Prompt: Fumus/Elux [Xmas Kiss]
The sulky smoke god had expected to spend the passing day on his own, no one to interrupt him, not even his pesky brother. He sat down on his sofa with a coffee on the table next to him- the one he'd ordered the head angel to go get – with some stacks of papers in his hands to go over. There was only so much tranquility he could hope for to happen at the particular moment.
"Fummy~!" Came a smooth voice not too far away from where he was.
"Elux…" Fumus acknowledged them standing at the doorway, "This is an unexpected visit. Why are you here?" he asked, uncaring and not bothering to stand up.
The other god approached him - there was a mistletoe tied by a string around the ahoge of their wild multi-colored hair.
"Can't come visit a friend out of generosity? Harsh, harsh." They said with their typical shit-eating grin, like they were up to something he wasn't aware of.
"…Since when are we 'friends'? Did you hit your head too hard on the way here?" he responded with little to no hesitation.
"Oh, I'm just fantastic, by the way. Thanks for asking." they replied, stepping closer so they were standing right in front of the other.
He wasn't about to try to stir up any violent trouble with a fellow god, no matter how annoying or aggravating they were. He just hoped his patience wouldn't wear too thin by that time they hadn't yet decided to leave.
He shook his head and instead, reached for a pack of cigarettes, only to have them snatched away by them.
"Give those back." Fumus growled.
"Nuh-uh." They shook their head, hiding them behind their back.
"You really wanna test my patience?" he asked, beginning to look rather annoyed.
"Ah, I'll give 'em back, buuuuut… there is something else I wanna give you."
Fumus merely glared at them, though no threatening or violent words this time were thrown at them. and Elux took the silence as agreement to their terms.
Elux placed their hands on his knees and leaned in close. Fumus sighed and gave them a look as if to proceed with whatever they were gonna do, even though he already could take a guess. Elux smiled as they pumped their forehead into his', they stared into each other's eyes for a small moment.
The leaves of the mistletoe gently brushed against Fumus' own hair during this time. They gently rubbed noses with him, which made Fumus tense up a bit at the unexpected contact. After the brief moment they pushed away and grinned.
'Eskimo kiss, really…?' He'll probably never come to understand his fellow god's eccentric behavior.
They took and presented the cigarette pack in their palms from hiding away – Fumus almost immediately snatched it away, putting it away from their sight.
"Bye Fummy, Happy Holidays!" the storm-god sang, as they made their way out of the room without a glance back.
With an irritated sigh, he reached for a cigarette as he opened the small pack, only to find them filled with… pocky?
'Are you fucking kidding me?'
His coffee residing on the table also had already gone cold by that time.
