head_psychic | Seen around. 'TIS THE SEASON!

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Seen around. 'TIS THE SEASON!

Because kissing under the mistletoe is an ancient and festive tradition... and it's important to share love at this time of year.

Two ways to play:

Request kisses.
If there's someone you'd like a kiss from, repost the picture above in a comment. Please be considerate--tag the muse's in-character contact post, or an old meme post, something like that. Don't tag a prompt response, a fic, or an RP thread. You may also post the picture to your journal, and mark the entry locked to whomever you want the kiss from.

Offer kisses.
If you're feeling particularly bold or adventurous, post the picture in your journal, note that it's open to all, and let people ask for kisses from you. Give them at least a sentence or two in response, though--none of this "*kiss*" nonsense, that's no fun.

Nice, season-ish meta kisses? Come on! (If only for the sake of shutting Shawn up, because he's been humming "Deck the halls" in my head all. Day. Long.)

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Like I would let this opportunity pass by Gus! XD

The rest of the night had been quiet and nice. Gus had driven his parents home, had stopped for a nice cup of cocoa and finally some warm Christmas feelings of togetherness. It was really late when he finally got home and parked the car. The fact of his newly improved and respected adulthood had made him politely decline the offer to spend the rest of the night in his old room - he still had a point to prove here. His mother had beamed at him, telling him to drive carefully and his father had given him a look of undisguised pride as they shook hands once more, accompanied by a hearty, man-to-man "Merry Christmas" and "We hear you".

Gus locked the car and yawned on the way to his apartment. After he stepped inside he took a moment to rest his back against the door, closing his eyes and letting out a soft sigh. He felt tired and really good and still a little mixed up from all the events of the past days.

Then he realized the light.

It was dull, flickering from time to time and came right out of his kitchen. Gus startled. Surely he hadn't forgotten to leave any Christmas candles burning? He stormed into the kitchen, ready to put out whatever of his furniture was burning there - and stopped dead track when he was surprised by the sight of Shawn who was frowning at the defective contact of some Christmas lights. "Dude! I thought you'd never get here. Those things are highly irritating. Where did you get these?"

"Shawn?" Gus slowly stepped closer. "What are you doing here? It's late."

"True. It is." He tugged at the Christmas lights and they stopped flickering for a while. "I forgot something."

"You forgot something?"

Gus found that highly unlikely but Shawn merely nodded. "Yes. You know, we've been running around all the time, given out Christmas presents, sharing the love, ran a marathon, bailed your parents out of jail..."

"Shawn."

"... solved a murder, even turned you into an adult, I mean who would have thought that..."

"Shawn!"

"But!" Shawn reached under the table and pulled out a small package. "I didn't come around to give you your present yet."

Gus blinked and looked at the gift. "My present?" He blinked again when he realized that Shawn was right. One thing had led to another so fast that they hadn't come around to give each other their presents. "Oh."

"Oh it is indeed. Go ahead, open it. Open it, open it!"

"It's not another snowglobe, is it, Shawn?"

Shawn bounced on his heels impatiently. "Well, why don't you just open it and find out?"

Gus' eyebrows shot up but he grinned a little at the boyish excitement of his friend and curiously unwrapped the package. "What's this?" He pulled out the thick, heavy, leather-bound album and frowned.

"Open it," Shawn continued to chant.

When he followed the instruction it and was immediately confronted with a huge printout of him and Shawn at the age of twelve, dangling from a tree, feet caught in their self-built snare. He flipped a page. Him and Shawn playing baseball at a slightly older age, Shawn looking determined and a little angry at the world in general and Gus remembered that this was around divorce time. Next to it was a very recent picture in front of the psych office which Shawn had originally taken for some advertisement. Given the fact that they looked like two goofs who had way too much fun posing in front of the camera they had finally decided against it.

"It's not chronological," Shawn explained, glancing over his shoulder. "Which makes it way more challenging."

"Where did you get these?" Gus asked, giggling at the sight of them at the age of nine after an experiment with his chemistry set went terribly wrong.

"Oh, you know, here and there. You got another two hundred and forty-seven pages to go."

"Two hund-!" Gus shook his head. He couldn’t fight the smile, coming along with the "This is really cool, man. Thanks a lot"

He eagerly turned the pages without looking up until he could feel Shawn standing close to him. Very close. Flailing-at-Gus-and-telling-him-it's-too-close close. Gus looked up, blinking in surprise. "Shawn, what are you doing?"

Shawn's eyes wandered upwards. "Mistletoe."

"Oh." Gus nodded, looking back at the pictures. Paused. Frowned. Looked up again. "What?!"

"Mistletoe," Shawn repeated casually. "Dude, you can't put a mistletoe up there and then not go through with it. That is pretty shallow. Santa will bring you coals."

"But I didn't put a mistletoe up th-"

Gus' complaints were muffled when Shawn leaned in close and simply kissed him, surprisingly calm and deliberate as soon as his lips touched his best friend's, softly, gently... protectively?

"Merry Christmas."

.... I'm totally speechless with awe.... but, seriously, the perfect christmas kissing thing, right there. I just, awww. *heart*

Aww, so sweet <3

I'm not awake... as true as that comment is for you and Gus, it's not meant for you ;P

STOP IT!! I have limited FANGIRLING ENERGY and you're using it all up!!! XD

Ah, what the hell, I can top up tomorrow!

*FANGIRLS*

Aww, so sweet <3

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