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"Well, well, welllllll. We meet again!" Luke grinned, meeting Darcy under the mistletoe for what had to be the 12th time that night.
Focused on nothing but her as the noise of the rest of the party and the sway of the ship as their crewmates partied the night away was washed out.
As usual, she was decked out in all black but it was Christmas-y enough that none of their friends gave her shit for it. Her long black hair was braided and she was even decked out in her best gothy makeup (the expensive kind he'd gotten her last month for her birthday, he was sure).
She rolled her eyes, unsuccessfully trying to hide a smile as she took a step closer to him. "Not that surprising. We always seem to find each other, even on a ship as big as this one is."
"Yeah. What a coincidence."
Their relationship wasn't that new. They'd been together since they were 13 and they were 16, now. Yet they were still in the 'honeymoon phase' as his dad liked to call it.
Luke hoped they never grew out of it.
Darcy leaned in close. Giving him a mischievous smile. "I'm starting to think that it isn't a coincidence."
"I guess you can say I'm like Santa Claus. Always-"
John cut Luke off by jumping on his back "MISTLEFOE BITCH!"
"OW! WHAT THE FUCK, FACILIER?!"
"Did you just say Mistle-FOE ?"
*Five Minutes Before*
"Why the fuck do we have a mistletoe? Almost everyone here is single or a little kid." John groaned upon arriving to find the aforementioned decoration, glaring at it as if it had personally offended him.
His twin sister, Kallani—or Clever, as their friends had taken to her—just shrugged as she stripped off her coat and hung it on one of the hooks on the wall. Almost tripping over Skelebar as the toddler ran past her—and was nearly mowed down by not-so-little-little Levi as he ran after her.
"You know how Hannah likes to go overboard with decorating. I mean.... Just look at that—" she gestured at the skulls that were mounted on the wall with stockings hanging from their mouths. "I'm sure she didn't really think about how if anyone is actually kissing they're probably not gonna like it."
"I ain't kissing Luke if I end up under the mistletoe with him." John made a face at the thought, crossing his arms.
"No one's gonna make you kiss Luke" Kallani rolled her eyes. "Or anyone else for that matter. I don't think anyone here is gonna wanna kiss you anyways."
"What do I do if I DO end up under the mistletoe with him?"
Kallani paused.
It was quiet for a moment before she shrugged and said what she never should have "then turn it into a Mistle-FOE and fight him."
Then, upon seeing the look in her brother's eye, she added "I said fight. Not maim or kill. Hannah will kill both of us if you do that."
John pouted even though later he'd deny that he did. "You fuckers are no fun."
"Hey, I don't make the rules I just enforce them. Now let's go find something to eat. "
Kallani winced, remembering the previous conversation as Luke, Darcy, and John started fighting.
"Whoops."