Smosh Fam Wintery Oneshots

December 6th

Otpprompts: It's Christmas. Your OTP is in a couple and they haven't told everyone yet. They're under the mistletoe.

Wes grinned as he grabbed a candy cane from one of the tables. It was the annual Defy Media holiday party, and his and Flitz's first Christmas together. Not that anyone else knew that.

David was harassing Matt or Joshua. With raptor claws. So everything was pretty much normal. Mari walked over to him, a bottle of beer in one hand. "Hey Wes, have you seen Matt anywhere?"

Wes shook his head. "Sorry. I don't know where your boyfriend is."

Mari glared at him. "Wesley Alan Johnson you piece of shit..."

"Ooh, touchy subject."

Mari rolled her eyes, walking away. "Thanks for the help," she called back sarcastically.

"Anytime Mar!"

Mari flipped him off, and he raised an eyebrow. "Someone took some bitchy pills," he muttered.

"Who's being bitchy?"

Wes turned around, smiling at Flitz. "Hey to you too. Mari. She's being kinda bitchy today. I teased her about Matt being her boyfriend, and she snapped."

"I they're going through a rough patch right now..."

Wes winced. "Crap. I probably fucked things up with Mari..."

Flitz shrugged. "This is Mari. She'll forgive you once she isn't mad anymore."

"Good point."

Flitz winked. "You know me. I'm full of good points."

Wes giggled. "You nerd..."

"Takes one to know one."

He swatted at Flitz's arm, threatening him with the now pointy end of his candy cane. "Calling me a nerd?"

"What? Me? Yeah, of course." He grinned, laughter bubbling from his lips.

Wes laughed, resisting the urge to kiss him. He rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna go patch things up with Mari. I'll find you later, okay?"

"Okay. See ya!"

Wes headed through the crowd, having the advantage of being taller than most of the people there.

He walked over to Mari, who was leaning against a wall and looked pissed. "Mari, are you okay?"

Mari sighed, shaking her head. "Matt and I had a fight..."

Wes tilted his head. "How come? You two are like the most stable couple I know."

"I- his ex texted him. I overreacted, and he's passed off at me, and I don't know what to do! I know it's my fault, but I hate that he's mad at me. He has every right to be..."

Wes frowned. "Hold on, I'll be right back."

Mari looked at him, seeming confused. Wes began to make his way through the crowd, looking for Matt.

Matt was in a similar position to Mari, leaning against a wall in silence. "Dude, are you mad at Mari?"

Matt barely glanced up. "Not anymore. I mean, yeah, I was. She overreacted. But then I did the same thing."

"She's pretty broken up about it. You guys need to fix this."

Matt looked up at him. "Where is she?"

Wes smiled at him. "Follow me."

He led Matt to Mari, who looked up nervously. "Hey..."

Matt rushed over to he'd, pulling her into a close hug. "I'm so sorry. I overreacted."

She clung to him, sighing. "So did I. I'm sorry too."

Matt pulled back just enough to kiss her sweetly. "I love you..."

"I love you too."

Wes smiled and walked off, heading to Flitz, when someone pushed him. He crashed into Flitz, nearly stabbing him with the candy cane. David grinned. "Wes and Flitz are under the mistletoe!"

Almost everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over. A few people cat called, and Wes shrugged.

Flitz chuckled, planting his lips to Wes's. Wes pulled him closer, completely forgetting where they were. Flitz's arms wound around Wes's midsection, and held him.

After about a half minute, someone cleared their throat, snapping them back into reality. Wes pulled away from Flitz, his face flushed.

"So when's the wedding?" Someone asked.

Wes blushed darker and Flitz laughed. "Uh, eventually? It's only been a few months..."

Ian rolled his eyes. "Took you guys long enough."

Wes raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"

Anthony laughed, standing next to Ian. "Seriously? You could practically cut the sexual tension between you two with a knife."

Ian smirked. "I think you'd need a machete for that."

Wes groaned, leaning into Flitz. Flitz just laughed, kissing the top of his head.