|ganumai (ganumai) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2012-12-25 22:36:00
Who: Ganymede and Joey!
What: Gift-giving and huggles.
Where: Joey's place.
When: Christmas Afternoon.
Warnings: Potential cuteness.
Ganymede's arms were full, at least for the moment, the basket in his arms almost obscuring his vision, but to be quite honest, the thing was just a little too bulky to carry in one hand. He hadn't anticipated this, otherwise, he would have taken the chance to tone it down on the glittery red tissue paper the basket was mostly stuffed with. But no- his little basket was quite the glittering, bright little present, and it was for his one and only Joey. A man he knew, and a man who could probably knit scarves. Ganymede couldn't knit anything. In fact, figuring out how to make things had always managed to escape the young immortal. He'd never had to make anything before. Being back on mortal soil had changed that fact. Gany had found that he possessed talent in some areas of making things, coffee for the most part, teas, the cookies that sat nestled in a little plastic baggie, some iced, some sprinkled with sugars and cut into cutesy shapes.
His hair hung loosely around his head, tossed with the winter wind, some curls managing their way into his face as he stood there at Joey's doorway, and hoped someone would answer his little knock at the door before he ended up one big mess of cold and hair.