Know You All Over Again

Epilogue 2: Under The Mistletoes

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🎄 Under The Mistletoes 🎄

“Do you know what this is?” Korn is holding a green, prickly plant in front of my face, while I am trying to concentrate on my computer game.

“Whatever it is, could you maybe take it out of my vision? Cho is really crushing me here.” Cho and me are playing Fifa against each other via playstation. Him from his couch at home, and me from our couch here.  And he is beating me. Beating me bad. I can’t let that happen. No chance in hell.

I am getting my head back into the game when Korn is falling next to me onto the couch.

“Are you sure you don’t know what this is?” His voice is changing slightly and something in his tone is making me almost react. But Cho is again running towards my goal and all I can do is curse badly while trying to catch him.

“Knooooock!” Korn is now whining next to me. I can’t help but grin.

He hates it when he doesn’t get my attention. But can’t he see what i am trying to do here? I am playing for our honour. I can’t have Cho brag about him beating me throughout all of December! Korn should know this.

“What do you want?” I ask without my eyes even leaving the screen in front of me. I might sound a little bit annoyed right now, but heaven’s, this is important.

I am concentrating again on the game and I am finally able to turn the table. With a few clicks I manage to get the ball back and I am on my way to his goal… Everything looks good, just a few more seconds and I will finally get the lead. Just a few more meters to run, a few more passes to play…

I am holding my breath, I am so on edge. Just a little bit more…

And then suddenly there is nothing. Just a big, black screen, asking me if I am sure I want to switch off the console.

My eyes are widening in shock. What happened? I am trying to press my controller, but when I finally got everything back running, Cho is gone.

I can feel my frustration boiling in my blood and I am blindly grabbing my phone.

“What the hell just happened?” I type quickly and send the message over to Cho. But no answer. I am staring onto the screen, but no three dots, nothing.

“I think, you don’t need to worry about the game anymore.” Korn’s voice is filled with laughter and it makes my view go over to him.

“What did you do?” I ask him with squinty eyes. But he just smiles a very smug grin while putting his own phone away.

“I just made sure we had a level playing field.” He grins, while wiggling his eyebrows. And suddenly I understand.

“What is Yiway currently doing to Cho?” I ask with a resigning sigh.

“Do you really wanna know? Korn answers with a giggle.

I let myself fall back into the couch and shake my head.

“Oh, come on. I am sure she isn’t hurting him.” I can’t help myself but laugh out loud.

“Are you sure?” I ask with a tiny giggle.

“Let’s hope she doesn’t.” Korn is now also laughing. His body is right next to me on the couch now and I can feel his laughter vibrating through his body.

It’s nice.

“So what’s so important that you are even using the big guns to get my attention?” I turn my head to the side and look at him.

His face looks almost angelic in this light. His pale skin is almost glowing and his black eyes are dancing amused. I can feel some reindeers flying through my stomach. Incredible that even after all these years he still can make me go all giddy by just smiling at me.

“You know what day is today?” He asks and his voice is going a little bit lower. A shiver is running over my back.

“Tuesday?” I answer not very cleverly. I am pretty sure that’s not the answer he was looking for.

“Today is the 1st December, you adorable numpty.” He laughs lowly and he looks even more breathtaking now. I am pretty sure I am gaping like an idiot. And still I have no idea what he means.

“You really don’t remember?” Korn asks and I can hear in his voice that he is slightly disappointed that I apparently have forgotten something megaimportant.

“Can you remind me?” I offer, while looking at him with the best puppy dog eyes I can come up with.

I lean over a little bit closer to him before I am going in for the kill: I bite my lips. And of course the right reaction comes, because his eyes are automatically going into the direction of my lips, all complaints forgotten. It takes Korn a minute to regain his composure. But he finally manages.

“Last year on the 1st of December we moved into our own house. Did you really forget?” He whispers and somehow the atmosphere is changing again.

Because yes, he is right. Last year we bought our first own home. Which resulted in the best December I can remember. We obviously had to christen every single room, which made the whole month already rather memorable. But it was not just that. It was the first year where we spent Christmas together alone. Just the two of us. And it was really the best Christmas I ever had. Starting with us cooking together and unwrapping presents, right to us unwrapping some other things.

It was just absolutely magical.

And the whole year since we moved in here has been pretty awesome too. Our first birthdays here, our first family dinners. So many amazing memories in such a short span of time. I really can say, I am a lucky man. I have the man of my dreams next to me, I have amazing friends and family and I also own half of this beautiful home.

“I can’t believe you remembered that.” I state while gently putting my hand on his cheek.

“Well, and I can definitely believe that you forgot.” He smiles at me and I am sure I could just drown in his eyes.

“So, how about this then?” Korn holds up this green plant again, this time over our heads.

And this time I also recognise it: It’s a piece of mistletoe. With a tiny shake of my head I can’t stop the laughter escaping my throat.

“Smooth, Mister. Very smooth.” And with this I am leaning a bit further forward until our noses almost touch. We are both holding each other's gaze and I can feel the familiar electricity bouncing between us.

God, I am still so much in love with this man…

Our lips finally meet in a gentle kiss. His soft ones on mine and I am again floored by how perfect we fit together. It doesn’t matter if it's the millionth kiss or the first. The feeling is always the same.

The feeling of love, togetherness and the knowledge of a beautiful future.