Mistletoe
The Glare of the computer screen flashed across Otacon's glasses. After years of staring at screens, it didn't hurt anymore, though he did get the occasional migraine, like the one he had right now. There was a tap on his shoulder, breaking him out of his work to scare him witless.
Behind him stood solid Snake, a friendly smile on his rugged face, making his stubble look more attractive than usual. "You don't have to be on stealth mode when you're not on a mission." Otacon joked lightly.
Snake shrugged, Handing Otacon a steaming Red mug of hot chocolate. "How's it going?" he said instead, and with a crude gesture with his head, indicating the computer screen, which he frowned at. Otacon turned, scanning over what he'd already written and the information he still needed to read.
" might be done by Midnight..." he whispered thought fully. Anything to keep himself from thinking.... about anything. He didn't want to think.
"Hal... It's Christmas...." Snake Tried to catch Otacon's gaze. he frowned as the computer geek purposely avoided it, looking anywhere but his face and sipping his hot chocolate. "You're planning on working through Christmas."
Otacon nodded, looking over Snake's head to avoid his gaze, but he felt as though the soldier could see right through him. But then something else caught his eye. He almost grinned in amusement, giggled as Snake's confusion showed on his face.
"What, do I have a whip cream mustache?" Otacon giggled a little harder.
"Dave, you're standing under mistletoe." Snake looked up. Indeed, the sprig of mistletoe hung there innocently.
"So, what're you–?" he was Cut off as Otacon leaned forward, grabbing his face to kiss him. It was slow, tender, sweet. Tasted like hot chocolate and each other. When the kiss ended, Snake was a little dumbfounded, and Otacon blushed at his reaction. "Hal....why do you have mistletoe in your office...?"
The computer geek shrugged. "I guess some weird part of me wanted to be kissed." Snake chuckled, shutting off the computer with his foot, to the indignant squawk of Otacon.
"C'mon. You're spending Christmas at my place."
Owari
To Krissy. It's his christmas gift. Hee hee, told you you'd love it.