Kiss me at midnight.

[heatedrod]

Johnny Storm was well versed in the various traditions that came with various parties, and having someone to lay one on at the stroke of midnight was in his top three, beat only by Mardi Gras beads and mistletoe

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[polly_okeefe]

I'd always thought that the midnight kiss was a somewhat silly tradition, but then I'd only had it performed by my parents and, reluctantly, by other siblings. But then last year there was no midnight kiss, and the prospect of facing that again made me lonely and frustrated. And though I'd drunk nothing more than mango juice, a resolution grew inside me to do something about it.

So, as midnight approached, I searched through the party, looking for Bridge.

[OOC: Midnight kiss also spoken for!]

[echolls_cursed]

People were counting, and Logan was searching around for Jack, moving through people and glancing around.

Honestly though, after a night of watching Jack flirt, he wasn't set on the midnight kiss anymore. Not after the way Jack had danced with Abby or kissed certain people.

The countdown was getting closer, and his heart felt heavy as he went still in the crowd. He loved Jack, but god he hated these parties.

(Feel free to tag, but his midnight kiss is spoken for. :))

[captainjack]

Jack knew exactly where Logan was. He'd been watching him from the corner of his eye nearly all night. As the clock ticked down the minutes, Jack closed in on his husband. Just as the countdown started, he eased up behind Logan.

"Looking for me?" he asked. "You'd better be looking for me. I've been waiting for this all night."

[echolls_cursed]

Leaning back, all was forgiven, at least for the moment, and he turned around slowly to look at the other man.

"I thought maybe you'd found someone else to kiss," he replied, draping his arms around Jack's neck. "I'm glad I was wrong."

[captainjack]

"As if," he snorted. "You promised this one was mine. You wrote it down. Like I'd ring in the new year with anyone but you."

And to prove it, he grinned and mouthed along- three, two, one -and then he caught Logan's face in both hands and kissed him. It was intimate and deep and unlike he'd ever kissed Logan in public before.

[mutant_gi_jesus]

Cable was perhaps too confident in his own ability to be intimidating, given how drunk everyone was, but he didn't feel the need to make himself scarce once the countdown approached. He was quite comfortable where he was, after all. And he felt it unlikely that anyone would dare try to kiss him.

Especially since he'd spent most of the night glaring at anyone who looked too openly joyful.

[Open to anyone who wants him.]

[colbert_bump]

Stephen never found his ice cream. Sure, he found tons of other yummy things, but he had really wanted the stupid ice cream.

So as he stood around during the countdown, he had no problem glowering at the world, feeling somehow more alone than ever.

[..distract him with kissing? idk ;P]

[refugeforlosers]

As much as Frank knew Stephen would protest afterwards, if not during, he still snuck up behind the man and surprised him with a solid kiss on the mouth. The countdown had only just begun though, people were yelling nine and eight, but Frank knew better than to steal his friend's midnight kiss, if he wanted to give it to someone else.

[colbert_bump]

Just like last year, people were attacking each other out of nowhere with their mouths. It was so...unsanitary. Or something.

Stephen instinctively jerked back, then saw that it was Frank, so it didn't count. Therefore, he had no problem with actually kissing back briefly, because again, it didn't count.

Easy.

[refugeforlosers]

Surprised (somewhat pleasantly he decided after a moment), Frank pulled back, held up a hand - "Happy New--wait" - and took a large step away before dropping it. "Year. Okay, now you can flail and shout and cause a scene." Just as long as Frank was out of arm shot.

[lt_blade]

Sonya wasn't so much drunk as she was a little more mellow and given endorphins via chocolate. She felt safe in knowing that, remaining a little outside of the crowd, she wouldn't have to kiss anyone.

She would also say that the blush in her face was caused by alcohol, and not remembering what Harry told her last week.

[attractive, single and good humored, blonde woman open for any one who wants her.]

[realnicetrip]

"Hey, what're you doing all the way over here?" Harry called out. He was drunk, inevitably, and he hated to see a pretty girl acting like a wallflower.

He made his way up to her, and caught sight of the clock.

"Oh, look at that, it's nearly midnight," he remarked. Well. All things considered he'd only disappoint her, but it was better than leaving her to see in the new year alone. He pulled her down slightly by one shoulder, leaned up, and gave her a quick, chaste peck on the cheek. (Kitty could hardly object to that.) "Happy New Year, Sonya."

[lt_blade]

"Waiting for my fairy godmother, but I heard she and Prince Charming ran out together." She answered back with a smile.

Sonya helped him out by leaning forward a bit. She heard him talk about her enough to get that he respected Kitty, but she could appreciate a sweet gesture. "Happy New year, Harry."

[realnicetrip]

"I'd say here's to many more, but hopefully not here," Harry said, raising the glass in his hand.

"Seriously, though, why're you hanging back? Not enjoying the party?"