Christmas AUs

#1

"I know we hate each other, but it's Christmas Eve and your fight was canceled please come inside!" AU
A/N: This one will be Male character x Female reader. Warning: there is cussing. Also, here's a key:
(c/n)= character name
(e/c)= eye color
(h/s)= hair style
(h/c)= hair color
(s/c)= skin color
(y/n)= your name
Enjoy ~

   A soft knock sounded at your door. You groaned in your bed as you turned to you phone that was plugged into the wall. The bright screen practically blinding you as you checked the time. 3:13 AM shone on your phone. The knock came again.
   "Who the fuck could be at my house at 3:15 in the morning on Christmas Eve?" you mumbled to yourself. Clad in just a soft red shirt that hugged your body and fuzzy snowflake sweats, you went to open the door. You ran your fingers through your messy (h/c) locks as you reached for the doorknob. Your eyes widened in surprise at who was standing there with dark jeans, a black sweater, and a black beanie covering his (h/s) (h/c) bangs. His teeth were chattering and he just looked down right miserable.
   "(c/n)?" You called almost breathlessly. His eyebrows drew together as his breath came out in white puffs.
   "Are you just going to stare at me in wonder, or let me in?" he provoked through clenched teeth. You scoffed.
   "Not with that attitude I won't." you went to shut the door in his face, but he reached out with cold hands to stop you.
   "Wait! I-I'm sorry," you opened the door a little more to hear him out, "My flight to my parents was cancelled and I have no ride home. You live the closest to the airport out of everyone that I know. It's cold and I need somewhere to stay for the night," you could see his (s/c) cheeks redden with heat as he tried to make eye contact with you. You sighed softly.
   "Well, since it's Christmas Eve and extremely chilly out, come on in," you let a soft smile cover your face as you stepped away from the door to let this poor boy in. You followed him to your living room and made your way to the kitchen.
   "Would it be okay if I took a shower or something?" you heard him call out.
   "Go for it," you answered, "Do you want hot chocolate?"
   He made his way toward you. You noticed his jacket and beanie were gone as he stared at the pan you held over the stove with water, waiting for it to boil. You took this time to look at his features. You guys fought all the time whenever your friends hung out. You were complete opposites, but that didn't stop you from admiring his chiseled jaw and sharp nose. He was handsome to say the least. He caught your eye and let a smirk cover his features.
   "Take a picture. It'll last longer," he let a full on smile take over his face as he made his way to your bathroom. Following your directions, of course. You couldn't help but let a soft smile fall into place.
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   After his shower he decided to join you on your couch as you handed him a steaming hot cup of hot cocoa. He glanced at his phone.
   "It's 4:30. Shouldn't we be getting to bed?" his voice sounded husky as he looked at you.
   "I guess," you practically whispered, "I have some blankets you can use." You went to get up, but you felt a warm hand tug at your wrist. You looked at him curiously.
   "I ,uh, thanks. For everything, (y/n)," he said softly. You breath caught in your throat. This was the first time he's ever called you by your name. It's always been an insult, but this time he said it genuinely. Your heart raced as you tried to find your voice. Suddenly, he pulled your standing figure down to his level as he pressed his soft lips against yours. This action, of course, surprised you the most. You almost pulled back instantly. Almost.
   After a couple of seconds you two parted, both of you blushing messes. He let go of your wrist and you ran upstairs to get the blankets you promised. After delivering the soft blankets, you ran to your room as he settled on the couch. You lent against you shut door and felt your lips. They were still tingling with delight and anticipation. You fell asleep with a smile on your face, completely unaware of a (brunett, blond, raven, etc.) man downstairs doing the same thing.
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   You woke with the sent of warm coffee filling your room. You opened your (e/c) eyes and glanced at your phone. 10:30 AM. You stretched and let out a soft yawn as you stood from your bed. You rubbed your eyes as memories from earlier this morning filled your mind. You made your way downstairs towards the warm smells presumably coming from your kitchen. You made it to the area and just stopped at the doorway to watch the (taller/smaller) male pour two cups of coffee. You softly cleared your throat and he turned around to gaze at you.
   "Oh! I made some coffee if you don't mind," he awkwardly sipped his cup.
   "No, that's totally fine. I would've done the same," you hugged your frame as you approached him. He held out the second cup of coffee and you graciously accepted. You stood in silence until (c/n) decided to break it.
   "Sorry," his apology caught you by surprise and you almost chocked on your coffee.
   "What?" you squeaked as you tried to recover.
   "I'm sorry," he repeated, "for being a dick." You kept quiet as he continued, "I had no right being a complete asshole to you for almost two years."
   "I'm sorry too," you rubbed the back of your neck with your freehand, "I usually provoked you, so...." You trailed off.
   "Truce?" he reached for your hand. You let a smile cover your face as you intertwined your fingers with his.
   "Truce," you squeezed his hand, "Merry Christmas, (c/n)."
   "Merry Christmas, (y/n)."