Warnings: FemSlash (Charlotte/Becky Lynch), Terrible nicknames, Fluff.

If living the dream isn't operating her very own, non-chain, coffee shop in a bustling mall, and decorating it for Christmas with the woman she loves, then Becky isn't sure what is. She'd left Ireland with high hopes, and big dreams, which had promptly fallen apart, so she got a job as a waitress. From that, she ended up where she is now. Owner of the busy little coffee shop, Brewed Awakening, on the third floor of the Parts Unknown Mall.

"I still can't believe you've only started decorating today." Her girlfriend sounds more amused than anything, but if she'd been annoyed Becky couldn't blame her. It's just after seven, and they've been decorating since six. It's finally finished though, all that's left is to put the Christmas playlist on.

"It's bad luck to put them up before December, Charli." Becky turns to her woman with a grin, but the blonde isn't paying attention to her. Instead, Charlotte is staring out at the slowly waking mall. Things won't pick up until after eight, but a few employees are opening up their stores, and getting ready for the day. Charlotte takes a seat in her favourite chair, and sets the now empty can of fake snow down on the table.

"Who's that?" She nods her head towards the man on the other side of floor. He's busy fussing with Christmas lights covering the front of the comic book store. "Did White'n'nerdy sell up when I wasn't looking?" Becky shakes her head, and takes a seat at the table beside Charlotte.

"No…isn't that one of the boys from the music shop?" The man in question has his back turned to them, so seeing who it is is difficult, but he has long, dark hair, and the only men with long hair that Becky knows are friends with the cute, but painfully white and nerdy, owner of the comic book store are the sons of the man who owns the music shop. Charlotte squints at the man again, and shakes her head.

"I don't think so, I don't remember either of them looking that…" She trails off, an awkward look on her face. "It's not Matt or Nick." She concludes firmly. Becky shrugs, and leans closer to Charlotte, pressing her against the window to get a better look at the man still fussing with the lights. Charlotte makes a noise of protest at being squashed against the window, but otherwise is still.

"He's new…I guess White'n'nerdy did sell up, or he hired someone to help with the Christmas rush." Becky pecks Charlotte's cheek, and settles back in her chair. "You want a cuppa before you head to work?"

"And a muffin. All this decorating's got me hungry." Charlotte grins at Becky as she gets to her feet, and heads for the coffee machine. "Oh! There's White'n'nerdy. Panic over him selling up averted." Charlotte calls out. Becky smothers a laugh, and spares a glance at her girlfriend. She's turned to face the window entirely, watching the two men now fussing with the Christmas lights. "I think White'n'nerdy is wearing a Christmas sweater…He's started late this year."

"No surprise really. I mean, getting dumped sucks." Becky sets a cup of coffee down in front of Charlotte, and one of her favourite lemon-poppy seed muffins. "I wonder if Santa'll give him something nice for Christmas to make up for it."

"An Ann Summers voucher, hopefully. I swear, the few times I've spoken to him this year…boy needs to get laid." Becky bristles at that, and Charlotte chuckles at her. "I'm mostly joking, but we can both agree he needs laid."

"I thought one of the Bucks would have helped him out with that…or at least The Incredible Twunk." Becky settles into her seat by Charlotte once more, sipping at her cup of tea. "Lord knows for all he's got a girlfriend he sniffs around our boy, White'n'nerdy."

"Wouldn't you?" Charlotte winks at Becky. She has the worst habit of using her bisexuality to tease Becky in moments like this. Becky has never had any interest in men, Charlotte on the other hand used to be married to one of them. The collapse of that marriage is how the pair met. Charlotte's ex had been her partner in the sporting goods store she owns, and when the marriage soured, she would come up to Becky's coffee shop to avoid her husband. When Charlotte was there Becky would subtly try to work out if the gorgeous, but sad looking, woman might be into flirting with a failed actress-turned-coffeeshop-owner Irish lesbian. It turned out that Charlotte was indeed into flirting, and about six months after her divorce, she asked Becky on their first date, which was sushi in the place up in the food court. That first date had led to many more, and then, just under two years ago, they moved in together.

"Maybe if he did something with that mop on top of his head." Becky steals the last bit of Charlotte's muffin. When Charlotte looks at her with a subtle rebuke, Becky sticks her tongue out. She's certain she's earned the right to muffin theft, and if Charlotte is still hungry she can have the croissant Becky doesn't want anymore.

"Well, there's that new salon beside you isn't there?" Charlotte retaliates for the stolen muffin by stealing a bite of the croissant that Becky had been picking apart.

"Is it open?" Becky pushes the croissant towards Charlotte, and leans back in her chair. "Last I saw it looked like they were still refurbishing."

"I'll look when I head downstairs." Charlotte polishes off the croissant, licking her fingers clean before rubbing them on a napkin. "So, we all done here?" She gestures around the coffee shop with a smile on her face. Becky has the feeling that Charlotte is up to something, but she has no idea what it could be.

"Aye, we are. You did a good job. I'll reward you when we're home." Becky gathers the dirty dishes, and takes them to the back. When she's done rinsing them, Charlotte has vacated their preferred spot in the café, and is sorting her coat by the door.

"Alright, come say goodbye to your woman!" Charlotte demands from the doorway. There's a mischievous little smile on her lips, but Becky's so used to that smile that it barely registers. She comes over to Charlotte and is pulled into a very thorough, and sweet, kiss. It's not the usual gentle peck on the cheek that Charlotte gives Becky in the mornings, but she is far from unhappy. There's very little she loves more than Charlotte's kisses.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" Becky's probably smiling like a silly schoolgirl, but even after being together for so long, she adores being ravaged by her woman. Charlotte jerks her chin up a little.

"Have a look." She pecks the tip of Becky's nose as Becky glances up at the fresh sprig of mistletoe pinned above the door.

"I'm not going to be able to enforce this, you know that." Becky chuckles, and Charlotte kisses her lips again.

"It's not for anyone but us." Charlotte murmurs softly, and unhooks the mistletoe. "This is coming home with us, and I'm gonna tuck it into my belt so I can get the reward I want." She winks lasciviously, and blows Becky kiss.

"Oh? That's what you want as a reward, huh?" Becky leans forward, and kisses Charlotte one last time, before opening door to the coffee shop, and shooing her out. "Have a nice day a work, honey." Becky calls as Charlotte waves over her shoulder, and blows another kiss to her. With a shake of her head, Becky props open the coffee shop's door. She needs to get started on the orders for staff she knows are coming before the mall officially opens. But first, she turns the Christmas playlist on, and plops her Santa hat on her head. December first is the start of Christmas, a time of year Becky loves, and she always goes all out for the things she loves.

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