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Mistletoe Kisses

The first time it happened was an accident.

December in Seoul is buzzing with the holiday spirit, and Rosé can't seem to go anywhere without seeing Christmas decor and Santa hats in every direction—or (God forbid) Mariah Carey's "All I Want For Christmas Is You" playing on loop in the many stores along the streets.

Then there's the mistletoes.

Rosé doesn't hate them, per se, but the concept of having to kiss a random person standing below one is quite weird... and juvenile, for lack of better words. Though, she doesn't mind it for the most part. If people can see the fun in it, then what's the harm in that?

The Aussie has had her fair share of kisses with a few guys and girls (only on the cheeks though, because lip kisses—to her—are saved for that right person) in the past. This year, however, things have gotten a little crazy. And Rosé has learned to swerve around the hanging plants, especially when there are some eager boys or touchy girls within her proximity.

It's a few weeks before Christmas, and she had been invited to a party hosted by one of Jennie's old high school friends. Jisoo is already engaged in a friendly, yet competitive round of Exploding Kittens at a nearby table, and Lisa's a bit tipsy and has a goofy smile on her face as she stumbles through the mass of party-goers in the area.

Sometime during the party, the four girls have migrated to each other in varying degrees of inebriation. Jisoo is mostly out of it, though she manages to wobble on her own two feet without crashing into someone (a feat in and of itself), while Rosé spots Lisa first. Or rather, the floppy, red Santa hat sitting lopsidedly on the Thai's head.

"Nice hat, Lis." The Aussie giggles as they sidle up to the other two, and Lisa throws an arm around Rosé's shoulders like it belongs there—which isn't far from the truth. Especially when you consider the number of times they've shown any form of physical intimacy to each other, or had various limbs splayed over the other (in a non-sexual way, of course).

Jennie and Jisoo brighten up as they see their dongsaengs. It's a little ridiculous because, well, they hang out almost every day, and it's not like they'd ever get tired of one another anytime soon. But apart from the days when they're just freaking lazy to bother socializing, they get along seamlessly well.

"Merry Christmas, Jendeukie." Jisoo says through a drunken smile, and Jennie almost snorts into her drink.

"Chu, it's not Christmas yet." The younger Korean grins while pressing against her girlfriend's side. Her speech is a bit more slurred that it usually is, so Rosé assumes that they've had a little too much to drink. Then again, so has she.

Rosé stands in comfortable silence as Lisa engages into a light-hearted debate about who's the best present giver with their unnies. All the while, Rosé is instinctively leaning closer to her best friend, chin resting atop Lisa's shoulder, with a fond smile on her face.

"Rosé's the worst though." Lisa interjects suddenly, before turning her head so she can flash Rosé a wink. Said girl elbows her in reply, but is unable to keep a smile off her face.

"No, I'm not." She retorts pompously and sticks her nose up in the air.

"Whatever, Rosie. You totally are." Lisa grins as she affectionately runs a hand through Rosé's periwinkle hair.

"Am not!"

Somehow, their silly, little argument transitions to teasing pokes and playful shoves, as Rosé pushes back lightly after Lisa had flicked her forehead. The latter's hand quickly flies up to steady her hat, then—with the air of someone who's been greatly offended—glomps Rosé in a bearhug. Prompting the Aussie to gasp when they stumbled forward, struggling to get out of Lisa's arms while the two of them laughed rambunctiously.