A Sneaky Tradition
@captaindashingrapscallion | continued
"Tomorrow." Ed pushed, his voice firm. He was smiling, however, letting Quinn know that he wasn't entirely annoyed by it. "The nail comes out tomorrow." Since they were still beneath the accursed mistletoe, he stole another lingering kiss, simply glad to see the thief again. It had been some time since they last crossed paths, both of them presumably tied up with work.
He carefully stepped out from under the plant and into his cabin, keeping one arm tucked around Quinn's slender waist. He parted from him only long enough to remove his coat and hat, depositing both on his chair before returning to his partner. He took a moment to look him over, simply taking him in.
"You are, however, a very pleasant sight." He murmured, pulling him back in close. He traded another few brief kisses with him, and then flashed him a smirk. "Even if you put holes in my ship." He glanced over at the plant hanging above his door, and sighed. "If you want to make full use of it, relocate it to my bedframe. That thing has already suffered damages."
