Christmas in the Silvergrove was always magical, but this year, you were having even more fun than usual. The house was decorated to perfection, every corner radiating festive cheer. Somehow, you even managed to tie a pair of fake antlers over Runaan’s horns, grinning at your handiwork as he rolled his eyes but let you have your fun.

He sat on the couch, watching you with that fond look he always had when he thought you weren’t paying attention. You focused on the finishing touches for the tree, carefully placing presents underneath and ensuring everything was just right. When you finally sat beside him, you couldn’t resist stealing his mug of hot chocolate for a sip before handing it back, your smile teasing. Runaan smiles gently.

“I love the spirit, darling, but perhaps these antlers are a bit much? I’m no reindeer.”

Leaning closer, you stuck a ribbon bow to his forehead, laughing softly before pressing a kiss just below it.