Lynn had coaxed Mahito into the doorway, it was a snug squeeze with the both of them clogging the entrance of the living room and kitchen, garbed in their ugly sweaters. The girl pointed above their heads where a bushel of mistletoe hung. It was time to kiss beneath the poisonous plant! Standing on her tippy toes, Lynn wrapped her arms around the curse's neck, the colorful Christmas lights glimmering in her eyes. The only sound between them was the murmur of a chaotic holiday film Junpei was passed out in front of, having had more than his fill of egg nog.
It had been a wonderful Christmas, warming herself on Jogo's volcano, decorating Hanami's antlers, playing in the snow with Dagon and Kenjaku just....being there...
And now, it was just the two of them in eachother's arms. Lynn pulled Mahito closer and her warm, soft lips melded against the curse's, happy to teach him yet another silly human tradition.
It was his first holiday. Weird, wasn't it? Humans and these holidays. But this time of the year generated so much stress, suffering and negativity! So what did he have to complain about? Besides, well, all the usual things he complained about with them.
He became alert when she inquired what something was, allowing her to coax him where she wanted. The only people who ever allowed to position him how they wished were, well, her. And, on some occasions, the individuals they had seen earlier that day before coming home for a quiet eve.
Or... what would have been a quiet eve. Looking at you, Junpei.
He didn't understand what squeezing between the doorframe meant, nor being under a little plant. But, when her arms wrapped around his neck and she lifted herself a little higher - he realized it didn't at all matter. Not when she was offering something much better.
The curse didn't hesitate to snatch her waist in his hands, always first to grip tight first before relaxing. His fingers gathered up her ugly sweater, squeezing - it wasn't enough. He relinquished it from his grasp and dipped his hands beneath, to hold her by the hips and feel her warm skin against his. Better.
Whatever this human tradition was, it didn't matter to Mahito. Her lips met his, her little hands tugged him closer. He wasn't sure what the usual protocol with this was but he didn't care. The kiss was returned immediately, following her lead for a few seconds before he pressed forward in the tight space and pressed her back into the doorframe. Not the most comfortable place to be for her, but for him? Kept her snug in place.
A hand snaked up her body, following the curve of her waist before lifting higher to take hold of the side of her neck. His hand slid around, fingers tangling within her hair as his hand cradled the back of her head. A mercy against the unforgiving jagged wood of the doorframe. Not that he was thinking about kindness, all he wanted was to pull her face closer - deepen the kiss. Demand she let him-
The loud groan from Junpei as he woke up and caught sight of them was enough to break the kiss.
A short little exhale of annoyance as he proceeded scoop Lynn up from the underside of her thighs, whisking her away to the bedroom. But not before casting Junpei a haughty glare.
