Mathew squeaked as he felt arms wrap around his waist and someone pressed against his back. He tensed only relaxing when he heard Alfred's voice telling him to relax. He was spun around, a dark blush coming to his face as the taller blond pointed to the mistletoe with a grin. A chaste kiss was shared, causing both to grin.
"Merry Christmas."
A/N: Technically it's not Christmas anymore, but whatever. Yeah, so I had to cook for nine people and I made ALOT of food and I had no computer. I will be getting to the requests though!