As you and Baz were decorating the shared apartment for Christmas, you couldn't help but notice his odd behavior, as if he was keeping something hidden from you. However, you didn't seem to pay any attention to it.

As soon as you entered the living room, Baz halted you abruptly. His cheeks turned slightly pink as he glanced down at you, gesturing towards a mistletoe above, and chuckled with a hint of nervousness.

“Gotta do what the tradition says, right..?”