I really don't know how other countries celebrate the holiday, so i'm deeply sorry if it's incorrect.
But, enjoy.
ciao~
-Emmy
Christmas. Not all the countries of the world celebrated it on the same day (or at all), but it still gave you a reason to eat all that you wanted, without getting called fat, it gave you a reason to gawk at all things that lit up, or sparkled, and it gave you a reason to listen to the overly used songs. But most importantly, it gave you a reason to be with the one you loved.
Austria, who of course loved the confinements of his own home, actually offered to tour you around his capital, Vienna, so you could bask in a European Christmas, instead of an American style Christmas. He thought it was cute, the way you would stop whenever something caught your eyes, and you insisted you go and see what it was. He thought it was especially cute how you would try to snuggle closer to him when the wind picked up slightly.
"This is the Christmas market." He told you, while walking into what seemed to be, a literal sea of people, all probably picking up last minute Christmas items.
Your eyes seemed to light up, as you looked around, feeling the practical happy feeling everyone was giving. "It's so beautiful." You smiled up at him.
"It is, isn't it?" His thumb rubbed against your hand, which was inside of his own. "But, I surely know something that's more beautiful." He stopped walking once he got out of the plethora of people, and sat down at a bench, that was barely dusted with snow.
You could feel the snowflakes fall onto your reddened cheeks as you took the seat next to him, hands still intertwined. "What's more beautiful that all of this?" You asked curiously, while using your free hand to gesture towards the lit up street.
He looked at the street and the laughed softly. He then looked down at you, and whispered in your ear, so only you could hear him, "You are."
You could feel his lips brush against your ear, before they swept down and brushed lightly against your lips. It was a slight touch, not a full lip lock. He did it once more, before whispering against your lips, "Frohe Weihnachten, Liebling [1]."
1-Merry Christmas, Darling.