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

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

♬ 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. ;)

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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.]

[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.]

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.

[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.

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

I think I'll be content to let it ruminate amongst the three of us for a bit before I share this fate with another soul and pay mine forward. Believe it or not, I can be just as picky as you.

[Des considers that for a second.] Clearly I should be the one feeling honored, here.

And why on earth is that? [She says with a sudden little laugh.]

In case the two of us saying it didn't convince you, you're extraordinary. If you're picky and you picked me before you ever saw Mr. Could Make a Train of Thought Lose Its Train of Thought, then I'll call that a victory.

[She ducks her gaze, a more private smile hidden behind her hair as it falls over her shoulder from the motion. After a moment, she composes herself and pulls her eyes back up to meet his.]

I could kiss you, you know. But the last time I tried that in public, it didn't end so well.

[It's a light joke, but also a question. This isn't exactly clear. All she knows is that she doesn't make the rules for the game, only plays by them as best she can.]

[His smile widens a bit.] You don't have to worry about how it ends anymore, Helen. [He reaches up to move her hair back away from her face.] I got you covered.

[His hand trails down her cheek and he leans in and kisses her tenderly. Maybe it lacks the utter bottomless passion of what people assume true love is. Maybe there aren't any fireworks. Maybe only time stops for a fraction of a second before moving on again. Maybe what it isn't doesn't matter, because what it is means something and that's all that Des ever promised her and they both agreed it was enough.]

[It's a strange middle ground that would be hard to describe to anyone who wasn't the two of them- the way it means more to her than the chaste peck of a friend, but not quite as much as the take-your-breath-away moment when you're reunited with a lover.

They've found a place in between, something that's important but not all consuming. There's a comfort in it for her, one she's happy to linger in.

Her hand reaches up, fingertips brushing his temple before she gently threads her fingers through his hair. Her hand remains as she pulls back, a smile on her lips as she keeps her eyes shut for just a moment before opening them and finding his gaze.]

Worried? Who's worried? [She allows her nails to gently comb through his hair for just a moment before she pulls back to regain her composure.] You know- it may be for the best that you have no interest in joining our cause. You're very distracting.

Well, damn. Now you've learned all my secrets. [He grins, flashing his teeth a bit.] I wouldn't wanna give you a chance to get bored of me.

Somehow I doubt that ever happening. I also highly doubt I've learned all of your secrets. But I'm content with the ones I have.

[he shrugs sheepishly and gestures to the dance floor.] Should we get one dance in while we're scandalizing the masses?

Mmm, I was hoping you might ask. [gonna guide them towards the dance floor. With a 14 dance check, she's not winning any fancy dance contests this time. But she's not horrible.]

[don't feel bad. des rolled a 12, so they're not really being very scandalous, I guess. Maybe they're just slow dancing very, very close together.] D'you ever think how funny it is how things change in such a short amount of time? I was just thinking... has it really been that long since you were egging me on, while I dramatically read Gar's smut books in the library?

It's funny you should mention that. [She ducks her head a bit, laughing lightly.]

I was just thinking about it the other day. That was the first that I started to see you in a different light.

[Dat sexy voice of his got her going okay.]

I obviously missed my calling in erotic audiobooks. [he laughs along with her.] That was... what? Maybe a year ago. A little less? Time's weird like that. You can live a hundred years or more and watch everything change around you, while you stay the same, and then suddenly in the course of no time at all... Everything changes.

I'd like to think that this is a change for the better, at least.

[She feels good, happy. It's not conventional, but not much is in her life.]

All of it is. [He smiles warmly.] You. Him. Everything. I'm happier than I've ever been.

Good. I'm glad to play a minor part in that. [Look she knows it's mostly the super hot boyfriend. Girl ain't even trying to play.]

Now, how cross with me might you be if I said I got you something?

[CHRISTMAS! 8D]

You're not a minor part in it. [Giiirl, don't even front. You're at least a major supporting character. Best Supporting Actress in the movie of his life.

And he's just gonna stare at her, sheepishly.] I didn't... get you anything.

I know-- or rather I suspected you might not. I tend to get a little into the holiday spirit. But if it makes you uncomfortable, I'll understand.

It doesn't make me uncomfortable. [sheepishness intensifies.] I just wasn't expecting it.

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