Three Times The Hummel Verse

Under the Mistletoe

It was a few days before Christmas, and everyone decided to go to a local bar and have fun.

Carson and Shannon were the first to arrive at the quaint little pub on the outskirts of the city. They were soon followed by Kurt and Blaine, and then Chris and Will. Finn was the last to join the party.

"Where's Rachel?" Chris asked as the tall man pulled a chair over to their full table.

"She's home sick. She hasn't been feeling too good lately." He said after giving a waiter his order.

"Sorry Shane, but once again you are the only girl here." Carson teased as he sipped his beer. The girl beside him laughed.

"Please, if that bothered me I wouldn't be here. I knew she was home sick."

Carson smiled as he realized she had given him a chance to say, "but then again, where else would you be?"

The brunette gasped and quickly captured her boyfriend's lips in a sweet kiss. It didn't last long enough in their opinion, but it would have to do.

"Okay, so obviously plans for Christmas have been made already." Chris said, purposely drawing attention away from the two love birds. "Anyone want to do anything for New Year's?"

"How about we have a little party at our place?" Blaine said as he looked to Kurt. "We can also celebrate the fact that we are officially moved into our first home together."

Kurt smiled as the idea processed in his mind. "That sounds perfect."

"Well that was quick and easy." Finn added. "We can invite some of our old friends, and then it'll really be perfect."

"Who wants to do shots?" Carson asked out of no where, barely letting his step-brother finish his sentence.

It took a few seconds for everyone to process what had just been asked, and then everyone quickly gave their answers all at once.

"No!"

"Sure, why not."

"Are you high?"

"How drunk are you?"

"Sure, I'm game."

"No, I'm not drinking."

"Too bad, everybody is getting a shot." Carson said as he turned to Shannon. "You don't have to baby, I know your sober."

The girl smiled. "I'll help you carry the drinks though." Together, they went up to the bar and ordered a round. When they returned, they found everyone quietly awaiting their return.

"I'm not doing shots Carson. I'm designated driver." Kurt said when his brother placed a glass in front of him.

"You're always designated driver!" Carson argued, but he then realized it was no use. No one's ever won an argument against Kurt AnderHummel. So instead, Carson picked up Kurt's glass and nocked it back. It was the first of many shots that night.

Two hours later, with a collection of glasses in the middle of the table, the crew decided it was time to head home for the night.

After saying their goodbyes, everyone headed towards their vehicle. Shannon got behind the wheel while Carson sat in the passenger seat. Kurt drove while a tipsy Blaine laid down in the back seat. Chris, Will, and Finn split a cab home.

***

Once the car was parked in the driveway, Carson grabbed Shannon's hand and began to drag her towards the house. When they reached the front door, he dropped it to search his pocket for his keys. In his drunken struggle, which Shannon found rather amusing, something above his head caught his eye. His face light up like a Christmas tree as he turned to his girlfriend. "Hey, what's that up there?"

Confused, Shannon too looked up only to find a branch of mistletoe attached to the doorframe. A shy smile overtook her features as she looked back into the boy's blue eyes.

As one, the two leaned forward and met each other's lips. This kiss was nothing like the one shared at the bar. This one was long, filled with the passion and the love they had for each other.

As they broke apart, Carson took her hand again. Together, they entered their house in blissed silence.

***

"Kuuuurrrrttt, slow down!" Blaine wined as his husband continued to drag him down the hall towards their apartment.

"I'm not going fast baby." Kurt said a little irritably. He loved Blaine to death, but when he was drunk he turned into a five year old.

"Ooooo! What's that!" The shorter man said as they reached the door to their apartment.

"What's what?" Kurt echoed as he followed Blaine's eyes towards the ceiling. A smirk began to grow upon his face.

Without saying a word, he leaned closer to his husband and pecked his lips.

"What? Is that all I get?" Blaine said with a childish pout. He tried to make his eyes look sad, which only made Kurt burst out laughing.

"How about you try to catch me under the mistletoe tomorrow when your sober." With that, Kurt unlocked the door and finished dragging Blaine home.

***

Together, Chris and Will waved to Finn who stayed in the back seat as the cab drove away.

"I had a great time tonight." Will said as they continued to walk towards Chris's apartment.

"Me too." He said with a soft smile. After that, they walked in silence until they reached the right door.

Chris saw the branch before Will did, and it made him rather nervous. They had only been dating for a little over a month, and he sometimes wondered where they stood.

Beside him, Will grabbed his hand and pulled, forcing him to face him. Chris looked into the other boy's soft eyes and smiled.

Without hesitation, Chris planted a sweet kiss upon Will's lips. When they broke apart a second later, an idea crept into Chris's mind.

"Would you like to come in for a bit?"

Will smiled as well. "Sure."

Together, they entered the small apartment.

***

Finn finished paying the man in the cab before heading up the stairs towards his apartment door. He was slightly worried that Rachel would get mad at him for drinking. Since she was pregnant, she didn't want to join everyone at the bar, knowing she would be questioned for not drinking. Thus, she made Finn tell everyone that she was sick.

Finn entered his apartment, not knowing whether or not his wife was still awake. He entered, only to find the lights still on. As he continued to walked into the living room, he saw Rachel sitting on the sofa, lost in a book.

"Hey, you didn't have to wait up for me." Finn said, slightly startling her.

Rachel smiled. "I wanted to. Besides, I wasn't home alone, I went out and delivered some presents." She said as she got up off the couch and walked over to her husband.

Finn gave her a confused expression. "What presents?"

Rachel only continued to smile as she raised her hand above her head. "This one."

Finn looked to find a branch of mistletoe. He laughed before looking back down to his short wife. While she could only hold it high enough to reach his head, Finn leaned down and kissed her lovingly.

It isn't Christmas without sharing a kiss with a loved one under the mistletoe.

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