❄️warnings: some sprinkles of spice, me trying not to make this into smut❄️
man I dunno I'm trying to keep shit wholesome-
we'll see how long that works lmao
Also I'm half asleep so probably bad spelling and stuff- the usual
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🎄❄️day 8 of 25 days of holiday drabbles🎁⛄️
You giddily ran up to the door, sliding bags up your arm and fishing your keys out of your pocket. Stepping inside Craig's house, you skipped into the kitchen and placed the bags on the table, pulling frosting and various color candies out.
You always went all out on Christmas, the tree in the main room was huge and brightly lit up- silver and (color) tinsel wrapped all around it. Popcorn and cranberry's also wrapped around it, curtesy of the girls, presents of all sizes were placed under it.
"Craig?" You called out, placing the last of the sugary foods on the table. It had taken you weeks to convince Craig to let to stuff the stockings with candy, and even more to get him to bake cookies with you and make a gingerbread house. But with a few kisses and the puppy dog eyes you pull off so well he caved, just for Christmas(and because look at how cute you are when you pout wow)
Muscular arms wrapped around your waist from behind, warm chest pressed against your back, you could feel his abs through is shirt.
"What's all this?" He whispered, pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear.
"Gingerbread house stuff" he groaned behind you, standing straight and looking at all the sugar on the table.
"All...of this?"
"Yup!" You beamed
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You smiled at your sturdy house, piping icing on the roof and small details around. Reaching over and opening a bag of little candies. You noticed Craig wasn't doing so well, he was struggling to get his two walls to stay up and together, his brow knit together as he slowly moved his hands away.
"I think I...." he leaned up slowly, you could see the two walls sliding apart before they fell completely "got it" he sighed in defeat. You giggled and smeared icing on his cheek.
"Hey-!"
"You can help me up candy on mine" you strategically placed reds, greens, and whites all over the place. You hummed a tune and sprinkled more green around the house, acting as grass. Craig leaned in and place a kiss you the corner of your mouth, you felt his tongue dart out and lick your skin.
You flushed bright red.
"Frosting" he murmured, breath tickling your lips. He reached up and smeared the thick substance all over your face, you gasped and fell out of your chair. His clumsy laugh filled the house, you glared at him as you cleaned your face. Grabbing a handful from the tub you hurled a glob at his stupidly perfect face.
This fight continued for a while longer, the table flipped and used as a shield by you, who grabbed flour and gumdrops from the ground. Craig peaked at you from behind a cabinet door, river watched you two from her high chair, giggling and chewing on her own candy.
Craig launched his ammo at you, you ducked behind the table, waiting for a thuds of impact.
They never came.
"Uh whoops" you heard him say, looking up you saw the girls and Amanda, Hazel covered in various ingredients and sweets.
"No way" Amanda said, laughing at the destruction you caused. Briar yelled in chaotic glee.
"Food fight!" She lifted a discarded bag of flower off the floor and dumped it all on Hazels head, she let out a shriek, shielding her eyes.
Amanda hurled herself towards you and over the table, you looked at her in surprise.
"I saw that in a movie" she chuckled, handing you a handful of Hershey's kisses "these might hurt but ammo is ammo"
eggs were pelted at you two, one hitting the top of your head and running down your face.
this is war.
