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Happy holidays to your lips~

✾ MISTLETOE MEME ✾

• You are stuck under a random mistletoe.
• There is a note on said mistletoe.
• Whoever comes within range will be pulled under the mistletoe and also be stuck.
• Now you both have to do what the note says to get unstuck.

The "orders" range from cordial to making out, so state your preferences. Feel free to mix and match them, too. Here are your options:

1. Hug. Easy enough. Can be a simple hug or a giant bear hug.
2. Kiss on the cheek. For those who might be a little shier.
3. Kiss on the hand. For those who want to be...well whatever kissing on the hand invokes. Charming? Dashing?
4. Kiss on the lips. 1-2-3 KISS. This is the tame version of the next one.
5. Make-out for five minutes. As described on the tin.

stolen from empatheias

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[As Kitty presses her face into his neck he wraps his arms around her in a hug. Loose enough that she could easily break away if she wanted to, but firm enough to say he was there.

He's happy to just stay quiet for a long time. The problem with quiet is it give time for the mind to think. He was lucky enough that he and Meryl had never been an official couple. Always too scared of the danger it would put her in. He's smart enough to know that she might have been hurt if she knew, but she was also strong enough to move on.

He didn't know Winn enough to know how he'd feel about... whatever this ended up being.]

Are you still awake? [Suddenly realizing how long he's been quiet for. He whispers the question as what he has to say can wait.]

[She was very much awake. Her mind is crowded with thoughts and feelings, but just being held helps settle them back down so it doesn't feel like they're about to boil over uncontrollably which is good. She likes feeling like she has more control than that. Back home she kept everything very in check. Very in control. But there was a lot of pushing things away never to be dealt with so her time in Marina and Drift had been largely unpacking all that and once it was out to be examined it never really fit back in place as neatly as before. Probably for the best, but it often made her feel messy and weak. Still trying to find balance.

But when he speaks she shifts first, wondering if he's going to ask her to leave. Maybe he isn't comfortable with her still being in bed with him.] I'm up.

[If he's uncomfortable he doesn't show it with the way he smiles at her as she shifts. Or the way he still holds her gently to him.]

I just want you to know, that what happened tonight, if you want to keep quiet and not speak of it again? I'll do that. Or if you want to tell-- [Winn if he returns.]--people I'm okay with that too. Or something in the middle. [He's happy to take her lead as he's assuming she'll be the most hurt from tonight.]

Either way, no matter what. I'm not sorry for getting stuck under that mistletoe. [He at least has decided: No regrets.]

[She smiles softly at that and leans in to kiss him affectionately.] You're a good man, Vash. I'm not sorry for that either. [For other things maybe, but not for that.]

I...um... [She's not sure how to say this or if it needs to be said. But she started so she figures she'll find a way to keep going.] I'm still with Winn. [And still desperately wants that life with him. Not just out of some loyalty.] But I know I might never see him again. [She hates saying it aloud. She hates how real it feels.] I don't really know where that leaves me or him or us.

[She notices the way Vash speaks of it. As something that happened and whether or not to disclose it, but they're still lying naked together. It's still happening. And she wonders if it's his way of saying it shouldn't happen again too or not. It probably shouldn't.

But that didn't stop them the first time.]

That's fine. [He smiles lazily.] There is no need to rush and figure this out. [Unless Winn suddenly shows up. Then there will likely need to be a rush.] I've never been very good at planning and do better figuring things out as I go anyway.

Does that mean... You might want to do this again if it feels right?

...What I said didn't bother you? [Still worried she's going to hurt him or that she already has. Not that she thinks he was just dying to be with her, but... Well, she just wants to be sure.]

[His ears start to change to a soft shade of pink and he coyly smiles. Needing to not be looking her in the eye while he gets the courage to admit he really liked it. It would not look very good for him to answer her first question with a resounding, and loud YES.]

Well, I mean, if you think it feels right ever again. I, ah, I would certainly be alright with doing this again.

[He feels a bit like he was only forty years old again.]

And no, what you said didn't bother me. I don't expect you to ever stop loving Winn. I wouldn't want you to even try to stop. [He understands that he will never be who Kitty really wants to be with. He would never fault her for that. Expecting his love to never be returned is the life he's use to.]

[She would have smiled if he had. Maybe laughed a little too. But the rest of it is what she really needed to hear. He understood the whole time. It's a relief.]

Does that mean I can sleep over tonight? [She's not ready to return back to her lonely, much larger bed, surrounded by Winn. He's always with her. She's also still very much wearing his engagement ring even as everything else she was wearing is discarded for the moment. But it still seems overwhelming to go back to right now.]

Of course. [He was happy to hear it if he was being honest.] In fact, any time you want to sleep over you are welcome to.

[But he can't help himself to add at the end.] Clothing is always optional.

[Okay, he gets a laugh at that, fingers running through his blond hair that is mostly not standing up on it's own now.]

Was this really your first time? [It's not like she can think of any reason for him to lie about it, but it went pretty well and also...why and how could he wait so long and after all that waiting...why her? You know, when she's so obviously flawed and all.]

[Once again she's made his ears turn pink again.]

Y-yeah. It was. [But her tone sounds more unconvinced than sarcastic so he's pretty sure he wasn't terrible.] Although, I'm usually a really quick learner and well, I've ah-- read a few... romance novels... gave me... some idea.

[They're cute ears. Sometimes she embarrasses people just to see the blushing. Ask Khadgar. But in this case she's just curious and feeling safe and open with him enough to ask. Not that she's certain he'll answer.]

It paid off.

Why did you wait so long?

Well, a few reasons really. More recently it was the bounty. It was too dangerous to expect someone to be with me. To be close to Vash the Stampede was to paint a large target on your back. Can't think of anything much closer than this. [He gives her a quick squeeze to drive his point home.]

Before that ah, well. [He pauses as he tries to decide how much he wanted to say and how best to explain it.] I was worried about falling in love with someone and then having to watch them grow old without me. [It was devastating enough to watch a friend age and die. Knowing there was nothing he could do. What would it be like if it was someone he was in love with?]

That and I wasn't sure if ah-- being what I am... if everything would, well, work. If I ended up with someone and they wanted children one day would it be safe to even try? Could it be possible or would it just not work?

[And finally he had the idea of "saving it" for his one true love when he was younger, but Gunsmoke had quickly soured that idea.]

Okay, I can see where all of that would complicate things. [They are also long term concerns. Not the worry you necessarily have for a one-night stand, but the kind you have for someone you want to spend your life or some significant part of it with.]

Being different usually does.

Can I ask how old you are? [Oh, sure, that's where she feels the need to ask if she can ask.]

How come women can ask that but it's taboo for men?

[Yet he leans his head back against a pillow and appears to be counting for a moment.] I'm a hundred and thirty five now.

[Something about laying naked with a naked woman in his arms has left him feeling like being truthful.]

[She doesn't seem surprised or concerned about that number. Just taking it in. He's not the first immortal she's met.]

You can ask me my age. I'm twenty-two. Okay, it might make less sense to ask me now, but you still can. Also, I might be older. Marina was weird place.

Virtual reality. I have trouble trying wrapping my head around the idea. I can only imagine the shock that must have come from finding out.

Virtual reality. Also, I'm pretty convinced time moved differently there. I couldn't tell at the time, but once I got out I was pretty sure and Pavel thinks so too. Just not sure how long I was really there. Years I think. Not just 11 months.

[She snuggles in against him.] I think by the time I found out it was a virtual reality I already suspected something like that. So it was less a shock and more this...pervasive thing that I'm still having trouble processing. It's hard to shake the idea that maybe I never left. Maybe they just changed the scenario.

Hm. [He can't really deny it. He's never experienced virtual reality before so how could he know for sure they weren't in one now?]

Well, [He takes her hand in his own. In a way that he can make slow circles with his thumb around the back of her hand and over her knuckles. In a way that Rem use to comfort him.] I can tell you that besides getting to stop at different planets along the way this feels very much like what traveling in space was like.

Even more than that. If this is another virtual reality, well then, I don't think that should change us. All of us; as people. How we feel and our memories are still who we are. Our experiences and how we choose to act to them make us who we are.

If this is virtual reality? I don't think that right. Probably even less right then forcing people on a reality television show. But, if I find out it was? I don't think it would lessen the interactions I've had with people. Like tonight, even if this world isn't real, I will not regret or think less of this night and the fact that I was able to meet you here.

[If he found out she wasn't real? He'd be a lot more devastated. He doesn't want to say that out loud, however, as he so badly wants her at least to be real.]

[Her reply starts with a kiss because when he says extremely sweet things she doesn't always know what to say in return so demonstrations feel like they work better.] It always felt real there too, but the interactions were real. I know that. The feelings were real. If it's still a shared virtual reality then we're still really sharing this. [And while she may doubt if the the various aliens they run into are real she never doubts if her fleetmates are because she can't. That's too horrible to think about. Too lonely. Too sad.]

[Careful Kitty! Some say Vash is made of pure sugar!]

Good. And if it is a virtual reality world then that just means when we get out that we should do this all over again!

[He says it like a joke, but part of him is serious about that.]

[She is in so much danger! Especially because that actually makes her blush. She's not that easy to make blush.]

So, you'd consider yourself a fan?

Well, for the moment I'll consider myself a casual fan. [Just to drive the point home that he understands she doesn't mean this as something serious. At least, not right now.]

[She's less sure how to take that.] Angling for more practice?

[He laughs and gives her a kiss.] I don't know coach, do you think I need more practice?

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