Luke x Rider- Santy Clause

It had been a very merry Christmas Eve for Luke and Rider. The sun had just set upon the horizon, casting out a canvas of orange and scarlet tint across the world. The glazed and dripping icicles from days past reflected off the cascading light and created a heaven-like spectacle. As the two arrived home to Oni’s house, Rider had crossed his arms in disbelief, a large pout forming across his face.
“There is no such thing as Santa Clause!” Rider mumbled angrily. Luke giggled warmly, his bright as starring at him lovingly.
“Of course there is, my love.”
Luke turned the key to their room and opened the door, letting Rider walk in first. Rider blushed at the gentlemanly action, then plopped himself on the couch near the fireplace. The crackling fiery flames sent passionate embers into the air, dissolving into ash and falling back down to the wood. Luke walked over and kissed Rider’s cheek.
“I’ll get us some tea’, he said warmly.
“Yeah yeah”, Rider said, looking away. He could be quite the Tsundere.
A few minutes later, Luke came back holding two steaming mugs of tea. Rider eagerly grabbed the cup, drinking it right away. Since he was such a hot head already, boiling temperatures never really had any effect on him. Rider turned his head to the narrator.
“HEY!” He screamed, his eyes becoming blood shot.
Please don’t break the fourth wall, Rider. Anyway, Luke blew a small breathe of air onto his glass, the swirling vapor wrapping around his head above. He smiled and grabbed Rider’s hand.
“I love you’, he said, looking into Rider’s eyes.
He blushed, speechless. His heart felt-weird. Like it was in knots or something stupid. Hating this emotion, rider instantly pulled his hands away and changed the subject.
“Yeah, well, there’s still no such thing as Santy”, he said mockingly. Luke grinned widely.
“Then what’s that outside?”
Rider jerked his head to the side in confusion. Then he saw it: A large crimson sleigh with a flock of mystical deer at the head. And in it, of course, was none other than Santa Clause. He waved to Rider, then flew away. Rider’s jaw dropped wide open. His body was more frozen then the crystallizing air outside. Luke leaned in with a kiss and whispered softly,
“I told you so”