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36. | 'ᴛɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ
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𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢 | 𝟸𝟺𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸 |
𝐘/𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘. This year, the Mounts decided to celebrate the festive season at Mason's, and the family was nice enough to include Y/N in the celebrations.
A couple of days have passed since Ben's birthday celebration, and the tension between Mason and Y/N has seemed to dissipate. It was the holiday season, and the girl didn't want their relationship to feel awkward during the holiday season.
When Mason told her about his family's Christmas plans, she took it upon herself to bake an assortment of Christmas goodies to thank them for their extended invitation.
"Look! I bought little Christmas mugs for the eggnog!" Y/N cooed, showing Mason her new purchase as the football player stepped into the kitchen.
His eyebrows raised, noticing the festive mugs sitting on the counter. He couldn't help but chuckle, seeing all the different mugs.
"You didn't have to do that." He shook his head with a laugh.
"But I appreciate it," Mason added, his eyes sparkling with genuine gratitude. Y/N had always been thoughtful and kind, and this gesture was another testament to her caring nature.
Y/N shrugged playfully, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Well, I couldn't resist. I wanted to add a little extra holiday cheer to your family gathering. Plus, I've been wanting an excuse to test out some new recipes!"
"Here, this one is Robyn's," Y/N said politely, handing Mason a ceramic mug printed with a snowflake on it.
"Oh-uh, Robyn's not coming." He spoke, scratching his head awkwardly. Y/N nodded and set the mug down on the snowflake. "That's okay. She can still have it if she likes." She said it nicely before leaving the kitchen.
On Christmas Eve, Mason's siblings, their significant others, as well as their parents, flooded the home. To thank them for their extended invitation, Y/N took it upon herself to bake an assortment of Christmas goodies.
Amidst the laughter and merry conversations that evening, she couldn't resist the urge to whip up something sweet. As she prepared the ingredients for gingerbread cookies, Mason's two-year-old niece, Summer, wandered into the kitchen, her eyes bright with curiosity.
Y/N smiled warmly at Summer, her tiny hands clutching a stuffed reindeer tightly. "Hey there, Summer," she greeted. "Do you want to help me bake some cookies?"
