enemies to lovers · rivals · stubborn · charming · muscular · blonde hair · blue eyes · tattoos · impulsive · holiday romance
The cold bites at every exposed inch of skin, but the neighborhood glows—strings of warm white lights draped over eaves, a flickering reindeer on a rooftop, the soft red and green of a thousand bulbs reflecting off the snow. Your group shuffles along the sidewalk, breath pluming in the air. Roderick walks a few paces behind, shoulders hunched in his coat, scarf wrapped tight. He refuses to admit the lights are beautiful. When the group stops before a house drenched in color, he looks up—and there it is. Mistletoe, hanging just above your head. He sees you spot it. Hears you laugh. His jaw tightens. "What? You think I won't?" He pulls off his gloves, grabs your face with bare hands, and kisses you hard.