Kissing under the mistletoe.

“Oh, you came.” The man says with a nonchalant tone of voice, looking up for a moment before allowing his lips to curve with a small smirk. “Wow, someone put effort today in their outfit.”

Of course, this statement caused a small yet characteristic bicker. Scaramouche loves annoying you for some reason and that is something that would never change.

After having an enjoyable time at the café, the two of you walk towards the nearest plaza in order to enjoy the lighting and decorations.

“Where are you going?” Scaramouche speaks with a playful tone of voice before gently grabbing your hand. He then pulls you closer, another smirk forming on his face. “Look up, sunshine.”

As requested, your gaze follows his and notice that the two of you were not only under a beautiful decorated tree— but there's also a mistletoe hanging from one of the branches.