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As soon as you arrived home, even before you started unlocking the door to your house, Ten was opening it from the inside to greet you.
"How did you even know I was out here?" You asked.
"I heard you touching the keys." Ten replied yet his eyes were wandering over your head.
When your eyes followed his own, you saw what he wanted you to see: a tiny branch of mistletoe.
"Seriously? We're doing this tradition this year?" You questioned teasingly.
You weren't opposed to it though, you'd be more than happy to kiss Ten whenever you got the chance, especially now that he was always so busy with WayV and SuperM business.
"Aw, come on. It's the cutest thing ever. You stand under a branch of mistletoe with me and you get to have the best gift of all gifts: my lips." He pointed at his tempting red lips. You really did want to kiss him, but teasing Ten was your speciality, and you couldn't pass up the opportunity.
"Fine, cheesy boy." And you leaned in to meet his lips. They melded perfectly with eachother and by the way Ten started to wrap his arms around you, you knew this kiss wasn't a simple one. You pulled away. "Calm down, we have all night." And you pushed past him into your home.
Throughout the night, you noticed there was mistletoe in some places and in others there was none, yet you were pretty sure you had seen mistletoe hanging from those places that didn't have anything. You started getting suspicious.
Besides the odd place changing mistletoes, you had noticed the ridiculous amount of times you had kissed Ten in the space of two hours since you had gotten home. You knew something was up.
You went to walk into the kitchen and, once more, Ten was walking out of it making it so you were both standing under the tiny green plant.
He got ready to receive his kiss, but you had other plans. You placed your hand over his mouth and he opened his eyes startled. "What's going on?"
Ten removed your hand from his face. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that we've kissed like ten times under the mistletoe and they seem to be teleporting by themselves." You crossed your arms looking at your boyfriend's growing mischievous smile. "Why are you smiling?"
"Nothing in particular, just thought you'd take less time to figure out my plan." He shrugged walking into the living room and making himself comfortable on the couch.
"Which is?"
"I've been changing the mistletoe's places for a while to get you to kiss me more." He smiled at you and you simply rolled your eyes at his confession, making your way to sit next to him.
