dream of being loved or being hated

holiday magic

Happy Holidays everyone. spend this joyous season with the people you love. its may not be about the gifts but the gift of love is a magical beautiful thing to have. love is not just given though so always be thankful and a appreciate what you have. some people are less fortunate.

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I slowly tip toe into the living room from the kitchen. i hold two hot mugs of cocoa filled to the brim careful not to spill. the tiny melting marshmallows bob in the cup with each soft step i take. the warmth of the mugs quickly heat my hands. i cautiously set them on the tray before my fingers burnt.

set in the corner, a warm glow of Christmas tree lights the room. the white lights twinkle on the tree glittering on the red and gold ornaments. the light through the star on the tip of the tree creates a kaleidoscope pattern all over the room.

i look down to the toasty leather couch. the sound of his soft snore drifts through the room. Reclined back on the couch he asleep before the cocoa was ready.

i coverd him with the plush blanket tucking his feet under the blanket so he is completely covered. Shutting off the movie I sat on the couch slowly sipping my hot cocoa. leaving  my mug back on the tray i layed back on the couch  stretching  my feet out up on the ottoman. i gently rest my head on his chest with a hand above his waist.

gazing across the room i watched the snow ourside the door  cascade down. my eyes started to flutter shut as i strained to keep them open. Listening to the soothing beat of his steady heart. not wanting to fall asleep i slowly pick myself up. gathering up the mugs that cooled to room temperature i tiptoed into the kitchen leaving them in the sink. i turn around to go back in to the living room. a hand from behind rests on my shoulder stopping me. i slowly turn around to see his dark chocolate eyes sweetly gazing into mine. his lips perking up with his charming smile. he softly sets his hands on my waist.

Already knowing his plan i reluctantly ask "you just got up to kiss me goodnight?"

"no" he gives me that silly smirk. "i got up to catch you under the mistletoe" we both glance up to see the mistletoe hanging over our heads.

he gently pulls me closer to him where i find his soft warm lips on mine.