He was afraid she was going to cry at his gift? Oh lord, what perfect thing had he gone and done now? It seemed like every time Steve did something sweet and heartfelt, she ended up bawling her eyes out because of how amazing he was. The realization of just how much she loved him would slam into her and she would simply lose all control of her emotions. So if something like that was going to happen now...

"Start with this one," she told him, picking up the smallest box and placing it in his lap. Underneath all the paper and gift box he would find two things: an all-weather notebook with weatherproof pages, and a space pen that was able to write in practically any condition found on earth.

She fidgeting for a moment after handing him the box, hoping that he liked the gifts and didn't think they were too simple or generic, and finally she reached over to the table to grab her mug of hot chocolate now so she could have something to do with her hands. (And it smelled far too delicious to resist drinking it any longer.)

Everything was so beautifully wrapped, it had made the apartment all the more enchanting in the days leading up to Christmas. It seemed such a shame to destroy the works of art, but that was part of the tradition, wasn't it?