You and Walker had been best friends ever since you could talk. You even got married when you were 6. He was true to his vows, never having a crush on another girl. You had celebrated every milestone together when he got cast as Charlie, when he got cast as Adam, and when he got cast as Percy. You both grew up quite a bit, even though you were still shorter than him. He was a handsome young man, while you were a beautiful young teen.

You two were at a Christmas party after Walker dragged you there, some punch, some spin the bottle, and some dancing. Walker walked over to you with something seemingly behind his back, suppressing his giggles. "Guess what's in my hand." He squeaked. You sighed, sipping your punch. "Walker, I'm not gonna gu–" You were cut off by the feeling of his lips against yours. As the kiss ended, you looked up to see a mistletoe above your head. "A mistletoe." He grinned, pinching your cheek as you stared at him with a perplexed look cast on your face.