"Is that mistletoe?" // ♛: Our muses kiss at midnight on New Year’s. // ✿: My muse gives your muse a Christmas present.
"Is that mistletoe?"
Brandon hadn’t been aware that they were even near each other, nonetheless did he pay attention to a mistletoe at this party. His eyes wandered up to the ceiling and groaned externally but inside he was screaming with joy. “I suppose it is. I mean, funny how it’s there and you’re here. Funny am I right?” Brandon attempted at small talk before taking her face in his hands and crashing his lips down on hers. “Merry Christmas.” He mumbled against her.
♛: Our muses kiss at midnight on New Year’s.
"In 5, 4, 3, 2,1 HAPPY NEW YEARS!" A crowd of people roared at they turned to one another to greet or share a kiss for the New Year. Brandon awkwardly watched couples around him steal a kiss or full on make out, he was having none of it. He walked pass Aria who was surrounded by men, then passed Sutton who was occupied with Cody and then he had stumbled across Scarlett who happened to be standing alone off to the side. He had expected someone to see her with someone but that wasn’t the case, he was happy if he had to admit it.
Brandon stalked up to her and cleared his throat. “Happy New Years?” There were a few seconds left before it’d hit 12:01. Brandon ignored her dirty stare and tipped her chin up to kiss her, it was a small kiss that gradually progressed into a slow lustful kiss. Scarlett had taken a step back, taking the chance to smack him and walk away. Brandon stood there confused with his palm to his cheek.
✿: My muse gives your muse a Christmas present.
"I know how much you love to write and how lost you get en you do so I did the best thing a boyfriend could ever do." Brandon said excitedly while Scarlett side eyed him with a confused expression drawn on her face. She asked a few question as to where they were going and why they had been walking around Manhattan for hours. He had kept telling her that her questions would be answered. They arrived before a large building with a beige tint and carved name on the side Brandon didn’t care to read. "Alright, stop walking." As Scarlett obeyed, Brandon slipped his hands over her eyes and led her into the building. "Trust me, my love. I got you." He whispered into her ear as he led her down a hall and finally into a room. He stepped back from her, releasing her to wander around her new office where she could express her ideas further in her office. The look on her face brought a wide grin to his face, "Merry Christmas, love."
