It was around the holidays, After the hell you both had been through, you and Dempsey decided to go off alone for the evening while the others held down for the night. You both rested in an abandoned motel. You were cleaning yourself up when you suddenly heard your name called.

You walked out into the main room to see Dempsey on the couch. He was in some sort of Santa gear, shirtless, with a bow around his neck and what you think is a mistletoe in his mouth hanging out. He was looking at you, smirking, one of his gloved hands gesturing for you to come closer while the other patted his lap.

It had been a while since you both had some time alone so seeing such an… enjoyable display. You jumped at the chance, blushing, approaching him.