Festive prompts #5 & 6 with the Vagabond?
You saw Ryan’s jaw clench as you could hear the faint sound of carolers down the road. You grabbed his hand and for a brief moment, you could see him relax as he turned to look at you. He didn’t say anything as you turned and crossed the street.
“Remind me why I can’t kill the carolers?” he finally said as you two were halfway down the block.
“Because as fun as it is to break you out of jail and watch the police squirm as we do so, let’s save it for a more fun crime like a bank job,” you said nonchalantly as you squeezed his hand.
He still didn’t look pleased, “Fine but the real crime is them inviting themselves over to random houses and singing off key.”
“Well, lucky for you we live in a penthouse and the only caroling we might get is from Jeremy at three in the morning drunk off his ass,” you pointed out.
That caused him to finally crack a smile and lean over and kiss the top of your head, “The only acceptable form of caroling.”