Stephen's P.O.V
I closed my eyes and ignored the outside world as I begin to meditate. I have trained myself to block out all noise and learned the skill of total concentration. However, there is one voice that will always break through. That's because I adore the voice too much to ignore it, and I need to make sure the owner of the voice is always okay.
"Hehehe..." The voice giggled.
I tried to ignore it, but the giggling continued. The giggles were like music to my ears and I needed to see the only person who could make me swoon like this. Not so I can attack them with affection, but to, kindly, tell them to let me concentrate. Yep. No other reason.
I opened my eyes and lowered myself to the ground. I looked up and saw my boyfriend.
Tony Stark.
He was giggling so adorably and he displayed a glowing smile. I shook my head lovingly, and that's when I noticed why he was giggling.
My head's movement caused a jingle of bells to occur. I raised a brow and looked at Tony questioningly.
"Darling, what did you do?" I questioned calmly.
Tony tried to suppress giggles, so his whole body shook. He lifted a finger and grabbed the full size mirror that we have in our room. He walked back over to the bed that I was sitting in front of and placed it in front of me, holding it in place.
My eyes widened and my mouth dropped.
Tony had decorated the shit out of me. Lights were wrapped around my body, and ornaments were attached to my clothes. He had pinned jingle bells to either side of my head and pinned a star on top of my head.
When I looked around the mirror and at Tony he was smiling wide, obviously proud of his work. Damn it. How was I supposed to be mad when he did shit like that? Trick question. The answer is I can't. It's physically impossible.
Tony put the mirror back and then came back to me, his smile still very clear. I sighed, rolled my eyes, and smiled lovingly at him.
"You like it?" Tony asked, hopeful. His puppy eyes staring at me intently.
I let out a breathy laugh, and nodded my head, "Yes, of course I do. But may I ask, why?"
Tony shrugged, "It's December 23rd and I got bored. So I decided to make you festive."
I stood up and put my hands on his waist. He wrapped his arms around my neck in return.
"Why couldn't you just have me put on a Christmas sweater? Or put antlers on me?" I teased.
Tony pouted, "That's boring."
I chuckled, "Sweetheart, I'm boring."
"No you're not."
I nodded my head, "When it comes to holidays -especially Christmas- I am. I never really celebrated Christmas. I was too focused on my work at the hospital. Then once I became a sorcerer supreme I focused everything on that. So I'm not used to these holiday traditions."
Tony smirked, "God you sound like Thor and Loki. But don't worry, because lucky for you, your fiancé just so happens to be Tony Stark, and I am very festive and extra when it comes to Christmas. So I can teach you everything you need to know."
I raised my brow at him again. Did he just say fiancé? Tony didn't seem to notice his slip up so I decided to tease him about it.
