Oh ho, the mistletoe, hung where you can see~

[succubestie]

♬ Have a Holly Jolly Christmas - Burl Ives

WHO || Bo and Andrew Dennis-Gatewood and literally everyone else.
WHAT || Bo and Andrew got married. It's Christmas. Let's get drunk and be merry. :D
WHERE || Castle Ballroom, London
WHEN || Christmas Eve - Late Evening
HOW || Whatever's clever. Probably spammy.

To make up for the fact that a certain couple eloped the night before the Battle for Andres, Bo and Andrew decided to make sure to have a party that would certainly make up for it. There's decorations galore, including a massive Christmas Tree with plenty of room for presents in case anyone wants to exchange gifts mid-party, plenty of tasty snacks to pick at, and more booze than can probably be consumed by the people in attendance, though no doubt they'll certainly try.

Oh, and there's mistletoe everywhere. A certain succubus wouldn't be happy if there wasn't plenty of kissing going on.

Try not to have too much fun, though. You wouldn't want to be too hungover on Christmas morning, would you? Or you could just do what Bo and Andrew are going to do and sleep in til noon. ;)

Comments

[nothingsodivine]

You'll be all right. [He can't really hold in the tiny bark of a laugh that escapes.] You- I... [Incoherent sputtering noises. And he breathes. Because it's all he can do, since he is the only one feeling a little uptight about this.]

Okay.

[daredtobelieve]

[His stuttering really has her so confused.]

Des, are you feeling alright? You look a bit pale...

[nothingsodivine]

I'm just thinking. [He's gonna gnaw on one of his fingernails now.] About the possibility. And the situation... And how I'm a fucking idiot. Y'know. General things.

[daredtobelieve]

The situation? Des, I don't understand.

[nothingsodivine]

That you might be... you know.

[HE CAN'T EVEN SAY IT.] I wasn't thinking, and you could be and- [waves hands in weird circles.

Charismatic Hero, here.] I mean, it's not even a for sure thing, but if it is... What do we do?

[daredtobelieve]

[She does not look any less confused by how he's acting.]

I... likely would look into antibiotics. As one does with these things.

[nothingsodivine]

....We're not even remotely talking about the same thing, are we?

[daredtobelieve]

What is it that you..? [Realization dawns on her.]

Oh dear god. You thought I was suggesting that I might be--

[She shakes her head, quite insistent.]

No. No, I'm not. [She reaches out a hand to his shoulder.] No.

[nothingsodivine]

[he drags a hand down his face and huffs a long, long breath.]

I'm clean, by the way.

[You definitely needed to know that.]

[daredtobelieve]

[She stares at him for a few beats in silence, before a smile cracks her expression and she covers her mouth to stifle a laugh.]

[nothingsodivine]

[He looks at her pathetically for a few seconds before cracking a smile and laughing too. God, he's an idiot.] I'm sorry. I was just... caught off-guard. I didn't mean to come off like a jerk.

[daredtobelieve]

Acting as if I had served the pair of us a death sentence might have been a tad harsh... [Look, now it's IC trolling too.]

Believe me, I had my own private panic over the possibility soon after I left the pair of you. But I've been very thorough to check and double check that we're in the clear. I suppose that's why the thought didn't cross my mind sooner.

[Or because she rolled shit wis checks for ages jfc.]

[nothingsodivine]

Oh, it wasn't that bad. [it was definitely that bad. he rubs his neck] Yeah, it occurred to me at some point when we were talking after, but then I put it out of my mind, and... it all came back.

[and we all know how des is with irrational emotions, okay.] D'you want another drink?

[daredtobelieve]

Yes, I think I can use something particularly strong after that little- [She gives a wave of her hand to just brush it off.]

[nothingsodivine]

For the record, I am really sorry. [But he mimics her hand gesture and grabs two glasses of wine off a table.] One for the lady in red and one for the guy with egg on his face. Cheers.

[daredtobelieve]

[She takes her glass, still smirking at him, because it's nice to see him so thrown off his game.]

No harm done. I'm sorry for nearly giving you a heart attack. [She clinks her glass to his and takes a healthy drink.]

At least it's safe to assume that should you invite me out for another poker night, we may take a few more precautions. [Casually alludes to more threesomes in the middle of an office holiday party.]

[nothingsodivine]

[Siiip] The thought has definitely occurred to me.

[precautions or more threesomes or both. we just don't know.]

[daredtobelieve]

Hmm. [She seems a little pleased by that ambiguous response. Turning to stand at his side, she slips her arm through his, not asking, just doing it like it's completely natural.]

I have to say- I'm glad to hear you've given it some thought. I had hoped I might have left an impression.

[nothingsodivine]

Ohhh, you definitely did. [definitely natural. so natural, he bumps her shoulder a little and grins down at her.] On both of us, even.

[daredtobelieve]

[Her smiles widens, and she may even preen a little.]

Stop- you'll make me blush.

[nothingsodivine]

Sorry, was that supposed to deter me? Though, gosh, this is polite company, Peaches. It'd be a shame if anyone overheard. [fucking troll. from stammering bitch to suave in nothing.]

[daredtobelieve]

[She glances around at her colleagues, as if weighing the options.]

Let them talk.

[Look what you did, Des. You and your stupid boyfriend have made her less concerned with being super polite all the time. Tsk.]

[nothingsodivine]

Ohhh look who's gotten a little racy. And I thought it was just the dress. [He leans over a bit to say, almost in her ear.] And yes, I noticed.

[daredtobelieve]

[She takes another sip of her wine, glancing at him out of the corner of the eye as he leans in.]

I suppose you just bring it out in me.

[nothingsodivine]

Well, he brought it out of me first, so I had to pay it forward somewhere. Lucky you. [wink.]