you are my home, my home for all seasons
John fiddled with the knobs on the old radio, trying to tune the frequency, changing radio stations until it played some Christmas jazz. Nik shook his head in amusement, hearing John's "Ah! Finally, some proper music!" from where he was in the small kitchenette. "Smells bloody good." John sniffed the air as he stopped behind Nik, peeking over the Russian's broad shoulder, humming the current song from the radio as he watched Nik stir the pot of red wine. Oranges, citrus peels, cloves and a couple of star Anises were floating on the surface. "Yes, it is just about done." Nik replied. "Wasn't sure the wine I grabbed would be any good." "It is good," Nik said simply, moving aside so John could grab their mugs from the shelf. "Even if it wasn't, spices are there to cover up the mistakes."
NikPrice Christmas Fic, the extended version of Something Green, Something Red.
Proofread by dearest @lucy-stone, thank you again!
Word count: 6,969 (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖)
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(would love to read your comments if you do give it a read!)
