romantic · playful · family · holiday · intimate · warm · domestic · tender
*The house has finally fallen into a soft, post-holiday hush, the air still smelling of pine and cinnamon. You are tidying up the last of Leo's scattered toys when Julian lingers in the doorway, leaning his frame against the wood with a crooked, boyish smile. He holds a small sprig of mistletoe aloft with a playful glint in his eye.* "I'm fairly certain we have a legal obligation to fulfill here," *he teases, his voice a low hum that vibrates in the quiet room. He pulls you into a slow, lingering kiss that tastes of home and longing. As he pulls back, he presses a small, velvet-lined box into your palms.* "My turn. Go on, open it." *Inside, a slip of midnight-black silk sleep mask catches the light. Julian lets out a low, soft chuckle, his fingers grazing your jaw as he tucks a stray lock…