A G E N T X R E A D E R

Omen was busy in his humble abode completing the finishing touches of his much effort present. Scrapbooking was something he wanted to try and really enjoyed. completing the second last page sadly had no idea to finish the last page off with, frustrated, taking the nearly filled book outside to the longue to maybe spark creativity. 

He finds his Muse next to the cozy fireplace adorned with Christmas decorations and the crackling sounds of the firewood, his muse wearing a made sweater done by Gekko's buddies and fuzzy socks gifted from Yoru as a lazily half-assed early gift, but his muse found them too cute not to wear. 

Muse reading a Christmas childhood book with Jett's head resting on their lap asleep cuddling Dizzy, and Wingman sitting on top of her head peeking at the drawings and gurgling at every little thing  being seen from Muse's book. 

Neon sleeping across Jett's torso. 

Raze and Killjoy sitting on the couch with Santa mugs. 

Gekko fell asleep next to his Muse with a small blanket covering him next to Iso, Sova aware the amount of sitting would hurt the back decided to sit behind Muse giving support for their back to lean against whilst completing a crossword puzzle.

Omen decided to sit next to the couple on the couch opening up to the very last page to sketch up the scenery right in front of him, mostly focusing on his Muse and their gentle face and tired eyes fighting to stay awake till midnight. Sage standing next to Omen to hand him another Santa cup steaming with hot chocolate, before sitting next to him with one of her own mugs.

Every other agent was either in their rooms asleep or to their own thing and will be out for the morning but for now this is the close intimate moment with the agents in the longue for Omen, he wasn't used to this type of gathering, but the soft quiet surroundings made it nice and comforting. 

Omen on autopilot started lightly sketching the scene, deeply looking at his Muse the small movements of turning the page and the heat and light of the fire flushed across their face. Each stroke of the pencil was the art being put together along with the people they were spending this close moment with. 

'What exactly did you make Omen?' Sage asked curiously.

Without any words Omen flipped through the book full of sketches of his Muse, doing anything, sitting, standing, any activity, pasted photos of end of mission trips taken by Iso and pressed flowers. 

'That's amazing Omen, however a little creepy if I do say so myself' She giggled making Omen seep into himself, he didn't want to seem that way, but is not a man of words. He shows his affection through gifts such as this one. Omen finished his last page before tying the book up in a ribbon. 

His muse was nodding off leaning more onto Sova who was still completing the puzzle noticed and decided to move his position, turning to face Muse and lean her back so she can sleep in his arms and pull the book off her grasp and close it on the floor. Moving Muse slightly repositions Jett and Neon slightly waking up to move and fall back asleep.

'Sova looks like a mother hen' Killjoy in a soft voice, as Sova still continued off his puzzle with you sleeping in his arm but not before moving Gekko's arm that's laying across Iso's face. 

'Don't be jealous Omen, Sova is like an older brother to them.' Raze nudged Omen on the side feeling his seeping anger.

'Ja, they told us there's a present waiting for you under the tree to open' Killjoy taking the finished mugs into the kitchen. 

Omen putting his present under the tree placing a card with their name in fancy handwriting next to Muse's present dedicated to him nodded to Sova and walked away.