#sneaky mistletoe placement >:)

[roseguided-arch]

𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑. when she baked, when she spent so much time picking out gifts for everyone. when she looked forward to the eve where everyone piled into the house, family & friends alike, to be together. & , of course , the following morning to see the way her daughters eyes lit up at the sight of her gifts from santa. ( kari’s mother had said she was getting a little old for it, but the woman hadn’t had it in her to ruin the magic. another year wouldn’t hurt, would it ? to let sarah keep that sense of wonder. )

hands occupied themselves cleaning the last of the dishes in the sink from dinner. back turned as joel returned from reading sarah a story at bed—head turns as @keepfight1n speaks.

smile, then, only grows seeing right through her husbands mischievous placement of a surprise mistletoe. drying hands off, the woman tosses dish towel aside & walks toward joel who stands in the doorway leading from the kitchen to the hallway. �� oh, you think you’re so clever, don’t you, mister ? ❜ teases kari with an ever growing smile. hands come to rest on either of joel’s arms, chin tilted upward: ❛ bein’ sneaky & hidin’ t’mistletoe this mornin’ . . ❜ a deep breath drawn into her chest, ❛ well, you do know t’rules of standin’ under one don’t you ? ❜ of course.

ㅤㅤchristmas looked so vastly different now that he had a family of his own to celebrate it with. he finally understood some of the magic his own mother had tried to instill upon him now that they had a daughter to entertain . . . and spoil. that very daughter had just been tucked in for the night, stories read about the holiday to come, and joel now sought out the woman who made this family what it was. he pauses in the doorway when he finds her, arms crossing over his chest as he leans against the doorframe. " sarah's out like a light. she ── oh, now what's this? " there's a mischievous glint to his expression as he glances up to the little green decoration he'd placed himself before leaving for work that morning. " i wonder who left this mistletoe here. "

@roseguided liked for a winter - themed starter !

[shittyficsfordays]

The prompts list I’m using is this one by @joywriting-prompts , starting off incredibly weak with decorating the tree ship

“Oh. Wow.” Hayes had no idea how to respond to the scene that had unfolded in Malcolm’s quarters. The tinsel around the headboard was nice, he figured, but something about the sharp, pointed bulbs hanging from the ceiling was… concerning, to say the least. 

Malcolm waggled his eyebrows, waiting for Hayes to elaborate.

“It’s, uh, very seasonal. You don’t see much holiday cheer this far out.”

“Don’t see much of anything this far out. Candy cane?” He offered a big one, still intact despite the rough travels they had faced since leaving spacedock. 

Hayes moved to take it, stepping across the threshold of the door. Once within the quarters, everything seemed to intensify, becoming even more in-your-face than they had been from the hallway. Malcolm wore an exceptionally smug grin, and it only took Hayes a second to realize why. He groaned, more annoyed at getting tricked than anything. But Hayes still met him halfway and reveled in the sweetness of the moment.