Mistletoe
hello this is hela short Day 13 of Winter OTP Prompts
The concept of mistletoe was one lost to Night Watcher. The assassin could only tilt her head as Wind Sneaker presented one to her, practically beaming.
“In some cultures, mistletoe is symbol of love and friendship, which is where the practice of “kissing under the mistletoe” came from!
“Isn’t mistletoe actually a parasite spread by bird feces…?”
“That makes it less romantic, Night Watcher!”
“U-Uhm… I find… the concept of mistletoe to be… quite romantic…? Love is… quite poisonous, much like mistletoe…”
“Night Watcher!” The assassin flinched at Wind Sneaker’s tone, her counterpart looking upset. She held Wind Sneaker’s gaze, eyes apologetic, before the fighter finally sighed. She rested the mistletoe away, her smile not quite reaching her eyes anymore. “I suppose it is rather silly, isn’t it…”
Night Watcher didn’t reply. Instead, she reached her hand out, brushing her fingers against Wind Sneaker’s cheek. They followed her jawline, grasping her chin and turning the fighter to her. Night Watcher’s smile was small – she meant no offense. Searching her eyes, Wind Sneaker’s smile slowly grew to a tiny grin. It was then Night Watcher knew she was forgiven.
“As… charming as the concept is,” Night Watcher chose her words carefully, her free hand resting on Wind Sneaker’s waist as she stepped closer to her lover, “you do not need it to practice kissing.”
Wind Sneaker opened her mouth, but her words were silenced by Night Watcher’s lips. The assassin caressed her cheek, brushing her hair behind her ear before holding the back of her head, gently keeping the fighter in place. As if Wind Sneaker would object, circling her arms around Night Watcher’s neck and pressing herself as close as possible to the other.