[Sorry this is so short but I wasn't feeling it today, you know? Happy 1st of December! May the Christmas madness begin.]

The first thing you notice when you wake up is the smell. It's probably around 8 am, suns coming up, and there's a heavy sent of gingerbread seeping under your door and making your room smell like a scented candle.

And then when you finally get up, pad to the den, it's like Christmas threw up all over the place. There's lights, candles, posters, more candles, mistletoe, and more candles.

Arms wrap around your waist from behind, but you don't react because you're too busy staring sleepily at the biggest Christmas trees you've ever seen.

"(Y/n)?"

You blink. "Look at all these big ass tree,"

Tony snorts. "Yeah, that's what I was kind of going for. You like it?"

"Yeah, I love it, but how did you-"

"Shh," he grins, steals a chaste kiss and pulls you towards the kitchen. "Just wait till you see the cookies Steve- Uh, I made. They're to die for."