Day two of Jinxmas! (Just in case you haven't noticed, this isn't going to be done by Christmas, and might just have one or two chapters into the New Year. But I'll probably end this with a New Year's Eve chapter.)

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"Wally, if you keep eating all the candy canes, we won't have any left for the tree," Jinx scolded, hanging up a green and gold ornament as Wally lounged on the sofa, biting the end of a candy cane.

"Jinx, I'm the fastest boy alive. I can just run to the candy cane forest and pick more," he said casually.

"I think you need to lay off the sugar," Jinx noted.

"Aw, but Jinxy… you love when I have a lot of energy,"

"I most certainly do not… hey!" she spun around gracefully, placing her hands on her hips.

Wally laughed and heaved himself off his spot on the sofa, walking up to his semi-ticked girlfriend. "Don't get all bent up about it. Besides, you're not as intimidating with your boots off," He smirked down at her. In just her socks, Jinx was at least three inches shorter.

"And you're not intimidating at all without your mask," Jinx shot back. This was a complete lie on her part, and they both knew it. Jinx adored the time in their apartment when he was Wally, not Kid Flash. It was nice, waking up and seeing beautiful blue eyes and that mess of red hair that never seemed quite in place. But she wasn't about to let him know that.

A slow Christmas tune began to play over the radio they had been listening to while Jinx decorated the tree.

Wally stared down at Jinx with a certain gleam in his eyes.

"No," she answered curtly, before he had a chance to ask.

"But Lucky…" he whined, fake pouting.

Damn that Wally West. "Fine," Jinx breathed, rolling her eyes. "One dance."

Wally beamed. "My lady," he bowed, offering her his hand.

Jinx smiled, and took his hand. "One dance Wally, that's it."

"I would expect nothing less," he answered, still using what he called his 'fancy' voice.

Jinx wrapped her arms around his neck, his hands falling to her waist. Neither of them were very good dancers, but it didn't really seem to matter. She rested her head in the crook of his neck, and remained there even after the song ended and faded to commercial.

"Jinx."

"Hm?" she mumbled, nose pressed against the warmth of his throat.

"Look up."

She shifted her position in his arms and looked towards the ceiling. "Wallace West, you did not put mistletoe on the living room ceiling."

"The living room, and the kitchen, and the bedroom," he smiled.

"Wally…" she groaned, though secretly loving the idea.

"Merry almost Christmas, Jinx," he whispered, kissing her soundly.

"Merry almost Christmas Wally," she whispered back as they pulled away.

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This turned out better than I thought it would. Merry almost Christmas!