Re: [Christmas Tree: Misha & Damian]
[Misha would've found that thinking 'bout bearings real adorable, but he wasn't aware, and he was just real focused on the boy that walked through the door and looked at him. He knew Damian was tired; Damian, he looked tired. But he thought the boy looked real beautiful in them clothes, and Misha had himself a hard time just standing as Damian tugged off gloves and came near. And, Misha, he was expecting that kiss that never did come fully. He ducked his head some as lips brushed his in talking, and he groaned real hush when Damian asked after eggnog instead. You can't blame the boy; it had been plenty long since he'd had this boy stood 'cross from him.] It's the eggnog. [Deliberate, he straightened and took a step back 'fore handing over the mug.] Go on. You say what you think.