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❛❛ Help me decorate the Christmas tree. ❜❜
CHRISTMAS STARTERS || accepting : @suntrusted
He’s working late at the small bodega – Abuela has been so kind to get a SMALL but, beautiful tree to display in window. He LOVES this holiday, find that it warms heart, and floods soul with such happiness. Nat King Cole plays on a constant loop in store ( he’s loved Nat since he was a kid – a love he supposes stems from his FATHER ). Peggy always stops by after hours, and HE never minds. Likes the way she so easily fits into his life Abuela already adores the youngest Schuyler sister, and Usnavi is finding that his heart SWELLS at the mere sight of curls as she round corner, and leans upon countertop when she comes into store.
❝ Ahora mismo ? ❞ He inquires as he KNOWS that he should be doing late night inventory – the clipboard already in fingertips, ❝ Pero Margarita, I don’t think I HAVE many ornaments here – ❞ SOMEWHERE in the back he KNOWS are the remains of his parents decorations that hadn’t been used in YEARS. A reminder that his Christmas isn’t QUITE complete ( though, he’s still surrounded in love ) ❝ I mean, I have my parents old decorations but, THEY haven’t been used in years … ❞ drifting off for a moment as brow furrows.
❝ I’ll get them out … Mi madre used to be in charge of all that. ❞ As he gestures with fingers to the back of store as she follows him, ❝ It used to drive mi padre insane – ❞ Usnavi breaks off into laughs as he goes to open the back storage closet. He’s METICULOUS with how his store is kept – upon the HIGHEST shelfs ( safe from ANY floods ) is a box labeled : Decoraciones De Navidad. Long fingertips reach for the box as he stands on tip-toes, and gets the box down. Hands said box off to Margarita as he then breaks into a warm smile, ❝ She would’ve liked to have known that the tradition was carried on … ❞ A fondness written all over features as he looks into Margaritas eyes, ❝ Girasol … it isn’t much but, it’s a start verdad ? ❞ He goes to see if there are ANY more boxes, and to his dismay there are none. ❝ Here’s to our first Christmas together – Feliz Navidad … ❞ going to take the box from her hands as he presses a sweet KISS to her full lips– KISS telling her what words cannot, that she was EXACTLY what he needed.