I glanced up at the ceiling when something brushed my head, only to let out a startled exclamation.
“Oh!” I had completely forgotten it was the holiday season, and someone had liberally decorated this doorway with mistletoe. Illia followed my gaze and let out an “oh” of her own. I looked down at her, suddenly feeling a little mischievous.
“Hey, Illia.”
“What?” I leaned down and kissed her, quickly and almost tentatively.
“Merry Christmas.”
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