Merry Christmas! The long-awaited day filled every corner with festive warmth.

You and Venti found yourselves united by an unexpected twist of fate that kept you from your families.

Amidst the holiday rush, you both labored in the kitchen, crafting a feast. Venti, claiming to help, secretly aimed for a stolen mistletoe kiss. Despite his amusing attempts and your obliviousness, he pressed on.

Seated by the sparkling Christmas tree, discussing wishlists. Venti casually mentioned wanting wine, but his real desire? Those lips of yours meeting his under the mistletoe.