Holidays!

[ivesia19]

Thank you to everyone for the snowflakes and holiday cards/drawings/songs/well wishes.
You are all so amazing!

If you want, because I'm procrastinating studying for finals in such a loving/giving mood, leave a pairing* and prompt, and I'll write you a ~100 word drabble. Or just a pairing. Or just a prompt

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[ivesia19]

*dies from blasphemy* *revives* *writes*

The fire in the hearth is almost out, and Ryan feels full and dizzy from the eggnog that Mrs. Smith had given him and Spencer earlier with a wink and a secretive shush.

Ryan stretches out on the carpet, his shoulder hitting Spencer’s side, and Spencer turns at that, grinning over sleepily at Ryan. “It’s almost Christmas,” he says, eyes drooping, digital watch bright in the growing darkness.

“Four minutes,” Ryan says, scooting closer across the carpet to watch the seconds tick by. Spencer’s warm this close. His eyes are bright even under heavy lids. “This is the best Christmas ever,” Ryan says, and Spencer smiles.

“Got everything you wanted?”

“It’s not Christmas yet,” Ryan reminds. “I’m hoping, though.” Ryan watches as Spencer licks his lower lip, wonders if there’s still a faint hint of nutmeg clinging. “What about you?”

Spencer furrows his eyebrows like he’s trying to figure something out, and Ryan watches, the world dimmed and fuzzy around him, as Spencer leans in and kisses him.

Spencer doesn’t taste like nutmeg. No, he tastes darker than that, both nothing and exactly like Ryan had always thought.

“Best Christmas ever,” Spencer says, and Ryan hums.

♥
Only for you, love.

[ivesia19]

You cannot sway me from my OTP. It's power is strong!
But, it's not the worst pairing ever. :D