Mistletoe (19/12/2010 - Kira/Hisagi/Hitsugaya):
Toshiro watched with a brow arched in questions as his two lovers slowly snuck closer. He wasn't certain what the pair where playing at and he really wasn't certain he wanted to. And yet their direction seemed to imply that they were coming his way.
He sighed quietly, back to the wall, arms folded across his chest watching the party from the edge of the room.
They'd attempted to cajole him into dancing, eating, socialising and he had refused adamantly – his two lovers and Matsumoto managed to do enough drinking and chattering for anyone. He had been content to stand and watch from the side-lines.
A few of his fellow Captains had stopped to chat briefly, most notably Ukitake.
Then Momo and Rangiku had tried to encourage him to have a drink. Which he'd pointedly refused – eyeing the pair with some degree of distaste at the smell of sake that the pair was exuding.
But now Kira and Hisagi were clearly up to something though he wasn't sure what.
When they drew up in front of them he scowled and murmured, "What?"
He watched as they exchanged a look, smiles splitting into grins as they stepped sideways and bracketed him on both sides. He looked sharply between them before finding himself immobilised between the two men. Slightly chapped lips pressed to both his cheeks.
His eyes widened in shock, mouth dropping open as heat stole into his cheeks. He could hear people chuckling quietly from around the room. He got himself under control cursing softly as those slightly chapped lips withdrew, the two males curling themselves around him, effectively pinning him and whispering softly in his burning ears, "Mistletoe, Taicho."
Toushiro looked up at those words, seeing the offensive green plant with milky white berry's above his head. He knew it hadn't been there before .
A growl built up and he let it free, "Matsumoto!"