A/N: So, this is the first Jecker fic I've written in a while. I've been lacking inspiration, and, when I've found it, I haven't really rated it highly enough to post. Coupled with a heavy workload from school, and a complicated original story that doesn't seem to want to be written, I've had enough procrastination time. But I saw these prompts and I set myself a challenge. I'm going to write 25 Jecker one-shots, all less than 1000 words, and all before Christmas day. I hope you enjoy them.

1. Mistletoe

Jess was enjoying helping Becker's family decorate immensely. She loved spending time with him, and with them. They loved her, and they accepted her into their home.

She smiled as she watched his nephew, run through, chasing his younger cousin, and both wearing gleeful expressions.

"Hey," she said softly to Lizzi, his youngest sister, as she sidled up beside her.

"Hey," Lizzi smile back, as she followed Jess' gaze through to the kitchen, where Becker and their mum, Lyn, were cooking dinner.

"You've got it bad," she stated. It wasn't in a teasing way – it was more factual, than anything.

Jess smiled slightly, her cheeks turning a light pink.

"Yeah," she admitted quietly. "Yeah, I guess so."

Lizzi looked at her imploringly. "Why don't you just tell him?"

Jess grimaced. "That would probably be the stupidest thing I'd ever even considered."

Lizzi rolled her eyes. "Why?"

Jess sighed. "I'm not going into this. I just want to have a nice, relaxing day, with no work, and no teasing. Is that too much to ask?"

As her eyes settled on the two young children, who were entering a tickling war with Becker, Jess was pretty sure of what her friend's answer would be.

"Yes," Lizzi grinned. Jess looked away pointedly, but gave a little giggle.

"Come on, everybody, I want a nice picture," Anna, Becker's older sister, said, hurrying from upstairs, with a camera in her hand, and a grin on her face.

Jess hesitated as the family all piled into the picture, and found herself being dragged in by Anna, anyway. She set the camera up on a tripod, and pressed the button, as the group arranged themselves. Jess found herself tucked into Becker's side, with his arm around her. Just before the camera flashed, Becker leant down and whispered in her ear. So, as Anna showed the photo, she saw her very bright red face, as she looked up into his eyes, with a surprised smile.

"Aww, that's cute. I want one of you two together!"

At this, Jess blushed even more. "Really?" Jess asked, hiding her hands in her face, trying to stop herself from blushing.

Anna smirked. "Yes. You two are just adorable together."

"How about no," Becker smirked down at her, before hurrying off into the safety of the kitchen.

Of course, Anna took every opportunity after that. When they were having a tinsel fight, when they were laughing at a very rubbish cracker joke, when they danced with the kids, when they slow danced by themselves...

Jess smiled at the memories on her laptop screen, making a mental note to get them printed off, and make a photo album to stick them in.

Her smile widened, as she arrived at the last pictures.

"Hey, Jess, can you come and get this for me?" Anna called. Rolling her eyes, and knowing another photo was waiting, Jess went anyway. Just as she passed through the doorway into the kitchen, she was stopped, as she bumped into Becker.

"Now kiss!" Anna called gleefully.

"What?" the pair questioned. Anna gestured upward, and both saw, rather predictably, the mistletoe hanging innocently above them.

Jess' cheeks burned, and she looked away shyly, biting her lip. "Um..."

Becker exhaled, and Jess knew that he was glaring at his sister. However, when she looked up, she could see his cheeks coloured pink, and felt, rather than saw, his eyes boring into her.

Jess swallowed. "Right, then..."

"Yeah," Becker nodded, her eyes burning into hers. Jess could feel her cheeks heating more than she felt possible.

Sighing impatiently, Becker leaned down, and pressed his lips to hers softly.

It was the most amazing few seconds of her life so far.

His mouth was warm, and his lips were moulded to hers. They were a little chapped, and quite rough, but it was perfect all the same.

Though Jess wanted to move closer, to hold him and never let go, she didn't complain when he pulled away.

There was a brief moment, when Jess was once again consumed by his eyes, and she could've sworn that he was leaning in again...

But the telltale click of Anna's camera quite effectively ruined the moment.

Clearing his throat embarrassedly, Becker retreated back into the kitchen. Jess was feeling decidedly warmer, and was grateful when Lizzi handed her a glass of rum punch.

Jess was dragged out of her reverie, as the doorbell rang. It was then that she noted the light coating of snow on the ground. Unfolding her legs from underneath her, and setting her wine glass on the table, Jess went to answer the door.

She saw Becker stood there, with snow in his hair. The dirtiness of the tracks behind him proved he'd been there for a while.

"Hey," she smiled softly. "Something up?"

"Apart from snow?" he asked, smiling crookedly. Jess rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, there is," Becker told her, the grin sliding off his face.

"What?" Jess asked curiously.

"This," he said simply, stepping closer, and framing his gloved hands around her face. Before Jess could question what was going on, Becker's lips were against hers for the second time that day.

And it was so much better.