"I am not wearing any of those."
"... why're you looking at me like that..."
"N-Naruto! Wh-!"
"GET OFF OF ME."
After dragging Sasuke back to his place and laying out an assortment of "festive headgear", Naruto managed to wrestle his friend into a modest Santa hat. And though it got him a swift kick to the ribs, the blonde deemed the outcome completely worth it.
They decorated his meager apartment with the few decorations he had. Busted icicle lights, some garland, a few ornaments for his little tree, and other little bobbles. The decorations were a little pathetic but he didn't care. It wasn't about the quality of the items but the ideals they represented. He never liked being alone around the holidays, it made him sad. A sadness he usually covered up with fireworks and by getting drunk.
When they were finally done they plopped down on Naruto's old couch with hot cocoa in hand (well, hot cocoa and peppermint tea). They were a little tired out from yelling at each other, wrestling, running around, the usual pre-Christmas shuffle. And just in time for bed too.
"You're exhausting." Sasuke mumbled.
Naruto snickered into his frog mug. "I know. But your life would be boring without me."
That earned the blonde a well deserved glare. He just laughed it off.
"Well, I'm going to bed." Sasuke stated, finishing his tea and pulling the blanket off the back of the couch.
Apparently against this, Naruto gasped. "But you need to open your Christmas Eve present!"
Sasuke lowered him a confused look. "My what?"
Naruto scrambled from his spot on the couch over to reach under his bed. "Your Christmas Eve present! Every year I open my one present on Christmas Eve so I have it going into Christmas!"
Sasuke didn't really know how to react so he waited for Naruto to return with two poorly wrapped packages. One he handed to Sasuke, the other he kept for himself. When Naruto started ripping it open Sasuke sighed and started to do the same, though a little calmer than his old teammate.
In the wrapping paper was a set of pajamas, perfectly normal pajamas. They were a pair of matching dark bluish gray shirt and pants. Something Sasuke might actually wear. After the talk of "sexy elves" he was ready for the worst. He looked over at Naruto as he hugged a fuzzy pair of yellow pajama pants patterned with frogs and swirls.
And then Sasuke's face contorted from peace and calm to horrified in a second as Naruto started stripping down right there in front of him. His right eye twitched and he muttered a quiet, "What the fuck are you doing."
Naruto looked up, confused. "I'm changing my pants?"
"I can see that." Sasuke returned. "But why are you changing in front of me."
Naruto hiked up his new pajamas and rolled his eyes. "We're both guys, aren't we? It's not like I'm going commando or anything."
"I've seen more than enough of your skin to last me a lifetime." Sasuke glared. "Remember when you streaked through the village?"
"You won't let me forget." Naruto chuckled. "Besides, it's not like I was waving my junk around in your face. Chill out a little!"
Sasuke couldn't stop his right eye from twitching yet again. Naruto was too calm when he said those sort of things. And he said them way too often for the Uchiha's tastes. He thought it was best to just ignore him as always.
"Goodnight." Sasuke said pointedly and turned away from the idiot.
Naruto chuckled to himself as he grabbed his comforter from his bed. He dragged it over to his low bearing table and tried to fall asleep beneath it.
