The Knights of the Alder Christmas Romance Movie AU
Here’s this year’s Christmas special! I really wanted to write something for Christmas this year, especially after coming up with this very fun au.
“I swear, Halea, this town is like out of one of those Christmas movies,” Talon complained over the phone as he made his way through the small-town center.
The streets were busy as always, full of people running (most likely Christmas related) errands.
“Aw, that sounds adorable, I wish I would’ve been able to come with you.”
His friend sounded wistful, as if she would really want to see the town.
Knowing Halea’s love for all things Christmas-y, he assumed that she would probably actually love it here.
“It’s not adorable, it’s annoying.” That was only half true.
It was nice, in a way, an interesting contrast to the stressful city life. But it was also entirely too much.
“These people make Christmas their whole personality. As if they don’t have better things to do.”
Halea laughed. “Easy now, Mr. Grinch, your grumpiness is showing. What happened to the boy that used to love Christmas, huh?”
“He has grown up,” Talon grumbled.
That was also only half the truth, but he didn’t want to elaborate.
He didn’t have to; Halea knew very well how her friend lost his joy in the holiday.
She sighed.
“Grown up too much, it seems. You act like an old man these days. Lighten up a little, Talon. It’s Christmas! And you’re in an adorable little town miles away from your father, you should use the opportunity and let loose a little.”
Talon sidestepped a man carrying a small Christmas tree. “I am here for work, Halea.”
Halea’s voice softened. “But you always work, Tal. Try to have some fun once in a while.”
The last time Talon really had time to “have fun” was when he was still in college. Now that he worked with his father, he didn’t have time for that.
It was always just work, work, work. And they both knew it. Halea hadn’t managed to talk him into going out in months.
“You make me sound like I’m a boring workaholic.”
His friend laughed. “Aren’t you?”
“I will not dignify this with a response.”
Another laugh. “Don’t worry, I know the answer already. And I love you anyway.”
Talon snorted. “What a great best friend you are.”
“I am,” Halea responded merrily, ignoring the sarcasm clear in his statement.
“Speaking of love,” she continued, and Talon knew whatever would come next couldn’t be good.
“How are things going with your hot farmer boy?”
He was right. Annoyed, he huffed. “He’s not my farmer boy.”
Talon hated the amusement in Halea’s voice as she spoke.
“You immediately knew who I was talking about though. And you didn’t deny the hot part, either.”
Talon’s ears colored red. If anyone would’ve been around to see, he’d blame it on the freezing cold.
“So?” Halea asked.
Talon rolled his eyes. “I don’t know what you want to hear. There’s nothing to tell, really.”
“Did you run into him again?”
It would’ve been impossible not to, in a small town like this. That guy was everywhere. Or maybe Talon just had a talent for bumping into him.
“He showed me around town yesterday,” he admitted.
Halea on the other end of the line gasped. “And you call that not worth telling? I want to know everything.”
A long sigh escaped Talon’s lips. Why was his best friend so invested in this, really?
She acted as if this was one of those cheesy Christmas romance movies, which it really wasn’t.
Yes, him and Aiden seemed to run into each other a lot (sometimes quite literally), but there was nothing romantic happening between him and the Christmas tree farm helper and there would never be.
Yet he told Halea everything about what happened yesterday, just to get her off his back.
“Sounds pretty romantic to me,” Halea teased as he finished.
“It really was not.”
The girl hummed. “I wonder when you’ll run into each other again.”
“I’m actually on my way to the Christmas tree farm now, so probably soon.”
“Uhhh, to see him?” Halea asked, again sounding too amused for Talon’s liking.
He rolled his eyes once again. “To investigate so I can find a way to get Mr. Hunter to sell his property, my job here can be done, and I can finally go home again.”
He could almost hear Halea’s pout. “Now you ruined it.”
“It’s not my fault that you watch too many Hallmark movies. I have to do it. You know how father is, if I don’t deliver soon, he won’t like it.”
A scoff was what he got as an answer.
“Your father needs to learn what work-life-balance means. It’s Christmas time and instead of spending the holidays with his family he barricades himself in his office and sends you off to some small town to spy on some poor man.”
Talon sighed. He didn’t approve of his father’s behavior either, but what was he to do? He was used to it by now.
“You know how he is. I don’t think he will ever change.”
Halea agreed. “You’re probably right. I just hope you won’t end up like him. Take care of yourself, Tal. And try to have some fun, yeah? Maybe hot farmer boy can help with that.”
Ignoring the last half of her sentence, he promised to try and ended the phone call with Halea, just as he almost reached the farm.
And like Talon suspected, there he was, too.
Aiden, in all his glory, wearing a dark green vest with a plaid flannel shirt underneath. He was chopping wood near the barn.
As he got closer, Talon couldn’t help but notice the strength with that he did it. He made it look so easy, as if the axe weighted nothing more than a twig.
The muscles of his arms flexed with every movement; the motion visible even through the long-sleeved shirt that snug around his arms tightly.
Talon hated how Aiden could make even something like making firewood look so attractive.
He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help but stare. Unfortunately, that meant he didn’t see the Christmas tree by the farm’s gate that he was just headed towards.
When he finally managed to tear his eyes away from Aiden, the tree was already fast approaching and his reflexes weren’t quick enough to stop himself from walking straight into it, face colliding with the fir.
The impact caused him to stumble and in a miserable attempt of keeping himself from falling, he held on to the branches, almost taking the tree down with him as he landed in the snow.
Loudly cursing, Talon picked himself off the ground, which took him an embarrassing amount of time, especially since he had to look for his glasses first.
It must’ve looked quite pathetic, even from afar, because suddenly he felt someone stand next to him, grabbing his arm to help him get up.
“Everything okay?” The worried face of Aiden entered his field of vision and Talon’s face heated up immediately.
He just wanted to die. Too bad the Christmas tree didn’t fall and crush him.
I tried my best but tbh it’s not all that good.
I’m too embarrassed about this to actually tag my tag list so I’m only gonna tag @deadlycupid and @bunnymermaidsblog (I know you guys won’t judge 🙈)
Like I said, it’s not my best work. I hope you liked this anyway ^^ happy holidays!
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