Chapter 1

"Cancel all your plans! We're watching Hallmark Christmas movies!" Mark shouted at the group as they began to close out of their editing programs, done for the day. Ethan, Tyler, and Kathryn all let out a loud groan, dreading what he was going to force them to watch.

"We are not watching Hallmark Christmas movies," Tyler pleaded, dramatically sobbing at the thought of sitting through even ONE of those sappy movies. Kathryn and Ethan both inched closer to Tyler, hinting to the red-haired man that they agreed with Tyler instead.

"What?! Come on guys! It's Christmas time! We have to spend some time watching Christmas-y stuff to get us into the spirit of the holidays," Mark begged, eyes looking quite sad as he looked at each of his friends. He cast his eyes down until he heard one of them sigh. Looking up smiling, he saw Ethan and Kathryn both looking at Tyler expectantly.

"Fine," Tyler complied, while the red-haired boy grinned wider every second. "But," Tyler continued, holding up his finger towards Mark, his grin fading as he waited for the rest of the dark-haired boy's response.

"If we're going to do this, we have to do it right and to have it be bearable for the rest of us, we're going to go all out. I'm talking cookies, hot chocolate, Christmas lights, comfy Christmas-themed pajamas, and REAL Christmas movies, not that Hallmark bullshit," Tyler ordered, giving Mark the sternest look he could. He couldn't help but smile as Mark's face transformed from a blank one to a bright smile to the most adorable giggle he's ever heard. Mark let out an excited squeal and began running around the office space, muttering things to himself about what they would have to do to prepare for such a night.

"You sure you even want Kathryn and I there tonight?" Ethan whispered, before grinning up at Tyler. Tyler swallowed, his face turning to stone.

"What are you talking about?" Tyler questioned, now just rolling his eyes at the blue-haired boy. Kathryn breathed out a laugh from beside him.

"Just with the way you've been acting lately I thought you might want to spend some time alone with him," Ethan said in a normal voice, pointing to Mark who was still mumbling to himself but was now writing a list at his desk.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I want you guys here too! To fully enjoy this Christmas experience," Tyler assured them, trying to keep his face even as he said it. Ethan just gave him a doubtful look, while Kathryn gave him the same look.

"Okay well, Mark?"

The man looked up from his list he was writing.

"I'm sure that there is stuff we need from the store and other things we need from home. How about you and Tyler go get stuff from the store while Kathryn and I will go home and get the other stuff," Ethan says as Mark just nods along with what he's saying.

Mark stood up, ripping the list in half and giving the bottom half to Kathryn. Tyler looked to Ethan, who was smirking at him with a devilish gleam in his eyes.

"Bring the good movies, Christmas lights, everyone's pajamas and some fuzzy blankets," Mark instructed to Ethan and Kathryn but was smiling at Tyler, "And Tyler, we're going to the store to pick up some cookies and hot chocolate."

They all headed out of the office, the 4 of them separating to Tyler's car and to Kathryn's car.

The ride to the store wasn't too long, but just long enough to have some fun. Mark smiling over at Tyler whenever he would laugh at Mark singing obnoxiously to the songs on the radio, especially the Christmas ones. Once they got there Tyler pushed the cart, following Mark, who was running with his legs all weird in front of him. People in the aisles were staring at Mark, but it seemed that Tyler was the only one that noticed the people gawking at him. Mark stalled once he was in front of the shelf where the hot chocolate was kept. His face pulled into a deep frown. The shorter man looked over to Tyler and frowned even deeper.

"Tyleeeerrrr. They don't have any more hot chocolate left," Mark whined. Making Tyler frown as well, only because he knew his friend was going to get very upset with no hot chocolate. Tyler's eyes scanned the shelves, looking for some boxes. Not seeing any, but realized that there should have been some hot chocolate on the top shelf. He jumped up, eyes quickly observing what was there, which was a few lone boxes of hot cocoa.

"There are a few boxes-" Tyler half-explained as the smaller man moved behind him suddenly jumping onto his back with his arms extended out to reach for the shelf.

"MARK!" Tyler yelled, concerned about him falling down and hurting himself. Tyler reached and wrapped his hands around Mark's leg, attempting to steady the shifting man who had latched onto his back.

"What?" Mark said looking down briefly at Tyler between his outstretched arms before returning his focus to grabbing the last few boxes. "I got this."

Mark's famous last words. He snapped up too fast on his friend's back, after his success at obtaining the hot chocolate, and ended up falling backwards, expecting to hit the floor. But when Mark opened his eyes, he was hanging upside down, his legs still clinging to Tyler's hips with the help of Tyler's hands. Mark let go of the boxes in his hands, steadying himself with them on the ground.

"I'm good, Tyler. Thanks," he said, sheepishly. In awe at how gently Tyler released his grip on his legs, but still held onto them while guiding them down to the ground.

"That's exactly what I thought was going to happen," Tyler hummed, holding back a chuckle. He turned around, reaching his left hand out to help Mark up. Thankfully no one else inhabited the aisle to witness the embarrassment that is Mark Fischbach.