A/N, hey everyone, this is my first story so I hope you all like it. Before you read, I want to clarify some things. You are just in the human world and Tim isn't wearing his mask (I think people would look weird at him otherwise XD) also, I think you already know this but I'm gonna say it anyway.

Y/n = your name

h/c = hair colour

enjoy :3

"Look Tim! Doesn't this look funny?" Y/n asked as she pulled Tim to one of the stalls. It was the annual winter fair and all across the towns square stalls with stuff varying from antiques to plush panda's stood. The government also had the streets decorated with Christmas lights. Those came in handy since Y/n had decided that she and Tim would go on a late night walk. It came unexpected but then again no one could really expect what Y/n would do. So here they were now, Tim letting himself getting dragged along by the over excited girl from stall to stall.

As he thought Y/n had finally found stuff to look longer at than two seconds he found himself getting dragged over by his arm, almost face-planting into the fresh fallen snow. Only this time he saw that he was pulled not to a stall, but to a gigantic Christmas three which stood in the centre of the square. It was beautifully decorated. The baubles mirroring the bright lights. As they reached the tree Y/n couldn't do anything but stare at it in awe. As Tim looked at her he noticed how childish she actually looked. One of the things I love about her, he thought to himself. As he looked better at the tree he noticed something above their heads and as he looked better he noticed it was a piece of mistletoe which someone had tied to a branch. The h/c-haired girl noticed him staring at the branch and followed his gaze. As she spotted the mistletoe she let out a small giggle which made Tim turn his head to her as a blush spread across his cheeks. "um" Tim began, trying to break the uncomfortable silence which was growing between them. "y-you know, i-I've heard some-something about w-what p-people do un-under a m-mistletoe". O he had heard about it. In fact, Jeff wouldn't shut up about it since the beginning of December.

Y/n looked at him and how the pink blush spread over his face. She giggled and got on her tippy toes, placing an quick butterfly kiss on his lips. Before Tim could even think about replying she pulled back and giggled once more. Christmas this year was going to be beautiful.