Bleach one shots

Kissing under the mistletoe

Just a little something for Shunsui, Kisuke, Shinji and Grimmjow in this festive season
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Shunsui

Shunsui loves Christmas, he loves the festive atmosphere, the joy on the faces of everyone he passes.  He enjoys the excuse to be merry, happily sipping on his precious sake As he basks in the merriment surrounding him. He enjoys all the traditions, new and old, from here and from lands far away that only appear in this magical time of year.

What he loves above all else is the way you throw yourself into the festive spirit, throughly enjoying each and every aspect of Christmas you can sink your teeth into. Your shared home carried the sweet smell of Christmas cookies you baked almost daily to hand out to friends and colleagues. You looked adorable, wrapped up in your warm Christmas jumper, smattering of flour on your rosy cheeks.

This is how Shunsui had found you, smiling brightly, covered in flour as you remove your latest tray of treats from the oven. After a long day of work, this is the only place he wanted to be. Well, less work and more  chasing people down with a sprig of mistletoe, he should say. Man, woman, feral panther Espada. It didn't matter, no one was safe from a dramatic smooch from the loveable old leech today.

He had saved the best kiss, the only kiss that mattered, for last.

You smile widely as Shunsui entered the kitchen, smelling faintly of the comforting liquor you had come to associate with him. Face flushed from the bitter wind outside, you hurriedly placed the trey on the counter to meet him in a warming hug. You could feel the chill lingering on his skin as his arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer into his chest.

"Welcome home" you nuzzle into his chest, smiling at the way he kissed your hair.

"You've been busy my love" he noted, peering over the top of your head at the array of freshly baked treats littering the kitchen. "I thought you had already handed out all your cookies this year?"

You pull from his embrace only to look him in the eye, your face splitting into a massive grin at the crooked smile he wore. "They're for you, I thought we could decorate them together

"Sounds wonderful" he told you, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek, thumb brushing away the flour dirtying your nose "but first,"

You watched bemused as he started patting himself down, hands digging deep into his pockets in search of something you couldn't wait to see. With a triumphant grin, he pulled from his inner pocket some mistletoe, slightly abused in appearance by the less than delicate way it had previously been shoved into a pocket. You chuckle at the pout on his handsome face, the exaggerated, defeated slump in his shoulders at the anticlimactic reveal.

"Mistletoe?"

"Well, you know what they say if you DONT kiss under the mistletoe" he told you mysteriously, brushing his fingers over the limp leafs.

"Remind me. I can't quite recall". You stifle your laughter, though unable to keep the smile from your face as you played along

"If you don't kiss under the mistletoe, you break your mothers back, get seven years of bad luck, sink your ship. You know. The usual" he raised the mistletoe to hang between you both, swaying it back and forth as you giggle at the absurd mishmash of superstitions he falsely proclaimed "better not tempt fate, wouldn't you agree?"

You nod eagerly, reaching up on your tiptoes, you meet him in a playful kiss. His free arm wrapped around you, pulling you deeper into the kiss as your hands caressed over his chest, each smiling as your lips moulded together under the mistletoe.