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          Gregory trots over to him, and Hanna quirks a brow at him, tipping his head back to follow his arm, and then -- oh.  He catches sight of the mistletoe in the blond's hand, and he bursts out in a sheepish fit of laughter and reaches up to rub at the back of his neck, grinning like a doofus as he usually does when he's embarrassed about something.  " Heh.  Oh, yeah? " 

          He's used to people being fucking skyscrapers in comparison to him, but since Gregory is all of an inch over him, he doesn't even have to lean up on his tiptoes.  He just brings his hands up to grab his face, and pulls him forward for a quick, but firm kiss on the mouth.  He pulls bac after a few moments.