, he runs his fingertips along one of Momo's arms, a faint smile lingering on his lips.]
I wasn't ready for this kind of fanservice. We're doing great today.
[Momo gives an almost doubtful hum at that, like he has suspicions over Yuki's reasoning.]
Are you sure you don't just want to fall asleep in the bath once I'm in there...?
[Because clearly there are other things to do once he's washed Yuki. But he supposes if he wants some bath relaxation time, he can tweak his schedule a bit.
In any case, for now he focuses on the work of meticulously uncovering all of Yuki, and he's so intent on it that he almost startles when those fingertips touch at him. He raises his head, seeing that little blush, and smiles gently as he raises a hand to brush Yuki's hair back over his shoulder, thumb ghosting across his cheek as he does.]
If I get to see a rare cute Yuki like that, then I guess we must really be doing great! [He makes sure Yuki's pyjamas are safely out of reach of any potential splashing before he straightens up and takes Yuki's hands, gently coaxing him upright. Momo will leave his own undressing until he's done washing Yuki, because he's still in pyjamas himself anyway. Or Momo's excuse for them, a.k.a. underwear and a big shirt. Either way, he's not very concerned about getting them wet, even as he moves to lead Yuki towards the bath and the inevitable moment of doom.]
[He wishes, anyway. No, he knows Momo isn't going to let him get away with being a lazy lump even on his birthday. It's too bad, really.
There's still some sleepiness touching him, and he covers a yawn with one hand as Momo brushes his hair back.]
'm not cute, either. Don't get any ideas. Cool and sexy all the way, or I'm not Yuki. Anyway, here does nothing.
[But still, he's behaving, and he goes with Momo to the tub, glancing over at him for a moment before looking back to the water with trepidation. Without Momo's assistance, he sits on the edge of the tub, then swings his legs over and waits for the telltale shimmer over his spots before he slips into the tub. The octopus limbs show themselves right away, and as much as he hates them, they are a little useful. He can hold himself up just so in the tub, for example, and comfortably recline using one as a neck pillow. If he looks on the bright side, and at the fact that Momo isn't put off by the monster form, it's manageable.
He sinks in to his chin, breathing through the gills low on his neck for a few moments, then reaches for Momo with one of the tentacles. He's not really trying to pull him in, just to get him closer to the head of the tub, so it's only a gentle nudge at his hip.]
But then you'll miss out on everything else I'm doing! [Momo says that with an exaggerated, pouty manner, like he'll be terribly heartbroken if Yuki doesn't get to see everything he has planned for the day. It falls away quickly enough given the situation, though, and he supervises Yuki's movement into the bath just to make sure the tentacle shift doesn't cause any unexpected problems.
He gives him a reassuring smile when he looks over, and while he doesn't often actually see the change directly, it does feel kind of nice to have the opportunity (however selfish that might be when he knows Yuki isn't the fondest of the limbs). The water is a good temperature, bubbly and heavily scented with some florals that Momo chose specifically for Yuki, and once he's gestured over, Momo comes quite willingly to the side of the tub so he can give Yuki an appreciative kiss.]
Thanks for letting me do this. [It feels indulgent of him to have asked when he's seen so often how Yuki feels about his tentacles, but he's going to make sure it's worth it. Drawing a little basket of cleaning items closer, he picks out a soft sponge and wets it in the bath water, starting to draw it across Yuki's upper chest since he's up here already.]
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Yuki's gift is relatively slender, just a folder wrapped up in excessively festive paper - but inside is page after page of sheet music, copied down by a hand skilled in music if not creating perfectly round notes. there are five songs in total here...five songs created by Styx's band that the big guy loves the most.
there is also a holiday card, personally drawn by that same inexperienced hand. it features more music notes on the front, this time to the tune of jingle bells, and a nice heartfelt message inside. keeping true to the season, the notes are all wearing Santa hats and the lines themselves garnished with sprigs of holly.]
u kno what day it is
Of course, it might become a bit obvious when the timed illusion spell Momo put on all the birthday-related items breaks on December 24th, but he figures Yuki is going to be asleep when that happens or if they stay up for a midnight birthday toast, he at least won't be getting into the cabinets as long as Momo has something prepared to toast with. It means he has time to try and make some organisation out of the mess in the span of time between when he wakes up and when Yuki does, but when it comes near to the kind of time Yuki starts to exist in the conscious world again, Momo sneaks back into the bedroom and crouches beside the bed, moving to pull the sheets back with one hand and stroking Yuki's hair out of his face with the other.]
Rise and shine, darling! [It's bright and cheery, but loud. God only knows if Yuki is actually going to be on the brink of waking at this point or if he's just going to have to lift him out of bed regardless, but he might as well give him the chance to bring himself back from the depths of sleep hell.] Momo-chan's ready to spoil you all day, so try to wake up, okay?
uh oh
Pulls the sheets back over his face.
Well, Momo's probably blocking that, right? So he's trying, failing...]
Spoil me by letting me sleep...
[HUFF.]
Why're you so awake...
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Because it's your birthday and I want to do stuff for you... ["Stuff" clearly not including letting him sleep. It's probably a blessing Momo even let him sleep in to more the sort of time Yuki might consider becoming upright on his own merits, but as far as he's concerned more sleep means less time to capitalise on his birthday.
Assuming Yuki doesn't swat him or something for being too excessively awake in his vicinity, Momo leans in further to try and kiss his forehead, now stroking at his hair more generally instead of just to brush it out of his face.] You can just let me pick you up if you don't want to sit up yourself. It's still warm in my arms, right?
[Or in the bath, which is his intended next stop if he can wrestle Yuki out of bed before the water gets cold.]
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Mm... Momo...
[He finally opens his eyes, reaching up from beneath the covers to touch Momo's face, too. A sleepy smile lingers on his face as he wraps his arms around his partner's neck.]
Say something cute.
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Yuki, you're so handsome even just waking up...my heart is going to beat out of my chest!
[Or he's just going to cuddle Yuki back, because that's exactly what he does a moment later, despite the somewhat awkward positioning.] You're going to get a proper snuggle as soon as I can pick you up!
[By which he means as soon as Yuki is enough out of the sheets that he can pick him up without taking half the bed with him, but they're getting there.]
Modranicht gift
Happy Modranicht! Let’s have another great year here in Aefenglom!
M⚜️
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[He will take that compliment, thanks, and he'll cozy it up in some happy little spot in his brain, to be remembered when he's awake and able to give a little back.
With a soft sigh, Yuki breathes Momo's presence in, and he can't help the smile that forms. Maybe he'll humor him a bit and start wiggling out from under the blankets.
He gets them mostly pushed away and has one whole leg hanging off the bed when he starts to lose steam again.]
Mornings are so hard...
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Well, that's why I'm here! So I can help make it less hard.
[Having the sheets out of the way means he can do what he was initially planning to, and that is moving to scoop Yuki out of bed and into something of a princess carry. Trying to walk Yuki to the bathroom would probably take another twenty minutes anyway, so this is the far superior option.]
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But then again, being princess carried by Momo is an incredibly rare and wonderful thing, so Yuki finds himself instantly just a bit more awake. His arms wind around Momo's shoulders, and his smile turns to something sweeter.]
Wow, I really am getting spoiled... Next thing I know, you're going to tell me you got me a plant.
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Momo-chan's lips are sealed about presents until after bath and breakfast time. If I pamper you a bit first, then you'll be more awake for your presents, right?
[Giving Yuki his presents while he's still only halfway into the world of the living again would probably be a bit of an underwhelming experience. Clearly this is in no way related to Momo's desire to just organise Yuki's day for him and bathe him and feed him and so on.]
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However... Well that's enough to wake Yuki up. He was pleasantly enjoying the floral scents and letting them cradle him gently, but his eyes fly open fully at last.]
I don't want to be an octopus on my birthday...
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And here I thought you might want the chance to drag me into the bathtub with you... [Since it's significantly harder to do that to Momo without eight arms. They're not out of options, though.] I do have a charm that I've been working on to kind of...stop water from wetting? But it's not that reliable and then I couldn't wash you.
[He gives a sad sort of hum as he tries to think of a solution - showering here is not that great given the early level of the technology, so he was hoping to give him a nicer experience.] What if I can dry you right after? Then you'll only be like that in the bath. I promise I'll be really thorough...
[He ducks his head down as if to hide it in Yuki's belly. He's been toying with fire magic for a bit longer than the anti-water charm, so generating enough heat waves to dry him out of his merrow form would be an easier ask.]
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It's his birthday, and he absolutely knows he's allowed to call the shots. If he said no bath, he'd get something else, he's sure of it. But somewhere in the back of his mind he's sure Momo went to a lot of trouble to plan everything, and ruining it wouldn't be worth the disappointment. Even if he hates his extra legs, letting Momo carry out his master birthday plan is probably going to make this a day to remember, or at least a day he won't ever think of as bad.
So, putting on his most stellar, handsome smile, he lifts Momo's chin. His voice is still low and sleepy, sultry in its laziness, and he knows his power right now. It's special fanservice just for Momo.]
Promise you'll get in with me?
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Still, he definitely can't pass up a request like that, even if he lets out a weak little whine.]
I have to be able to wash you, though... [Still, he supposes that's...not impossible with both of them in there. He might just have to budge up a bit.] But if you want me in there, too, then I'll figure something out!
[He's still a bit pink from the fanservice attack, but he can recover from the fluster enough to be Determined. In any case, once they get into the bathroom, he sits Yuki down on the little bench he put in front of the vanity - the bathroom isn't separated quite as well as modern ones are, so trying to use the vanity after the shower can sometimes be an exercise in not free sliding across the wet tiles and a seat makes life much easier in that regard.]
I'll deal with this for you first, though. [He gives a little wink before starting to undo Yuki's pyjamas. It's not the sexy kind of strip, but Momo does take a lot of care in removing everything and setting it aside.]
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You can wash me and then get in...?
[Seems logical, right? He thinks so. It makes sense to just take things one step at a time. Besides, it's not like he's unaware that Momo is at least passively fond of the extra limbs.
He behaves while Momo sets him down and starts undressing him, blushing faintly at the act. It's... incredibly intimate, mostly because it's not sexy. It's comfortable; it's something Yuki wouldn't let anyone else do. Momo is special. He has been for years now, and probably (hopefully) always will be.
Raising a hand, he runs his fingertips along one of Momo's arms, a faint smile lingering on his lips.]
I wasn't ready for this kind of fanservice. We're doing great today.
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Are you sure you don't just want to fall asleep in the bath once I'm in there...?
[Because clearly there are other things to do once he's washed Yuki. But he supposes if he wants some bath relaxation time, he can tweak his schedule a bit.
In any case, for now he focuses on the work of meticulously uncovering all of Yuki, and he's so intent on it that he almost startles when those fingertips touch at him. He raises his head, seeing that little blush, and smiles gently as he raises a hand to brush Yuki's hair back over his shoulder, thumb ghosting across his cheek as he does.]
If I get to see a rare cute Yuki like that, then I guess we must really be doing great! [He makes sure Yuki's pyjamas are safely out of reach of any potential splashing before he straightens up and takes Yuki's hands, gently coaxing him upright. Momo will leave his own undressing until he's done washing Yuki, because he's still in pyjamas himself anyway. Or Momo's excuse for them, a.k.a. underwear and a big shirt. Either way, he's not very concerned about getting them wet, even as he moves to lead Yuki towards the bath and the inevitable moment of doom.]
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[He wishes, anyway. No, he knows Momo isn't going to let him get away with being a lazy lump even on his birthday. It's too bad, really.
There's still some sleepiness touching him, and he covers a yawn with one hand as Momo brushes his hair back.]
'm not cute, either. Don't get any ideas. Cool and sexy all the way, or I'm not Yuki. Anyway, here does nothing.
[But still, he's behaving, and he goes with Momo to the tub, glancing over at him for a moment before looking back to the water with trepidation. Without Momo's assistance, he sits on the edge of the tub, then swings his legs over and waits for the telltale shimmer over his spots before he slips into the tub. The octopus limbs show themselves right away, and as much as he hates them, they are a little useful. He can hold himself up just so in the tub, for example, and comfortably recline using one as a neck pillow. If he looks on the bright side, and at the fact that Momo isn't put off by the monster form, it's manageable.
He sinks in to his chin, breathing through the gills low on his neck for a few moments, then reaches for Momo with one of the tentacles. He's not really trying to pull him in, just to get him closer to the head of the tub, so it's only a gentle nudge at his hip.]
At least it's warm.
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He gives him a reassuring smile when he looks over, and while he doesn't often actually see the change directly, it does feel kind of nice to have the opportunity (however selfish that might be when he knows Yuki isn't the fondest of the limbs). The water is a good temperature, bubbly and heavily scented with some florals that Momo chose specifically for Yuki, and once he's gestured over, Momo comes quite willingly to the side of the tub so he can give Yuki an appreciative kiss.]
Thanks for letting me do this. [It feels indulgent of him to have asked when he's seen so often how Yuki feels about his tentacles, but he's going to make sure it's worth it. Drawing a little basket of cleaning items closer, he picks out a soft sponge and wets it in the bath water, starting to draw it across Yuki's upper chest since he's up here already.]