First fanfic, hope you guys enjoy! I don't own any characters etc..
"Oh Christmukkah, oh Christmukkah!" Chanted Seth, as he paraded around the living room, adjusting each decoration slightly to the left, then back to the right again.
"Dude, why don't you join me, the spirit of Christmukkah is shared by all in this house!" Ryan rolled his eyes to the roof, sighing as the doorbell chimed in. The Cohen's mini Christmas party was a new thing to them all, except for Kirsten who seemed to have been planning for it since the middle of summer. Rising slowly to his feet, he fiddled with his jacket as he strode across the room to allow the first guests in. The gentle pitter patter of feet coming down the stairs distracted him, turning to catch sight of Kirsten in a long, floaty baby blue dress, which hugged her figure perfectly.
"Can you get that honey? I need to give Seth some jobs before he disappears like usual." She smiled excitedly at him and vanished from sight.
"Uh, sure," he managed to reply to the empty room. Opening the door, he was greeted with almost half of Newport on the doorstep. He stepped aside and ushered them in, managing to pick up on comments from Julie Cooper-Nichols about 'the cost of their new furniture was just crazy, with it being shipped direct from Italy.' Some things never changed.
As he closed the door he turned round to be greeted with a hyperactive Seth.
"Ryan, we need to bail out. Like, yesterday. Come on, Sum is gonna pick us up. Before Waspy grabs us and forces us to help out." Seth flung himself out the front door and started to run down the driveway, waving his arms at Ryan.
"Come on, man!" Ryan found himself hesitating. He couldn't do a runner, it wouldn't be fair. Then again, this wasn't going to be a social event he would enjoy. Placing his hand on the door, he paused for a second. As he took a step towards freedom, he felt a warm hand land on top of his. Glancing round out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the blue dress again. "Not thinking of running off and leaving me to organise this myself were you?" She smiled coyly, her head tilted slightly to one side, as if to say that she knew exactly what he was thinking. He pushed the door shut and flicked his eyes across to her. "Course not. Just, uh, closing the door, since most people have arrived. So, how can I help?" His smile indicated defeat, and she nodded back to him.
"Well first, you need to be Sandy and finish doing the back of this dress up before someone through there spots me." She spun round and brushed her silky blonde, straight hair aside. He took a step towards her and cautiously began to attempt at hooking the dress up. He was much more expert in undoing these, he thought. His fingers worked nimbly, occasionally grazing against her baby soft skin, until the job was complete.
"Sorted," he announced. She turned and ran her hands down the sides of the dress.
"How do I look?" She asked, a little nervously he observed. Grinning back, he replied,
"You look…stunning." And she did. She always did, but even more so tonight.
"Thanks sweetie. Come on then, til Sandy gets home from work, you need to stick around with me. And I know Seth has run off to Summer, he'll pay in the morning." She winked at him and slung her arm through his. And just at that moment, Ryan felt his heart skip a little with excitement.