"(U-u/n)... P-please get out of the kitchen... T-there are other things you can do for the party... Y-you don't have to cook-"

*BOOM*

"(U/N)?!"

I heard coughing and an 'I'm okay!' come from the direction of the explosion.

I rushed into the kitchen and picked up my uke, who had a couple of cuts on his arm and some sort of liquid all over his body.

At least there wasn't a fire.

"Next time, you can help me with other things in the kitchen," I sighed as I wrapped some bandages around his bleeding arm.

"Um, sorry..."

I finished the bandages and held his hands up to my lips and kissed them.

Looking back at him, I said "Let's go clean up that mess now, alright?"

He nodded and followed me to the kitchen where we put everything back and decided on another recipe we could make for the upcoming party.

In the end we chose roasted pork stuffed with, well stuffing (that consists of potatoes, carrots, onions and small pieces of bread with seasoning).

We went on a grocery run and split the list into two as we rushed around trying to get a the ingredients as fast as possible.

Somehow, we managed to get home in 15 minutes, considering we had to drive a total of 10 minutes there and back.

"Alright! No time to rest! Come on (Y/n)! Let's get started!" (U/n) enthusiastically shouted as he washed his hands and dashed to the kitchen.

Splitting the work, we decided that (U/n) would wash and measure all the ingredients while I would work with the knives and electric appliances.

I began by putting the cleaned pork into a marinade made of salt, pepper, and some other spices and herbs, before cutting the vegetables into chunks.

"(Y/n)! I'm done measuring the ingredients! Maybe I can help you cook-"

My cutting came to a halt as I turned around and panicky shouted: "G-go take a shower!! Then you should choose something to w-wear!! Do that for me as well! Okay?"

We really didn't need an incident like this afternoon to happen when we barley have any time left before the party.

(U/n) seemed pleased at the thought of choosing clothing for the two of us to wear and happily went to the bathroom to get cleaned.

I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding and continued my chopping.

I took the pork out of the marinate and replaced it with the vegetables.

With the meat, I seasoned the outside with some sea salt and pepper.

As I was waiting for the marinate to soak into the vegetables, (U/n) came to the kitchen with two different sets of clothing in his hands.

"Which one do you like, (Y/n)? This one is nice and warm," he started holding up a warm (colour) hoodie (that I swear is mine) with some good looking blue jeans (that would make his plump ass stand out).

"But this one," he said, holding up a (colour) turtle neck with a (colour) long coat along with some black jeans, "we can wear some couple clothing together! Which one should I wear?"

I pointed to the set with the turtle neck and said "That one's better. It'll hide the marks that I made last night."

I saw a blush rapidly grow on my boyfriends adorable cheeks and smirked as I continued: "But if you don't mind others seeing you like that, the sweater would be perfectly fin-"

"I-I'm wearing the turtle neck!!" He yelled, a full blush blooming on his face as he went back to our bedroom.

I laughed as I went back to the now seasoned vegetables, scooping them out and placing them on the pork.

I then wrapped the meat around the vegetables and used some string to keep the entire thing together.

Picking up some oil mixed with some herbs and spices, I brushed it over the pork and put the meat in the oven.

A tired sigh left my mouth as I set a timer for the roast and went to take a shower.

Stepping out of the shower, I found (U/n) napping on a pile of clothes in the middle of the bed and I laughed quietly before taking pictures of his current state.

He was drooling a bit and he had a satisfied look on his face, wonder why.

"(U/n)... (U/n), wake up," I whispered, gently shaking him.

"Mhh..? (Y/n)..? W-what time is it..."

I chuckle again and responded, "There's two hours till the party, baby. Have you picked an outfit yet?"

My cute boyfriend slowly sat up and tiredly rubbed his eyes before going over to me and snuggled himself into my chest.

"There's a couple sets on the bed, choose the one you like..."

Looking back to the bed, I distinctly see about three different sets of my clothing.

I chose a (colour) turtleneck, a (colour) long coat and black jeans to go with (U/n)'s outfit.

After dressing myself, I turned back to my uke and gently shook him a bit more before leaning down and seductively whispering in his ear, "If you don't wake up, we'll just have to do some naughty activities to make you awake~"

Immediately, (U/n) sat up with a tomato red blush and started to mutter words about being awake and how he still needed to get ready.

I smiled and picked up his clothing and helped him change into them.

However, I wanted to tease him a bit, so what do I do?

Of course it's touch and rub all over his body while I help him change.

And it was super effective.

My boyfriend's moans echoed throughout the room as I grazed over his small cock, making it excited.

"And done! The meat is about finished, so I'll go check on that!" I say, as I walk out of our room, smirking.

I could hear small curses coming from his mouth as I went back to the kitchen.

Checking on the pork, there was a good colour on the marinated piece of meat, and using a meat thermometer, I checked that it was cooked thoroughly.

Grabbing some aluminum foil, I wrapped the meat in it to keep it warm and loaded it into our car.

"(U/n)! Let's go or we'll be late!" I shouted, going back inside to retrieve my jacket and boyfriend.

"Coming! Just gotta get the presents..."

We managed to get to (B/f/n)'s house right on time.

Good to know that there were other people later than us.

"Hey (U/n)! (Y/n)!" (B/f/n) welcomed, pulling the two of us into a tight hug.

"This is for you!" (U/n) chirped, handing him/her a neatly wrapped present with a card on it.

"Aw, thanks (U/n)! I knew you were a cutie!"

I glared at (B/f/n) and coldly asked "Where should I put this?"

"Haha! Don't be so cold, (Y/n)~ The cutie chose you over me anyways! So stop being so overprotective! And you can put that on the table, thanks!"

I walked over, still keeping my eye on (U/n) who had gone to catch up with another person as I placed the meat on the table, keeping the foil on as it would keep it warm.

Around 10 people were attending this party and it was all close friends, so (U/n) and I had quite a good time, eating amazing food and playing games like charades, twister, and other childish activities.

Since this is a party, especially a Christmas one, (B/f/n) bought alcohol for everyone.

And because I was driving my soon-to-be-drunk boyfriend home, I didn't drink any of the intoxicating liquid.

Sure the downside is that I can only drink soda and water, but I have a great advantage of getting loads and loads of blackmail of my friends and adorably cute photos of (U/n).

I even cleared some of my phone storage to take photos and videos.

When everyone was pretty much drunk off their ass, I suggested we play truth or dare.

Everyone agreed as I grinned and started the game.

We were all having fun and laughing until (B/f/n) dared (U/n) to kiss someone in the room besides me.

(B/f/n) is so dead next morning...

However, (U/n) seemed sober enough to find a solution to this problem as he just kissed the back of his hand and drunkenly said "Doooone~"

I let out a breath when he did that.

Feeling happy, I pulled (U/n) onto my lap and started to caress his hair and face as a reward.

My boyfriend seemed very content as he even leaned into the touch.

"H-hey! N-nu! S-stap hwurtin us s-singul pwringlrs!" (No! Stop hurting us single pringles!).

Pointing the camera at (B/f/n) I stuck the middle finger at him/her as I kissed (U/n) in front of everyone.

The others either 'aw'ed or said nothing (cause their too drunk to have a reaction).

The night went on and everyone had a good time, drinking more (like totally responsible people) and joking around.

Soon enough, it was time to go.

I looked around and saw some people blacked out on the couch, (B/f/n) was sleeping on the floor (which I snapped a couple pictures of) and (U/n) was wrapped in my jacket.

Sighing, I started to clean a bit.

After covering everyone with spare blankets I found in (B/f/n)'s closet, I picked up my uke and headed for the door.

"Merry Christmas, everyone."

A smile appeared on (U/n)'s drunk red face, he shuffled in my arms as I closed the door behind me.