I could see Clarke from your Everly AU using these Christmas lines on Lexa
The warm glow of Christmas lights filled the living room as Clarke and Lexa placed ornaments on their tree. The scent of cinnamon and pine lingered in the air, mixing with the soft holiday music playing in the background.
Clarke was unusually quiet as she rummaged through a box of decorations, a mischievous grin creeping onto her face when she found what she was looking for—a sprig of mistletoe.
Lexa, completely unaware, was standing on her tiptoes, placing a star near the top of the tree. Clarke slid up behind her and dangled the mistletoe above their heads.
"Well, well, Mrs. Griffin-Woods," Clarke began, her voice playful. "It looks like I’ve caught you under the mistletoe. Guess you’re my Christmas wrap-star."
Lexa turned, rolling her eyes but smiling. "That’s terrible, Clarke."
"Don’t worry," Clarke teased, stepping closer. "I’ve got more. Let me just say, I’m feeling pretty sleigh-ed by how gorgeous you look tonight."
Lexa chuckled, shaking her head. "You’re ridiculous."
"But you love me for it," Clarke said with a wink, leaning in slightly. "And you know, Lexa, I’d really like to jingle your bells tonight."
Lexa’s laughter bubbled out, and she swatted playfully at Clarke’s arm. "Clarke!"
"What?" Clarke asked innocently. "I’m just feeling festive. Speaking of which, you must be Santa, because you’ve got me saying ho, ho, ho."
Lexa covered her face, her laughter muffled by her hands. "Please stop before I die of secondhand embarrassment."
"Fine," Clarke said, pretending to pout. Then she grinned and pointed up at the mistletoe. "But you can’t ignore the rules. Looks like you have to kiss me."
Lexa looked up at the mistletoe and gave Clarke a fond smile before leaning in to kiss her. Just as their lips met, Everly walked into the room.
"Oh my God!" Their daughter exclaimed, dropping the bag of popcorn she’d been carrying. "Seriously? You two are gross! Kid in the room!"
Clarke turned to face Everly with an amused look. "Ev, this is mistletoe. It’s the rules. One day, you’ll understand."
"Yeah, no," Everly said, dramatically covering her eyes with one hand while pointing accusingly at the mistletoe with the other. "I don’t need to understand anything about you two and your weird Christmas flirting."
Clarke smirked. "Oh, come on, Everly. Don’t act like you’re not learning some top-tier material for your future. One day, you might want to impress someone by telling them, Are you a Christmas star? Because you light up my world."
"Mom!" Everly groaned, peeking through her fingers in exasperation. "Stop making it worse!"
"Fine, fine," Clarke said, holding up her hands in surrender. "But for the record, you’ve got my sense of humor, so you’re doomed."
Everly shook her head and picked up the popcorn she’d dropped. "If it means I turn out this cringe, I’m gonna be silent for the rest of my life."











