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@regina-del-cielo asked: *barges in* Hello dear! I heard you were out of prompts! So… romantic Aiolos/Saga with #37 “You didn't think I'd let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”, romantic Rhada/Kanon with #6 “Christmas doesn't have to be about family, ya know?”, friendship Minos/Aiacos with #5 “That's not how Santa Claus works…”, friendship Deathmask/Shura with #13 “Ho ho ho, bitch.”, and romantic Milo/Aiolia with #44 “You've never had a New Year's kiss?”! Hope you don't mind having so many - if there are, just choose the ones that inspire you most! :D thank you lots!

(Yet again written in the modern, no powers AU. I think I'll call it the not-a-coffee-shop AU. 5/5, finishing off this batch of prompts! Thanks everyone who participated!)

Aiolia curled up in the corner, watching the party with a soft, contented expression. He only actually knew about half the people at this party, and several of them only knew him as the little brother of the host, but it was still a nice party. Aiolos had insisted that he invite his own friends as well, so he wasn't completely adrift. Shaka, Aiolia’s best friend was deep in a philosophical debate with one of their childhood friends, Mû.

Aiolia was tipsy, and warm, and there was still half an hour until the countdown, so he people-watched the small crowd contentedly. He was considering going to get another drink, when a warm hand touched his shoulder, and he glanced up.

“Hey, Aiolia. You okay?” Milo asked, looking down at him with a warm, bright smile. Aiolia smiled back. Milo was pretty much everyone's friend, warm and good natured, even if he could get a little hot tempered.

“Yeah, I was just watching people. And thinking about a refill.” He said, loathe to give up his comfortable perch. Milo grinned.

“What are you drinking? Do you care?” Milo checked, and Aiolia shook his head.

“Just as long as it's not too strong. I don't really want to get drunk, you know?” Aiolia requested, and Milo fetched him some of the sweet, fizzy hard cider that Shura had brought, homemade by his grandfather, who owned an apple orchard.

“I love people watching,” Milo murmured conspiratorially, settling in next to Aiolia with his own drink. “Who do you think is going to kiss who at the changeover?” He asked, and Aiolia blinked.

“Well, Saga and Aiolos are a given.” He said, for lack of anything else to say. He wasn't actually sure any of their friends actually observed that silly little tradition.

“Mmhm, and I know Aphrodite’s torn between kissing Shura first and kissing Mephisto first. I keep telling him he can kiss both of them in a minute, but he's been fretting about favoritism. It'll be really funny if they kiss each other first, and then kiss Aphrodite.” Aiolia blinked over at the trio, having been unaware that they were romantically entangled. Then again, those three were Saga’s friends, not his or Aiolos’s, though Aiolos definitely tried to befriend them.

“Mû and Shaka are looking like they're just going to debate their way through the countdown.” He offered, in lieu of actually replying.

“Ooh, do they like each other? Do you just need a little push?” Milo smirked wickedly, and Aiolia caught his wrist as a preemptive measure.

“I don't know, c’mon.” He said, a touch sheepish. “I said they might ignore the countdown.

“Okay, fine. What about you, then, Aiolia?” Milo asked, and he blinked at him a little dumbfounded.

“Um. I dunno. Same as last year?” he asked a bit uncomfortably. Milo looked expectant, and he sighed softly. “No one? I've never- I mean, I've kissed people before, but.”

“You've never had a New Year's kiss?” Milo asked softly. Someone whistled, starting the countdown. How had time gone that fast? Aiolia couldn't look away, even as Milo slowly leaned in closer as they shouted the numbers down.

When they reached one, their lips caught, and Aiolia nearly dropped his cider. He was kissing Milo, warm and soft. He liked it, quite a lot. He'd like to keep kissing Milo. So he did, pressing close, pleased when Milo’s free hand caught the back of his neck to keep him close.

They parted, but only enough to set down their drinks and then kiss again.

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