Flakes of snow gently floated down from the dark night sky, some of which are blessed with resting on her dark locks of hair. They twinkle under the lamplight, glimmers of frost like stars sparkling in the twilight.
You both stand under the doorway, a brief reprise from the bustle of the christmas eve party. She looks cute as a button, all bundled up in her large fluffy coat, her bangs contrast her bright red cheeks, red in part due to the cold winter air, and in part due to the mugs of mulled wine you both shared at the party.
"Woohoo" she's slurring slightly and leans against your arm.
"I'm really happy you came with me today!" as she slurs as she closes her eyes and rests against you, taking in your warmth.
"I was going to tell you something..."
Kronii trails off, a characteristic of when she is struggling to get the right words to describe something important, something personal. "I, errr...".
Her hands grip around your arm, her cheeks seem more rose than before, redder than the Santa-IRyS you both had a laugh at earlier.
"I didn't get you a present for christmas..." Kronii says sheepishly, looking up at you with wet, doe eyes for forgiveness.
"Truth is... I...".
The sentence trails off as she looks up, you follow her gaze to above the doorframe to see a bundle of mistletoe.
The buzz of the party seemed to have vanished as you both looked at one another, only the faint breaths of the two of you mattered.
Kronii couldn't finish, she just looked at you, her eyes like cerulean whirlpools tugging you into her.
Your arms instinctively drop to her waist, pressing her against you, her heart was beating as fast as yours, synchronised even.
With a degree of confidence you never knew you had, you pounced.
A kiss.
Gentle, delicate, tender.
Both of you had closed your eyes and savoured the moment, it was intoxicating, as if time itself had frozen. It probably had knowing her.
You pull away, resting your forehead on hers. Kronii's arms snake upwards and hang around your neck.
"I don't want any presents" you murmur softly, "I just want you for Christmas."
She takes control, on tip toes and pulling your face back to hers, the second kiss.
Passion.
Raw and unbridled.
When she releases you're both gasping for air, smiling and holding one another as close as possible.
"Let's go." Kronii whisks you away from the doorway, not before snagging the mistletoe from above, giving you a cheeky wink.
It was going to be a very merry christmas.

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