Gift Wrapping (Makoto Tachibana x Reader)

Closing the door behind you as you walked into the warmth of your apartment, you sighed as you set down the heavy bags that were slung on your arms. You had just gone out to finish up what was left of your holiday shopping, leaving your boyfriend, Makoto, to begin wrapping the presents that had already been purchased.

"Makoto, I'm back!" You called out to him, curious when you didn't receive any response from the tall, green eyed man.

Shrugging off your coat and hanging it up, you went to look for him.

"Makoto-" You stopped abruptly as you walked into the kitchen, where you had last left him, mouth gaping at the sight you saw.

Makoto was covered in tape and bits of ribbon, slivers of wrapping paper caught in his hair and sweater. His hair was mussed and you were pretty sure one of his hands was stuck to his head. As his sheepish emerald eyes turned to meet your (e/c) ones, you couldn't help but to burst into laughter.

"Uh...hey?" He mumbled, cheeks burning with embarrassment at you finding him like this.

You forced your laughter to die down, still snickering quietly as you approached Makoto.

"How did this even happen?" You inquired, an amused smile on your face as you began to peel tape off of his face. As funny as this was, he did need help getting everything unstuck, it would be cruel just to leave him.

"W-Well, I was wrapping what you left me with but I don't really know how to wrap that well and I should have told you that before but I wanted to impress you and then I got tape stuck on my hands and then ribbons and this happened...help me..." He rambled on, his eyes crinkling as an adorable grin spread onto his face.

"You're too cute for your own good, did you know that?" You giggled, Makoto letting out a laugh as well.

He worked with his one free hand to pull off the red and green ribbons that had somehow gotten wrapped around his torso and shoulders, as you pulled off the ridiculous amounts of tape that were scattered around his body.

"How did you even get this much on you?" You murmured as you began to work on the pieces littered in his bangs, trying your hardest not to pull out much hair with them.

"I'm just...really bad at wrapping..." He chuckled, pulling off the last of what was stuck to his outfit.

"And...done!" You exclaimed a few moments later, with a large ball of tape in your hand.

"Thank you (y/n)! Sorry about that..." Makoto apologized, a timid smile pulling at his lips.

"Anytime." You replied, before continuing in a joking tone. "Makoto? Next time, leave the wrapping to me. Please."

"Gladly!" He leaned up from where he sat to press a chaste kiss to your lips. He pulled back quickly, looking sheepish again.

"Um, (y/n)?" He questioned.

"Yes?'

"I think my hand is still stuck to my hair."

"Hold still." Was your reply. You flipped your (h/l) (h/c) hair back, and moved to grab his hand. "This won't hurt a bit...hopefully..."

"Ouch!"