The Main six meet MC under the mistletoe
Thank you @kyravecele for the request!
It was the day of the holiday gala and the streets were buzzing with excitement. Vendors sold their wares at discounted prices just for the occasion as musicians played from the rafters, flooding the streets with rhythmic melodies. Many customers out on the ground grabbed anyone nearby and danced, moved by the music. You had a few things to pick up and all the jostling and dancing made it difficult to navigate the marketplace. As you were passing by one dancing pair, a bump in the side knocked you into someone ahead of you. The someone turned around and when their eyes landed on yours, they immediately flashed with concern. As you were straightening up, the person held one of your hands and placed their arm around your waist. From their closeness, you could see their deep purple eyes framed by white eyelashes. They asked if you were alright and you smiled and said you were now thanks to them. The person smiled in return and introduced themselves as Asra. You introduced yourself and thanked them, saying you still had shopping to do and that you’d be on your way. With a wave, you ventured out into the crowd. At this point, you had one more thing to get and even more dancers in your way. You swiftly maneuvered around everyone, relieved you made it through without incident. As you made your way to the last vendor, a couple of kids rushing past you suddenly caused you to lose your balance, but instead of tumbling to the ground, your back hit something strong and warm and hands around your forearms held you in place. Looking behind you, Asra smiled down at you and jokingly said you both had to stop meeting like this. You laughed and thanked him once again. After a brief chat, Asra cocked their head in the direction of the music and offered you a hand. They said it seemed you both had been fighting the flow of the day for some time and it’d be a shame if you didn’t take part. Taking their hand, Asra pulled you close and you both began dancing a traditional holiday Vesuvian dance. Stepping into the flow of the street was electric and you felt light and energized by the holiday magic in the air. After dancing for some time, you both stood by a vendor booth catching your breath. You snickered to yourself and when Asra inquired what was funny, you pointed at the mistletoe above you and teasingly asked if they were brave enough to kiss you. Asra smirked and leaned in, and you, surprised he accepted, hurried to close your eyes. Asra’s breath ghosted your lips for a moment before you felt a chaste kiss against your cheek. You opened your eyes to see Asra smiling at you softly. They thanked you for the dance and said they needed to hurry home. As they turned to leave, you called out that you hoped to meet again. They turned around with another brighter smile and said they were sure you would.
Julian was positive that he’d spend the holiday evening at the clinic. He’d prepared his books, equipment and clothing, but right before setting out, there was a knock at the door. Opening it, he found Mazelinka standing there with her hands on her hips. She looked Julian up and down and clicked her teeth disapprovingly, saying she knew he’d try to scurry out at some point in the evening. Julian began to explain that he was going to the clinic but was cut off abruptly by Mazelinka’s invitation to the little holiday gathering she agreed to have at her place. Again, Julian was about to interject, but Mazelinka cut him off with a whack to the shoulder and told him he was going, and she’d hear none of his excuses. Julian walked over with Mazelinka and grew a little nervous at the numerous voices inside. He asked her who was there, and she listed off the usual suspects, but explained that there was someone new who Asra brought along. Julian relaxed when he heard the list and began to say he would stay for a little while before heading to the clinic when his eyes stopped on you, the ‘someone new’ Mazelinka mentioned, and he was transfixed. Mazelinka glanced at him and told him to fix his face before walking into the kitchen. Brushing back his hair, he walked over to where you were sitting. You looked up when you heard the doctor approach and smiled brightly at him. Julian politely asked to sit with you and you happily agreed. You said you’d heard about him and he chuckled nervously, replying that he hoped it was good things. You laughed and said of course they were good things. You admitted you were surprised to see him here tonight, seeing as he spent most times at the clinic and was rarely seen at functions. He replied that Mazelinka encouraged him to go but confessed that he wasn’t intending to stay long. You asked if he still intended to leave soon and he smiled and said no. The confusion was clear on your face because he chuckled and then said he usually spends holidays on his own, but getting to meet you, the ‘someone new’ he had heard Asra mention a few times, made him want to spend time with you instead of participating in his depressing yearly ritual. You blushed at his admission and said you were flattered that he looked forward to your company that much. Suddenly, he turned red, stuttering that he hoped he wasn’t imposing, and you didn’t mind him being there. You assured him it was fine, and you were glad he was here. Julian smiled delightfully, but then blushed a vivid red and stared down at his hands nervously. You raised an eyebrow, but then heard someone’s throat clear and looked up to see Asra holding mistletoe above both of your heads. He rolled his eyes with a smile and said he clearly needed a push. Julian shyly looked up at you and asked what you thought about it. You replied that it would be fine as Asra gave the mistletoe to Julian. He held it above your heads as he jerkily neared you and placed a kiss on your temple. You thanked him and said it was your turn. While he attempted to stutter out a response, you leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips. When you pulled away, he stared at you speechless. You asked him if this was a better night than he had planned at the clinic and he silently nodded with a blazing red blush across his cheeks.
Asra decided to host a get-together at the shop for the holidays. He asked you to come and when you agreed, he spoke excitedly about a friend he wanted you to meet. You liked Asra’s friends, so you shared some of his excitement. He also explained that his friend—Muriel was the name—was shy, so it took a lot of coaxing to get him to come. It was supposed to be an intimate little gathering with only friends, so he hoped he could relax and enjoy himself. At the party, you felt Asra hook his arm with yours and politely excuse you both from your conversation. Dragging you with him, you saw a tall man rooted in one corner of the shop, half observing the guests and half staring into his drink. The man tensed when he saw you, but slowly relaxed as Asra gave introductions. After some brief chatter, Asra politely excused himself again to attend to the rest of the party, but not before smiling coyly at you and sauntering off. You both made small talk until there was a lull in the conversation. You heard a murmur from Muriel, but when you asked him to repeat himself, he blushed. A little louder, he said that you weren’t what he expected. Curious, you asked him what he thought of you now. Tightening his hold on the cup, he flushed brighter and quietly said you’re kinder and more patient than he imagined. You smiled and confessed that he wasn’t what you expected either. When he inquired what you thought of him, you smiled and said he was even cuter than you thought. Blushing wildly, he drained the rest of his drink quickly to save himself from embarrassment. Chuckling, you placed a hand on his arm and guided his face down to yours. In a whisper, you asked him what he thinks you want to do right now. His brow creased in confusion, but when you pointed above and he saw the mistletoe, he looked back at you with widened eyes and gaping mouth. You smiled and placed a hand against his cheek, watching the tension in his face and shoulders slowly relax. You kissed him gently, and were elated when you felt his lips press back against yours. Pulling away, you smiled brightly at him as he gave you a soft smile back.
It was the day of the holiday gala and Nadia had spent almost all of it finishing up last minute details for the event. One of the very last things to do was one more check of the guest list. Scanning the list of all the attendees, she mentally checked off all the people expected to attend but stopped at your name which was momentarily unfamiliar. She asked one of the courtiers for their input and they reminded her that you were another magician friend of Asra’s, and this would be your first visit to the palace. The information jogged her memory and she resumed checking the list of names. She wondered what you were like and was excited to finally have a chance to meet you after hearing so many good things from Asra. Once every detail had been accounted for, Nadia, accompanied by two courtiers, went to oversee the last of the decorations. On the way, there was a small commotion echoing from the entranceway with servants welcoming the magician Asra and someone else. The noise drew closer as three servants led Asra and you into the main hallway. Asra and Nadia shared a brief wave and on the way to one of the party rooms, briefly made eye contact with you as Asra brightly explained something she couldn’t hear. Later, Nadia donned her outfit for the evening and went to oversee the last minute food preparations. On the way, she spotted you just exiting your room in your outfit for the night. Again, there was a moment of eye contact, but a servant directed you towards the ballroom and several waited for Nadia to proceed to the kitchens in the opposite direction. Well into the evening, Nadia grew weary of the chatter with nobles and other important figures in Vesuvia and excused herself to her favorite outdoor balcony. At the doorway, a lone bit of mistletoe laid at her feet from one of the outdoor decorations. She picked it up, feeling the exhaustion of the day creep up on her. Letting a tired sigh escape her lips, she paused at another audible sigh close by. Stepping outside, she found you leaning against the balcony railing, staring at the city below. She approached you, asking if the festivities were not to your liking. You looked behind you and nervously chuckled while shaking your head. You said everything was very grand and lovely, but it was tiresome after some time. Nadia smiled to herself and agreed, taking place right next to you. You both chatted casually and laughed until the air between you was light and happy. She confessed that she was excited to meet you but was sorry she didn’t get to talk to you properly until now. You explained that you understood since you saw how busy she was all day, but you were happy to finally have a chance to speak with her. Nadia blushed and replied that talking with you had been the highlight of her whole day. She frowned at the little mistletoe plant in her hands and said she wished getting the palace ready was as easy. You smiled at the little plant, taking it from her hands and remarking at how adorable it was. Nadia stared at it for a second and said she wasn’t sure why it was necessary for decoration; they didn’t have plants like it back in Prakra. You smiled coyly and said you could show her what it’s for. She nodded in agreement and then quirked an eyebrow as you held it above her head. You leaned in and kissed her cheek. Nadia blushed and then laughed, saying you were quite bold. You laughed along and then told her it was her turn. She gave you a mischievous smile and placed a kiss on your forehead, saying this was an unusual but enjoyable Vesuvian tradition.
Julian asked you to visit his sister Portia’s cottage one day to help her decorate for the holidays. He explained that she had spent the last few days preparing the palace for the holiday gala coming up, so it was truly remarkable that she had the energy to do even more. You were surprised too, considering how big the palace was, but Julian said the holidays were one of her favorite times of the year, so it made sense to him. When he knocked on the door, you both flinched at loud clamors and rumbles from somewhere inside the house and a very disoriented Portia opening the door with tinsel sticking out of her hair in odd places. She grabbed both of your arms and tugged you inside, exclaiming with relief how happy she was now that she had help. Julian chuckled and pulled out a few strands of the colorful decoration, saying she wouldn’t have this much trouble if she didn’t decide to do this every year. In response, Portia placed her hands on her hips and frowned, saying that working in the cold, depressing clinic every year was not very festive at all. He laughed, agreeing with her there. Pausing for a moment, he quickly introduced us, cursing himself for not doing so from the beginning. Portia smiled, teasing that he was always so forgetful. You told Julian it was alright and then asked Portia where she would like us to begin. Smiling brightly at you, she grabbed a handful of tinsel and began directing us. About a half hour into decorating, Julian cursed aloud and sheepishly told us that he had something to attend to and he was already late. Portia shook her head at him as he apologized several times saying he’d likely be back towards evening. You both waved him off with Portia calling after him to stay safe. Portia thanked you for staying on to help and said it was good you were here since she’d been wanting to meet you for some time. She said Julian had spoken a lot about you and how well you’d both get along. You replied that you’d wanted to meet her as well from hearing stories about the two of you from him. You both laughed about your common link and remarked that it was ironic he wasn’t here right now. Portia blushed and said she loved her brother, but she was also happy to get to meet you without him around. You blushed as well and said you were enjoying your time there. Before long, the decorations were done and the two of you relaxed for a moment. Portia clapped, happy with how everything looked and hugged you. Looking into each other’s eyes for a moment, Portia giggled, and you laughingly asked her what was funny. She pointed above you both and you saw you were standing under the mistletoe you had hung together earlier. She blushed and asked if it was okay and you nodded. Leaning in, you both kissed each other until you were interrupted by a knocking at the door. Julian called out that he was back from his earlier appointment and he brought snacks. You and Portia shared a chuckle before walking to the door to let Julian inside.
The evening of the holiday gala, you and Asra were greeted by Portia at the door. She explained Nadia wished to see us before the events of the night started and escorted you to a lounge. Nadia sat on a couch having a quiet conversation with a blonde man sitting next to her. She stood when we entered and welcomed us to the palace. The man stood up as well and smiled, but more in your direction than anywhere else. Nadia introduced the man as Count Lucio, someone you had heard of but never met. Asra smirked at the introduction and said to you that it was hardly necessary since his reputation most definitely preceded him. Lucio scowled at Asra, but quickly returned his attention to you. Walking towards you, he inquired how the two of you had never met. You said it was a pleasure to meet him and he gently took your hand and kissed it, uttering that the pleasure was all his. He turned to Asra and asked if they had been hiding you all this time. Unbeknownst to Lucio, you heard a quiet ‘yes’ under their breath. He kissed your hand again with a charming smile and said all is forgiven since it happened now. With a sigh, Nadia interjected and told Lucio that you would need that hand to eat dinner later, so it was time to end your exchange. Asra hooked arms with you and tugged you out of the room as you heard Lucio bid you farewell. Later in the evening, you found yourself alone at the gala. Asra had been asked to help remove Volta from the banquet hall quickly or there wouldn’t be enough food left for everyone else. They promised to meet you soon. In the meantime, you wandered the length of the ballroom, watching people chat or dance on the main floor. There was a tap on your shoulder and when you spun around expecting Asra, you were a little surprised to find Lucio standing there. He smiled and inquired if you were enjoying yourself to which you replied yes. He gestured towards the hallway and you both set into a comfortable stroll. Lucio chatted your ear off about Vesuvia and the improvements that had been happening lately and before you knew it, you were outside in the gardens. He led you to a stone bench to rest for a while and then asked about you. You spoke a bit about how you knew Asra and the type of apprenticeship work you did. Lucio sat there, listening intently, with a smile. You paused in your talk and embarrassedly asked why he was smiling. He replied that he was charmed by you even before you met when he heard about your missions with Asra. You blushed and said you were flattered, but curious why he was so intrigued by you. Jokingly, he said he was happy you’d been able to put up with him so far and that you were more wonderful than what he had thought. He took your hand and asked if you could put up with him a little more. You were confused but responded that you could. Lucio reached behind him and produced a small branch of mistletoe and hung it above your heads with a smile. It was a sort of nervous smile, and he said if this was too far, you could say so and it would be fine. You giggled at him and leaned in, planting a kiss on his lips as he kissed back immediately. Parting, you smiled coyly at his blushing face, replying that you could handle him so far.
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