byler oneshots

72 - gingerbread houses

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Thank you guys so much for all the reads and comments! I'm happy to be working on this story again. This is another Christmas one and it was also a suggestion, so if this was your comment, thanks for the idea!! I hope you guys are having a good holiday season so far!!!

*winter break of sophomore year*
*will pov*

I slide on my snow boots and hide them under the baggy legs of my jeans, straightening my red and green ugly Christmas sweater as I stand up. I grab my hat and gloves and knock on Jonathan's door.

"Hey Jonathan, I'm going over to Mikes for the day. See you later!" I say, snoring on the other side of the door. I can't believe it's almost noon and he's still asleep.

I lock the door behind me, and when I turn around, the street looks even more beautiful than the day before.

There are about six or seven inches of fresh snow covering every surface, and a few flurries occasionally fall from the sky. Everything looks so beautiful and calm in the wintertime. I kick the snow as I walk, admiring everything around me.

The walk is cold and my cheeks and nose feel red and freezing when I walk up to Mikes door. I knock lightly, shifting from foot to foot to try and stay warm.

"Will!" he says when he opens the door, hugging me tightly as I shiver.

"You look freezing! Did you walk here?!" he asks, pulling me inside.

"Yeah, but I love the snow." I say, sliding the snowy boots off my feet after knocking them off outside.

We get settled in the kitchen where he has walls of gingerbread, bags of icing, and containers of every candy I can think off.

"How about we make this a competition. I bet you five dollars I make the better gingerbread house." he says, smirking.

"Oh yeah? And who's gonna be the judge?" I ask, walking up to him so that our chests are practically touching.

"Holly." he laughs, stepping even closer to me so that we're touching.

I tilt my head up and press my lips on his, kissing him softly. I think it catches him by surprise, but he presses his to mine, moving them in sync.

His face is bright red underneath his freckles and he tries to hide it by starting to build his gingerbread house.

We both build and sing along to the Christmas music blasting from the radio on his counter. Before we know it, the counter is covered with frosting, candy, and gingerbread crumbs.

When we're done, both of our housss are practically falling apart, so Mike rushes Holly in to judge before they ask.

"Even I could do better than this." she scoffs, causing Mike and I to break into a fit of laughter.

"Okay, who wins?" Mike asks eagerly.

She examines both, then points at mine!

"This one!" she says happily.

"Yes!! I win!!" I say, picking her up and spinning her around as Mike scoffs in disbelief.

"You're kidding! Mine is so much better!" he says, annoyed.

"No it's not. Will wins! Will wins!" she teases him before running away. He rolls his eyes as I walk back over to him slowly, smiling widely at his annoyed expression.

"You have to admit that mine is pretty good." I say, looking his way. His lips turn into a slight smirk which forms into a reluctant smile.

"It's not fair, you're good at art! This is like...gingerbread art!" he says, causing me to laugh.

I walk back over to him and kiss him softly, standing on my top toes. He holds me close to him and wraps his hands around my waist, lifting me slightly up as my hands find the back of his hair.

I mean back into the counter just as we hear a little cough in the doorway and jump apart.

"Nancy!" Mike yells, his face beet red.

"What?! I'm not the one making out in the kitchen!" she teases, looking back and forth between us.

"Just go away!" he yells like they are still little kids. She giggles and goes back upstairs.

"Do you wanna make hot chocolate?" Mike asks, taking the powder out of the cabinet.

"Sure!" I say, grabbing the marshmallows. He hears up a pot of milk and we stir the powder into it, pouring the mixture into two mugs and layering the top with fluffy white marshmallows.

We each take our cups and he pulls my hand into the hallway and down the basement stairs, closing the door behind us. We sit on the couch, our bodies pressed against one another and a blanket on top of our laps as we sip or hot chocolate until only drops lay at the bottom of the mugs.

"This has been my favorite date yet." I say, smiling and facing him.

"Oh yeah? Me too." he says, inching his face even closer to mine.

"I can't wait to spend all of Christmas break with you." I say, brushing my lips against his. We kiss softly, my hand cupping his chin. He smiles into the kiss which causes me to do the same, and we slowly lean away a while later.

I run my fingers through his hair and cuddle in next to him, burying my head in his shoulder as he sets his head on top of mine. He kisses my hair before we both fall asleep, only the sound of our slow, gentle breathing and the faint Christmas music coming from upstairs.

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Sorry this took so long, I've been pretty stressed with school. Leave me some more suggestions please please please!!