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"No." Suspiciously the wisened old detective eyes up the beaming smile of the young man who was offering the ridiculous item of decorative clothing, a scowl appearing while he slugged back the rest of his wine. "No, I ain't wearing that. Go find someone else to." Job done, confident in his answer and perfectly ready to go in search of another drink. But why is the kid still staring at him so expectantly? A brow arches while Aleksander does his best not to just emit a rumbling sigh. "Look kid, I said no." But his resolve is weakening the more he looks at the sweet young thing. There's nothing malevolent in the designs, it's just a little bit of headgear for him to wear and make him look more festive for the part. "Christ... fine." Is it patronising to kneel down so he can have the item put on his head? Probably. And of course he was still scowling when the young man settled the antlers onto his head before fixing his fringe so it was properly framed by his new accessory. "All done?" He's back to straightening up immediately when he's given the go ahead to do it, trying not to look quite so unhappy at the situation. After all... he doesn't look that bad.

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"I'm... sorry you want to what...?" A curious frown rises to crease his brow while the dark eyes roam the figure of the gentleman who had approached him. Scrutinising his features a little too closely, Harper finally lifts his head enough to see he has, indeed, positioned himself beneath a sprig of mistletoe without meaning to. And now this beautiful man was evidently capitalising on the opportunity, while Harper was trying not to immediately read too deeply into it. Mistletoe was meant for kisses, it didn't mean anything. Still his drink was set aside, a faint blush tinting his cheeks. Attention back to the man who had come in closer, the heat of his body was radiating like a sirens call. Enticing him, teasing him. Cautiously Harper wet his lips with the tip of his tongue. Almost jumping at the hand coming to rest on his hip. Strong fingers gripping just enough he could feel it, but not enough to leave a mark behind. Mesmerising... his dark eyes were like molten fire, burning into his very soul. Barely having time to trace every line and contour of the man's face before he 's all too aware of his space being completely invaded in only the best way possible. A hand fists into the man's shirt, a gentle grip so he doesn't accidentally catch him with his nails. Not that either of them would notice if he did, of that he's almost certain while he leans up onto his tiptoes to make up for the small height difference between them. But it's enough for him to want to be in as close as he can get. The heat from his companion's lips, the minty breath ghosting over his skin and then... contact. The world melts away, his free arm steals around the man's neck. Vaguely aware of arms around his waist. And in that moment, nothing else exists except the kiss. The man. Merry Christmas, Sir.

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