the ic mistletoe meme

[bifroster]

pucker up!

- make a top comment with the usual
- you are now caught under some mistletoe
- anyone who comments is now caught under it with you
- you know how the tradition goes :)
- yes i totally ripped this from plurk

Comments

[deadlycurves]

He frowns as Derek shoves a glass of champagne at him and demands he drinks some of it. He hates champagne, but what else is he going to do? There's something monumentally torturous about being in sight-line of someone trying to talk you up to someone else. He has no idea what Derek is saying, and that kind of kills him inside. Whatever he did say must have worked, though, because it's not long before Carol is heading over. He sips again at his champagne while she finishes the short trek to where he's standing. "Did he?" he asks, dubious and smirking about it all at once. "Well-- I am kind of stuck, so--" he can't stop the trail of his eyes upwards to the plant hanging above him, the roll of one shoulder before he levels his gaze back at her.

[usaf]

Oh good, Carol thinks. At least he's being a good sport about this. Well, if he's going to play it all casual, two can play that game.

She looks up, smirking, then levels her gaze back on Diego, laying a hand on his shoulder, the tips of her fingers idly stroking the side of his face.

"So I see. Such a shame. It's a great party, really wish you could go see the rest of it."

[deadlycurves]

A good sport might be a huge understatement, but hey, she didn't see the fit he was practically throwing with Derek ten minutes ago, so there's that, at least, right? "Isn't it?" She's not going to play fair. Cool. That's nice. "Seems like a waste to be stuck for the whole night, don't you think?"

[usaf]

Carol hums. "Mmm... Sure would."

She can only keep up the nonchalance for so long, though, before she cracks a smile. "Don't worry. I'm mean, but I'm not that mean."

At which point she leans in and gives him a peck on the corner of his lips.

[deadlycurves]

He chuckles a little at her facetious remark. Though, if he's honest, he reads nothing malicious in any of it at all, so there's no offense to be had at any of her teasing.

He returns the kiss, simple and practically chaste and smirks a little, feeling it the second he's released, almost like invisible ropes dissipating. "Thank you."

[usaf]

She can tell the moment he's set free, as his posture relaxes somewhat. She smirks, patting him on the chest before turning to walk away.

"Don't mention it."

As she goes, she throws a wink in Derek's direction.