Except only one of them is 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 dancing.

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Other than by showering her with gifts?

One step at a time, though—it’s hard enough getting this goddamn tree set up… “Babe. Fel. 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢𝘢~.” He whined. How come she gets to sit on the couch? “I can’t reach the top!” Grunts, flailing around with the star in his hands, wires tangled up around his legs.

She STARTED it.

Why bother saying the first sorry if there is a ‘not sorry’ imminent.

He’s definitely not jealous of her cats at all, not even a little bit.

He’s very patient in always waiting for his turn.

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Saving the best for 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩… Arms slip around her waist, refusing to let her leave, drowning himself in 𝒂𝒍𝒍 the Christmas kisses, not a single one taken for granted.

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Smacking 𝓉𝒽ℯ BLACK CAT. on the booty.

Stirring awake, wiping some excess drool from his corner lip. “Huh…” Looking around, seeing nothing. Waking him up from a nap, this better be pretty damn good!

Flinching. Grinning. Now he’s coming after her, draping both arms around her. “Oh? /That’s/ how it is, hm? Maybe next time I’ll ask nicely before any misbehaving?”

“Then you can see why I skipped all those 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 this time.” Arms slip around her waist, leaning forward to bury his face in the crook of her neck, peppering a few belated New Year’s kisses. “It’s more 𝙛𝙪𝙣 to act without permission, don’t you think?”

“I’m saying it to the only person around here who will 𝙖𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚 with me.” The top of his head—including that tangled blonde mop of his—kept him concealed as lips teasingly nip at her neck for a good while. With a breath, he whips his head (and hair) back, locking eyes.

“DUDE.” Nearly stumbles. “What the 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡.”

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“Oh, yeah? Oh, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩?” Stepping closer, holding back a grin of his own. “You just poked the hornet’s nest, is what 𝒚𝒐𝒖 just did.”

“It’s Star-𝐿𝑜𝑟𝑑, thank you very much,” The outlaw lunged forward, throwing both arms around the feline and tackle-hugging her onto the nearest surface. “And believe me, I do. Maybe more than you can 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚.”