oneshots // dodie clark {open♡}

christmas cuddles🎄

Dodie watched out the window, faded blurs passing every second, her head laid upon your shoulder. Your hands were intertwined, it was a comfortable silence, something that made you both feel safe. "Babe look!" dodie whispered into your ear, softly pushing you awake, it had started to snow, you looked up and all you could do was smile. It was perfect. She was perfect. Everything felt so right. You both couldn't wait for Christmas, it was your first one together and you knew it would be just as good as you thought it'll be.

- skip of the times -

Dodie fiddled with her keys due to the chilly air, carefully trying to open the door to her apartment. The apartment was dark, you'd forgotten Hazel had already gone back home so it was a bit surprising to hear no 'Welcome back!' as the door opened. "I'll take the bags into my room, make us some tea please?" Dodie huffed, dragging multiple bags along with her. You walked off to the kitchen, opening the cupboard doors to find tea bags you found a container with 'hot chocolate' labeled on it. It was late already and what better drink could you make then hot chocolate? So you heated up some milk and put the powered into two white cups with different patterns on, whilst waiting you popped on some Christmas songs to lighten the mood, dancing merrily you poured the hot milk in and mixed and placed them on the coffee table by the TV.

Dodie walked in looking a bit puzzled, you saw her and gave a big smile in her direction and jumped up. Walking In A Winter Wonderland began to play, you held you hand out for her "M'lady?", dodie giggled as she took your hand, slowly to the song you started to dance together. The lights felt like they were shining for you both, your eyes not looking away from her. Once again everything just felt so right. Finally the song came to a close dodie's head laid upon your shoulder, you gave her a quick kiss on the head.

"I, ur, made hot chocolate if you want it?" You say nudging your head in the direction of the little coffee table, dodie smiled, "I would certainly love some,"

You quickly popped out of the room for a second to gather blankets and duvets, then coming in holding what seemed to be a mountain of warmth. You see dodie smile as you enter, probably trying to hold back a snigger, you drop the mountain onto the floor and signal her to get up off the sofa.

You began to layout the blankets across the sofa, you plonk down onto the soft sofa and pat the space next to you. Dodie also sinks into the warmth of the blankets as you begin to cuddle her underneath the duvet, she smiles softly at you and pecks your cheek. You pass her the hot chocolate you'd made earlier and hand it to her as you scroll through movies, carefully she sips the warm drink under the blankets, "Thank you," she says in a soft tone cuddling up to you more.

All you could do is smile, everything was going right, and all you could hope for is that it continued to go right. Nothing could ruin this Christmas.