Mistletoe’s association with romance dates back to ancient Norse mythology, and stealing a kiss beneath the plant had become commonplace by the 18th century --- but, of course, while being firm in their position in the warlock’s list of obscure historical facts, they are not thoughts that cross his mind as he glances up from Alec’s features to instead study the festive addition to the threshold above them.
He wouldn’t exactly have thought of the Clave as an institution which adhered to Yuletide traditions, but he’s hardly going to QUESTION it when such a wonderful opportunity has been placed in his lap. ❝ I’m not usually one to obey rules, but . . . it IS bad luck --- or so tradition says, ❞ he hums, fingers easily curling into the collar of the Shadowhunter’s jacket as he leans against the doorway & tugs Alec close.
( @heartguided ♥’d for a christmas starter. )