TITLE:  Mistletoe

SHIP:  Kiani

WRITTEN BY:  Salty  :P

enjoy! :D

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{wills pov}

I paced back and forth in front of the television, Zach looking at me like it's obvious.

"Dude, just tell 'em!" he claimed.

"Dude, it's not that easy.." I told him. We were at the annual Christmas party our friend Jon hosts each year. It's about an hour into the party, and I've been ranting to my friend Zach how I wanted this guy Jordan to notice me, as I have had a crush on him since the 7th grade. Everything about him just seemed perfect: his mop for hair, emerald orbs for eyes, his cute but itchy red and green striped Christmas sweater. I could see past the flaws; he just came out, perfect to me.

"Say... I've got an idea," Zack interrupted my thoughts, nudging me.

"Hmm? What is it?" I asked, cocking my head.

"You'll see.." He walked away, a cheeky grin on his face. Confused, I turned around, walking away to the kitchen. I picked up a stocking-shaped cookie from the counter, taking a nibble out of it, walking back into the living room. However, without looking where I was going, and I bumped into someone, falling into their arms.

"Oh my gosh, dude! Are you okay?!" the kind voice frantically asked. I immediately recognized the voice; I lifted my head, gazing into the familiar emerald-green eyes.

"J- Jordan?" I stuttered, his hands still wrapped around my stomach.

"That's my name, heh," he chuckled, and I giggled. He helped me stand, and I scratched the back of my neck, as I felt extremely awkward.

"Glad I was there to catch you, ey?" Jordan asked, his cheeks tinting a slight pink, whereas mine were as dark as a tomato.

"Heh, yea.." I muttered, an innocent look on my face. Suddenly, I heard shouting, from a familiar voice..

"YO! Look who's under the mistletoe, Mitchell!" I heard Zach's voice chant. I looked at Jordan, and we both looked up, staring at the mistletoe that hung under the archway we stood under. I stared at him, blushing hard, until music started playing. I turned my head, seeing Mitchell skipping through songs on the tape, until it stopped on Justin Bieber's "Mistletoe". How cliché. I quietly sang the lyrics to myself.

Aye, love, don't you buy me nothing
'cause I am feeling one thing, your lips, on my lips.
That's a merry, merry Christmas.

It's the most beautiful time of the year,
Lights fill the streets spreading so much cheer.
I should be playing in the winter snow,
But I'mma be under the mistletoe.

I don't wanna miss out on the holiday,
But I can't stop staring at your face.
I should be playing in the winter snow,
But I'mma be under the mistletoe.

I stared at Jordan, seeing he was singing along as well. I faintly giggled, and he took my hand in his, squeezing it lightly. He leaned over to me, whispering in my ear;

"We can't just not kiss now, right?" he whispered.

"I- I..." was all I said before he leaned down, locking our lips together. I was in shock, but then closed my eyes, placing my hand on the back of his neck, turning it into a more heated kiss. We departed lips, and I could tell he was shocked as well. That was until a small smirked appeared on his face.

"Wanna finish this at my place?" he asked seductivly, nibbling on my ear, making me faintly moan.

"Sure.." I muttered. He snaked his hands around my waist, placing his hands on my bum, lifting me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and snaked my arms around his neck as he bolted out the door. I giggled, faintly hearing his friend Ryan's voice, and Zach's as well.

"When I get home you better be done gettin' laid!"

"You're welcomeee!~"
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