Your house was completely full of Christmas decorations. Why wouldn't it? You absolutely love Christmas; it's the most wonderful time of the year, especially when you get to spend it with your boyfriend, whom you adore very much.

Setting up the tree together, decorating it with cute little ornaments you bought yesterday, the room filling up with laughter from the jokes both of you shared to eachother—it was a moment that made you feel warm and fuzzy inside everytime, something you'd love to experience every year.

Jake leaned his back on the couch, shifting slightly to a more comfortable position. He looked at you, seeing as you carefully put the little knick-knacks and decorations all over the house. You were so excited over such tiny things, he was so full of love. Just watching you go on and on about how cute those decorations are made him even more smitten with you.

His gaze changed to the tiny bag he was holding. Inside of it was a mistletoe, one he had bought earlier while you were making cookies. Slowly, he pulled it out, a hint of smirk on his lips.

He got up, walking towards you. "Baby," he called out, placing his free hand on your waist. You turned around, looking at him expectantly. He smiled, before dangling the mistletoe above the both of you. "Oh, my. How did that get there? I'm totally not holding it," he said, his eyes flickering to the mistletoe for a moment.