A/N: If possible, I would like to snuggle all of you! I was expecting to hear from only five of you or so, but I was surprised with all the prompts I received. They were all really good prompts, and I wish I could have written about all of them. But some of the prompts are a little bit incorporated into the segments. Also…

Each segment has nothing to do with any of the others. For example, the prompt 'waking up on Christmas Eve' has nothing to do with the prompt 'mistletoe.' I couldn't be bothered to write out an actual story, so they are unrelated segments instead lol.

Anyway, I really hope you enjoy my Christmas present to you all! I'm sorry again that I couldn't use everyone's prompts…

000

01. Waking up on Christmas Eve

"…chan…!"

"Dai-chan!"

"Shut the hell up…" Aomine muttered in response to the pestering calls. He heard a distant sigh, and then felt the weight on top of his hips shift slightly. He then felt smooth, slender fingers pinch his cheeks, and stretch them.

His eyes snapped open, and glared at the girl in front of him. She gave him a cheerful smile, annoying him further. It wasn't the first time he had woken up to find her casually straddling his hips and doing weird stuff to his face to wake him up. He did notice that today though, she seemed a lot more persistent than usual.

"Today's Christmas!" She told him as he took a sideways glance at the calendar hanging on his wall. His gaze flickered back to her face.

"It's Christmas Eve," he corrected her, placing his arms over one of his eyes, signifying that he was going to go back to sleep. "Mou, Dai-chan!" Momoi exclaimed, crossing her arms.

"Wake up already…" She whined, placing her hand on his face again. He cringed, anticipating the usual flick or pinch. However, he soon found that she had started caressing his cheek instead. Her warm fingers ran gently along the soft skin underneath his eye, and then along his stiffening jaw line.

"…Satsuki, what are you doing?" Aomine asked bluntly, without opening his eyes. She continued her movements. Her hand glided over his forehead, brushing some of his dark blue locks back. She giggled as she passed a finger over his nose, and pressed lightly down on it. When he felt her fingers reluctantly touch his lips, his hand reached up to grip onto her wrist.

"Sastsuki, you're being annoying," he told her, glowering at her pouty expression.

"I just want Dai-chan to wake up. I want to spend Christmas Eve together. I brought pizza, fried chicken and cake," Momoi told him, hoping that would be enough to convince him to get up. He coolly rose an eyebrow at her.

"Did you make any of it?" He asked, causing her to puff her cheeks out in irritation. He chuckled sharply, muttering a short, "Just kidding."

"So, let's spend the whole day together? We can just be at the konatsu the entire time," she suggested, beaming happily and leaning forward. He merely stared at her. When she smiled at him like that, it always became difficult for him to reply. Not because he wasn't sure how to reply, but because when she smiled like that, he would forget how to speak. It was mesmerizing smile that she would direct only at him. It was a smile that he was sure only belonged to him. No one else had seen it before, he was positive; not Tetsu, or Kise, or anyone at Touou. It was a precious, precious smile, which belonged to a precious, precious person. When he realized that he had been staring at her, his face flushed lightly.

Aomine surprised her by abruptly tugging her towards him, and causing her to fall onto his chest, and into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her tiny body, and placed a hand behind her head. He began to relish in the warmth he was feeling.

"I want to stay here for a while," he told her. She laughed softly. "You're so spoiled. Ah, the food's going to get cold though," she pointed out, even though she had already started snuggling into his warm chest.

"That's why microwaves exist," Aomine replied carelessly, before reaching over and pulling the blanket over the both of them.

000

02. Christmas Shopping

"It's been a while since you've called me out, Aominecchi!" Kise said as he entered the coffee shop, where Aomine had commanded him to meet him. Many of the customers in the café turned to look at the blond, and a number of hushed whispers were heard. Aomine rolled his eyes, standing up from his seat.

"Let's get out of here before you gather up a crowd, Kise," he said gruffly, already exiting. Kise scrambled to follow after him.

"So, why did you call me? Does it have to do with…Momoicchi?" Kise questioned, teasingly whispering the pink-haired girl's name. Aomine glared crossly at him.

"Why would it?" He demanded, stuffing his hands into his pockets. The pair continued to walk straight ahead, and Kise was beginning to wonder where exactly they were going. There was a long drag of silence before Aomine finally spoke up again.

"…What would be a good gift for a girl?"

Kise resisted the urge to laugh. Really, you're so predictable, Aominecchi, he thought.

"Ah, well…depends on who the girl is. Is it for your mom?" Kise inquired, smiling knowingly. He watched as Aomine opened his mouth, hesitated, and then shut it again. He then took in a deep breath and replied, "No."

"Then…for a classmate, maybe?" The blond continued, neatly tucking his mitten covered hands into the pockets of his coat. Aomine clicked his tongue in irritation.

"If you already know who it's for, then stop making fun of me," he snapped, stubbornly looking away and speeding up his walking pace. Kise jogged after him.

"Ehehe, it's funny though. So, you haven't gotten a present for Momoicchi yet?" He questioned. The other male silently shook his head, still looking quite annoyed. It was amusing to see Aomine looking so worried over a Christmas present, Kise decided.

"Momoicchi isn't the type who really cares about that stuff, you know? She likes Aominecchi a lot. Get her something you'll know she'll appreciate," Kise advised him. Aomine sighed heavily.

"That's the problem. I don't know what she would like," he answered back, glancing over at the store windows. They displayed stuffed toys, and roses, and shoes, but nothing that caught his eye and made him think, "That's something Satsuki would like."

"Let's just sit here and think for a bit," Kise said, grabbing Aomine by the back of his collar and forcing him to sit down at a nearby bench. "Now then…there has to be something you remember her talking about? Something she would like? Any implications…?" Kise started. When Aomine only responded by giving him a blank stare, he sighed.

"Okay then. Well, think about any repetitious moments," the blond told him. Aomine rose an eyebrow at him. He wasn't exactly sure what Kise meant by that, but after a few moments of thinking, something actually popped up.

"I-it's so cold…" Momoi whimpered as Aomine opened his front door, letting her inside. She had her hands cupped over her mouth, breathing hot air onto them. The male rolled his eyes at her.

"You don't have to come over all the time, you know," he pointed out. She childishly glared at him.

"I wanted to see Dai-chan. And…walking in the snow is worth it."

Aomine stood up abruptly. "I know what to get her," he muttered.

He had opted to buy her a thick, warm, burgundy-colored scarf. He wasn't entirely sure if she would like it, but he figured it would be enough to keep her warmer whenever she came to visit him.

While Aomine and Kise were walking back to his place, the blue-haired basketball ace was tensely beginning to wonder if he had done the right thing. He glanced down at the bag he had forced Kise to hold, since he said it would suit the blond's appearance more. "Oi. Kise."

"Aominecchi?" Kise asked, looking over at him. His eyes were cast stubbornly to the side, and his shoulders were still tensed up.

"…Do you think she'll like it?"

Kise's eyes widened. It wasn't Aomine's question that had surprised him; it was the expression on his face. It was stunningly pure, and filled with sheer anxiety. It was an expression that Kise had never seen on his face before. Ah, Momoicchi…if you could see the look on Aominecchi's face right now…I'm sure you would laugh at it.

Slowly, Kise smiled warmly at him, suppressing the need to laugh. "She'll definitely like it."

000

03. Snowed in / Sipping juice/tea/nutmeg (I chose hot chocolate though)

Spending the night at Auntie's house because it's snowing too hard. Hopefully, there's still some dinner in the fridge. Please stay safe and stay indoors. Love you —Okaa-san.

Aomine sighed as he read over the text message from his mother. He moved the curtain to the side and saw that indeed, it was snowing way too hard. He felt a bit sorry for the people at the train station, since the train schedule would most likely be cancelled.

"Dai-chan, was that Auntie?"

He flinched. That's right, she's here, he sighed, shaking his head. He turned around to face the girl that was currently snuggled up on his couch, wrapped in a bundle of fluffy blankets.

"Yeah, she's staying over at a relative's house," Aomine replied. "Ah, make sure you text your parents. Tell them you're staying over here for tonight," he told her. She rose an eyebrow.

"Why?" She questioned curiously. He pointed at the window. "It's snowing too much. I'm not walking you home. I wouldn't even let you walk out in that weather at all," he snapped. She giggled.

"You sound like a mom Dai-chan," she spoke fondly before burying her face into the blankets. He frowned, beginning to feel a little embarrassed.

"This smells like you…" She whispered. He twitched in annoyance.

"Don't say stuff like that," he muttered, standing up and sitting back down next to her and in front of the TV.

"But it smells like you. It's nice…" Momoi continued, inhaling deeply. He could feel the heat rising up his neck.

"A…c-choo!" The girl let out a high pitched sneeze. He stared over at her in disbelief. "You're covered in so many blankets, but you're still cold?" He demanded. He couldn't really blame her though. He had on two thick jackets and he was still freezing. She nodded meekly in response to his question.

"It's really…c-cold…" Momoi murmured back, stuffing her face into the blankets. He stood up.

"Should I make hot chocolate?" Aomine questioned. She looked up from the blankets. It certainly was weird to hear any type of proposal from him. She smiled softly, and he rose an eyebrow at her.

"I'll help!" She told him, beginning to stand up. However, the moment the upper part of her body left the heated comfort of the blankets, she shivered and sank back. He scoffed in amusement, and Momoi was sure she spotted a genuine smile on his face.

"You're really stupid. I'll be right back," he told her, ruffling her hair before strolling into the kitchen. She heard him mutter a "ah, it's really, really cold," before she heard the clink of a pot being placed on the stove. She smiled to herself, imagining the scene of him pacing around the kitchen, making hot chocolate. She could stand up and look at the scene herself, but she knew she would be too cold to do that. Besides, she decided that her imagination provided her with enough.

I really like Dai-chan, she thought to herself as she glanced down at the carpet. She inhaled deeply, and smelled his distinct scent from the blankets once more. It was earthy, velvety, and just a bit minty. She wasn't really sure how to describe, but she knew that she enjoyed his scent.

When had she fallen so hard for him, she wondered vaguely. He was an idiot, and extremely dense. Even so, he could also be tender and strangely understanding. She wanted to stay by his side forever.

Aomine returned shortly, holding two large mugs full of hot chocolate and sweet, melting marshmallows. He set them down on the coffee table before sitting down.

"Get down here so you can drink it while it's still hot," he gestured over to her. She nodded and stood up, blankets and all, before plopping down next to him. She leaned her head forward and sipped some of the hot chocolate.

"This really warms up the soul," she sighed in content before drinking more. He scoffed once more. He gazed at her fondly, watching in amusement as she would drink, and then pull back once the chocolate would begin to burn her lips or tongue. He took a swig from his own cup, and sighed contently as the drink warmed up his body.

"Dai-chan."

The said male turned his head. She was looking at him intently, and it confused him.

"Here, here. Lean forward a bit," Momoi told him, gesticulating. He hesitantly did as he was told, although he was still puzzled. "…Like this?"

She nodded. "Close your eyes. There's something I want to see," she continued. He rose an eyebrow.

"Well, okay," Aomine muttered before shutting his eyes. He heard her hum in content. After five solid seconds, he felt tempted to just open his eyes again. However, his curiosity and confusion dispersed when he felt a soft, warm tap against his lips.

Her lips were extremely warm from the hot chocolate. He felt her press more persistently onto his lips. He smirked at the action before raising a hand and cupping one side of her face. His lips parted and his tongue slid out to lick her lips. He heard her squeak in surprise before she opened her mouth. His tongue pressed against her own, and they shuddered at the contact. Their tongues were hot from the drink, and it felt good to kiss her like that, he decided. He wondered if he should have her drink something hot every time before they kissed.

She finally pulled back, panting lightly. "I-I'm not cold anymore…" Momoi informed him shyly. Aomine smirked, looking smug. She glanced up at him quickly before hastily looking away. Then, she rose up and gave him a swift, light peck on the cheek.

"Merry Christmas, Dai-chan," the pink-haired girl whispered. She quietly crawled into his lap before turning her attention back towards the hot chocolate. He placed his chin on top of her head before reaching over and bringing his cup of chocolate towards his lips.

"Merry Christmas."

000

04. Christmas shopping (again!)

"Dai-chan, what should I get for Tetsu-kun…? He's the only one I haven't gotten a present for yet," Momoi pondered. The two were currently strolling down the busy, crowded streets of the city, doing last minute Christmas shopping together.

Momoi was clutching onto a few bags, which contained the presents for Akashi, Murasakibara, Midorima and Kise. Aomine was also holding onto a few bags, although a couple of them belonged to the pink-haired girl. He wasn't very good at buying presents, and had simply bought the Kiseki members some new basketball essentials, like wristbands and gift cards to sports stores.

"Does it really matter? Buy him a pillow or something," Aomine suggested with a yawn. All he wanted to do was go home and nap. She glared over at him.

"That's so lame, Dai-chan," she told him. They passed by a book store, and the girl took a few sudden steps backwards. He glanced back, sighing before following her into the store.

"I'm not really sure what type of book Tetsu-kun would want…do you think a gift card would be better?" Momoi asked, looking up at her childhood friend, eyes brimming with curiosity.

"Sure, sure," he said back, pushing her towards the cash register so she could buy a gift card. He walked over towards the door, and glared at a group of high school boys who had started to ogle at the girl.

Finally, after Momoi had purchased the gift card, and Aomine had successfully intimidated the group of boys, the couple walked back out into the bustling streets.

It was an easy task for Aomine to maneuver himself around the sidewalks. He was extremely tall, so people always moved out of his way automatically, afraid to be stepped on or shoved to the ground. There was also the fact that his face had a permanent glare etched onto it. He was used to getting through tightly-packed crowds, and never had a problem with it.

Momoi, on the other hand, was having a significantly tougher time. "Ah, sorry," Momoi apologized for the umpteenth time as she bumped into yet another person. It took a while for Aomine to realize that Momoi wasn't walking by his side anymore, and was now a few meters behind him.

"Ah, jeez…" He muttered as he walked back towards her. "Dai-chan…" She whined, pouting as she looked up at him. The basketball ace rolled his eyes at her.

"It's your fault for being so tiny," he remarked. She looked down at the ground, childishly sulking.

"Here."

"Eh?" The girl snapped her gaze upwards to see that Aomine had extended his hand out to her. He was staring down at her and offering his hand, as if it were the most common thing in the world. Much to her unknowing, Aomine was actually feeling very embarrassed about the ordeal.

"J-just until we turn the corner," he told her as she grabbed onto his hand. Damn it, I stuttered, he thought to himself.

"Mhmm!" Momoi chirped happily. It became much easier for her to get through the crowd, thanks to Aomine's height. A smile graced her features when she noticed that the back of his ears had become red.

Somehow, the two had continued to hold hands, even after they had turned the corner.

000

05. Mistletoe

"Ahh, Momoi-chan looks stunning tonight, doesn't she?"

"Idiot, she always looks stunning!"

"Well, then she looks a lot more stunning than usual tonight!"

Momoi shifted uncomfortably as she overheard the loud comments behind her. She always disregarded them, but there was always something about them that still made her feel awkward. The girl currently had on a red dress that neatly complimented her curves, paired up with silver heels. The dress wasn't very low in the chest area, so she thought she wouldn't draw much attention.

She sighed, standing up and resigning to go get something light to eat from the dessert table.

"Ah, Momoi. Were you the one who arranged the decorations?" The said girl looked up to see Imayoshi smiling down towards her. She swept some hair behind her ear before nodding.

"Yes…Sakurai-kun and Wakamatsu-senpai helped out a bit too," she explained before picking up a slice of cheesecake. Imayoshi did the same.

"And where's Aomine? It's Touou's basketball club Christmas party, and the ace isn't even here," he pointed out with a small shrug. He had expected as much.

"Eh, well, he said he would show up late, or not at all," the pink-haired girl replied, laughing uncertainly. Imayoshi sighed lightly.

"Then, allow me to be in your company tonight," he volunteered politely. Momoi beamed at him, and the two took a table along with Wakamatsu, who was devouring everything in sight whilst ranting passionately about Aomine. The two were great company. Although Imayoshi always had a suspicious glint in his glasses, and you could never tell what he was thinking, he was surprisingly quite easy to talk to. And even though Wakamatsu could be gruff and straight forward at times, he was also fun to tease and make jokes with. Momoi decided that even though Aomine hadn't showed up at the Christmas party, she still had fun.

"Momoi-san, one of the decorations fell, and I forgot where it's supposed to go…I'm sorry…" Sakurai, who had been with some of the freshman benchwarmers, informed the pink-haired girl.

"Ah, okay. Let's go then. I'll be right back," Momoi said, excusing herself from the table. She followed Sakurai, who was dressed in a nice black suit, to the fallen decoration, which actually wasn't very far from her table. It was above the door of the gym and there was a ladder ready by the wall.

"I had a feeling this would fall down…" Momoi muttered, picking up the paper snowman. Sakurai climbed up onto the ladder, and the girl handed it to him.

"Okay, Sakurai-kun…it goes about…right there," the pink-haired girl said, pointing.

"Eh…here?" He questioned. "Mm…just a little bit more to the left…right there is good." Sakurai stuck it back onto the wall, making sure to press onto it firmly to reduce its chances of falling down again. He carefully stepped down from the ladder, accepting the hand Momoi had offered to him. The pair stepped back a bit to look up at the paper snowman, which had been perfectly positioned onto the wall again.

"Momoi! Sakurai! Look up!" Wakamatsu bellowed from the table. The two blinked up, and instantly flushed. By that time, everyone had heard Wakamatsu's shout, and all attention had been turned towards the two.

Momoi and Sakurai were currently looking up at mistletoe, hanging merrily from above the gym doors. Many of the people gathered in the room were either enthusiastically cheering, or mourning over the loss of Momoi's kiss. However, the cheers, especially Wakamatsu's, seemed to beat out the mourning.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

Sakurai was looking around in all directions, looking like he would faint at any moment. Momoi was mirroring his actions, looking extremely flustered. Although Sakurai was a very good friend, and significantly attractive, he was still someone she couldn't actually kiss.

"C'mon! It's tradition, you know?" Imayoshi called out, grinning mischievously. At that moment, all the good points that Momoi had gathered about him had been thrown out the window.

Momoi saw Sakurai gulp nervously. He turned towards her, and she jolted in her spot. "S-S-Sakurai-kun…?"

He blushed. He leaned in a bit to whisper, "J-j-just a kiss on the cheek would do, right?" She blinked in surprise, realizing that Sakurai had the same opinion about her that she had about him.

"I think it would be enough to satisfy them," she murmured back, nodding hastily. He smiled gently at her, and she couldn't help but smile and giggle back. The loud, persistent cheers of "Kiss!" could still be heard clearly in the background.

Sakurai leaned in towards her, gingerly placing a hand on her shoulder. She fluttered her eyes closed, waiting for the touch of his lips on her cheek. The cheering grew louder. Wakamatsu watched in suspense, eyes wide.

With the way Sakurai was positioning his face, it appeared as if he would kiss the girl on the lips. However, he had planned that, with careful timing, he would turn his face and give her a light peck on the cheek.

Meanwhile, Momoi was beginning to feel a surreal atmosphere. The cheers were starting to create a strange buzz in her ears, and she could feel her head swimming. She took in a soft breath, continuing to wait for Sakurai to make his move. She felt a warm breath over her lips, and felt her eyes shut tighter. Instead of feeling the expected kiss on her cheek, she felt soft lips press onto her own.

She nearly snapped her eyes open. However, she quickly realized that the lips kissing her didn't belong to Sakurai. The lips she felt were extremely familiar. They were soft, yet rough at the same time, and contained a subtle taste of spear mint. She also realized that the small, warm hand on her shoulder was gone, and that instead, there was a large, cold hand cupping her cheek.

The person kissing her drew back, and Momoi instantly opened her eyes, knowingly whispering, "Dai-chan." The gym had grown quiet. However, after some claps from an amused looking Imayoshi, everyone else broke out into cheers once more.

It was indeed Aomine standing before her, looking smug and annoyed at the same time. He had just arrived from outside, which explained why his hand had felt so cold. The pink-haired girl also noticed that Sakurai was currently sprawled out on the floor, looking stunned. The girl sighed, shooting Aomine an accusatory look.

"Dai-chan, what did you do?" She asked tiredly, helping Sakurai up. He made a short 'tch' sound, scratching the back of his head.

"I was walking here when I saw that damn Sakurai about to kiss you," Aomine snapped. "And…?" Momoi asked, glaring up at him. Sakurai was visibly shaking next to her, and it wasn't because of the cold.

"So…I kind of pushed him off of you and took his place. As if I was going to let him have you," he explained, flickering his eyes towards the brown-haired boy, who flinched.

"I-I'm very sorry, Aomine-san!" Sakurai declared, bowing down many times before running off towards Imayoshi and Wakamatsu, who gave him comforting pats on the back.

"Anyway, c'mon, let's go," Aomine told her, taking a firm hold of her wrist. She stayed planted in her spot, causing him to turn around and look at her questionably.

"You just got here though, didn't you? It's only twenty minutes until the countdown for Christmas," the pink-haired girl pointed out, frowning. He stared at her before sighing.

"I came here to pick you up," he told her bluntly. She blinked in surprise. "…eh?"

"We're doing the Christmas countdown at my place, not with these annoying shits," he muttered, already beginning to turn around again. She pulled him back again.

"D-Dai-chan, we can't just leave"—

"We'll be fine over here," Imayoshi called out, causing the two to look behind them. He nudged Wakamatsu, who grudgingly told them, "Yeah, it's annoying because it's Aomine, but we'll be fine." The rest of the basketball club members nodded, also telling them it was okay for her to go.

"We'll be sure to clean up afterwards," Sakurai spoke up. The basketball club members, including Imayoshi and Wakamatsu, coughed uncertainly into their hands at Sakurai's comment. Momoi smiled at them.

"Okay…thanks you guys!" She told them. "Merry Christmas!" She called out before she was forced out of the gym by Aomine, who had been waiting impatiently the entire time.

"Geez…they're all so annoying," he told her. He was still holding her by her wrist, she noticed. She watched as he tensed when she reached over and grabbed onto his hand. She giggled when she spotted his ears glowing red.

"I don't think they're annoying at all, but I'm glad I get to spend Christmas with only you, Dai-chan," Momoi told him, smiling warmly. He clicked his tongue.

"If you say things like that, I'll eat you," he muttered, causing her to hit his upper arm. He smirked before giving her hand a light, tender squeeze.

There's no one else I'd rather spend Christmas with than you.

A/N: I'm so glad I finished this in time! I was a bit hesitant about writing a prompt for 'mistletoe' because so much could go wrong with that, since mistletoe scenes are usually painfully cliché. I tried making it seem a bit 'unique,' so I hope I at least did some justice to the prompt hahaha.

As for the two Christmas shopping prompts, I wanted there to be a segment where Aomine was worrying over what to buy for Momoi, with either Kise or Kuroko. But at the same time, I also wanted there to be a scene where Dai-chan coolly says "here" while extending his hand out towards Momoi-chan, and then proceeds to help her get through a crowd LOL. So, I'm a bit sorry for that.

Also, there was that hot chocolate kiss scene for the people who wanted a little bit of 'spice.' The thing I regret most is the fact that I wasn't able to include all of the Kiseki in any of the segments. Kise was the only one who made it through haha.

So yes, that's all for this long note. I hope you enjoyed this segmented one shot, and I hope you all have a safe, and happy Christmas!