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Gina's POV We were at Ricky's house for a holiday party this year. And of course he decided to have all the basics.
Every holiday movie, Christmas lights, sugar cookies, matching fuzzy socks for us all, and...mistletoe.
"Ricky." I said in a warning tone, eyeing the dangling decoration.
"You like it? I got it just for you, my love." He teased, wrapping his arms around my waist, and swaying us side to side.
"Not now, Richard." I blush ferociously, looking away.
"Don't hide. It's cute. You're cute."
"Not as cute as you-"
"Don't lie. It doesn't suit you, Darling."
•••
"Gina! Please!"
"Ricky, no, it's too cheesy!" I laugh. We had all just finished home alone, and he was still begging me to kiss him under the mistletoe.
•••
"Ow!"
"Ricky? Ricky, what happened?" I ran over to my injured boyfriend, ready to save him, not noticing where he 'happened' to land. He slowly stood up, holding me tight.
"Can I get you anything?" I asked him, frowning.
"Yeah. Look up."
"Ugh, Richard."
"Gina." He teased in the same tone. "You know the rules. I can't back you do it, but if you end up right here, you now have to."
"Ugh, fine. Just quick."
And that kiss was not quick.
"Look at the love birds!" Carlos shouts, everyone scrambling over to us.
"Oof, Ricky is such a simp."
"They're head over heels for each other."
"They're so getting married in a year."
Our friends continued to tease us while filming us, but we had no other cere in the world.
For we had mistletoe. And each other.
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