"Triston, help me with the lights!" I yell while attempting to unravel the string of lights from my feet.
It was Christmas morning and I was spending it with my boyfriend Triston and our family's.
Triston walks in and snorts, "How did you manage to do that in five minutes."
"I was trying to add more lights to the tree-oh just help me." I huff.
Triston helps me untangle the lights and I smile looking at the house fully decorated.
"It looks beautiful." I tell him in awe.
Triston pauses while holding the lights and looks up at me, "So do you."
I feel my cheeks heat up, "Oh-uhm, thank you."
"I love how I can make you so nervous." He says to himself while smiling.
My mouth opens, "You do not make me nervous."
Triston places his index finger below my chin, "Yes I do."
I stutter and turn my head, I hate when he's right.
"It's cute, I like it." Triston says with a smirk.
I roll my eyes and walk away, only to have him catch my hand.
"What?" I ask.
Triston raises his eyebrows and looks up.
I follow his eyes to see a mistletoe above us.
"Oh."
I feel Triston's hands go around my waist, pulling me closer into him.
My heart beats faster as I feel his chest against mine and his hot breath on my cheek.
"I love you Y/N" Triston murmurs against my cheek.
"I love you too." I whisper back.
He rests his hand on my cheek and closes the space between us, kissing me gently.
"Merry Christmas Baby." Triston smiles, leaning in again.
