Merry Christmas (and optionally a bestrapstes Christ child / gifted exorcist Father Christmas)!
24.12.
Finn drank the cup of mulled wine. It was Christmas Eve, however, still morning. At the advent burned four candles and a tree branch, but was cleared quickly. She giggled and reached for the pack of sparklers, which lay on the table. In his pants pocket, she still had the lighter, which were taken from Freya had.
"we believe in the ignition?" She asked hopefully.
"Mm. But not inside, or I'll kill Stella! We take a walk, right?"
Finn nodded, slipped on her jacket, and fastened under at Aki. The snow fell in thick flakes, you could barely see his hand before his eyes. She lit a sparkler and watched the showers of sparks that burned up already in the air. She wanted to take several at once, because they burned down so quickly. She was urged to go further because they are the people rushing by encouraging them to pave their way with her elbow. They strolled through the streets, happy sparklers abfackelnd. Aki held her suddenly and pointed upward. A powerful, of mistletoe tied bow and both the midst of them. Actually, a wonderful excuse. She smiled slightly nervous, then he leaned forward and kissed her so here. She liked it, but it was too soon, like a breath of air. She had to say what she was tormented for so long and robbed her of sleep.
"I love you," she murmured, looking waiting for his reaction to his inscrutable eyes.
She was scared. Afraid that something could happen as then. Or thereafter. Aki smiled and ran down her cheek tenderly.
"Ditto," his voice was a soft whisper in her ear chased her shiver down the spine.
you knew that she did the right thing, that he would not hurt. It was good. His lips were velvety soft, they felt his heat, as they met hers. Finn wrapped an arm around him and pulled him even closer to him. Suddenly, there was no more cold, no time, no stopping. The moment seemed endless, but he was one. They also noticed not want the people around them had started to clap and whistle. In the front row of the crowd that had formed around the two, there was a girl, blue-black hair hidden under an Inca hat. She smiled and applauded, then to move on to a shrill whistle. Your intuition she had not abandoned, they had since she had seen Aki for the first time, knew that they would somehow manage. She pressed Michael's hand tenderly. In the end they all belonged together, Grandmother-Will is their heaven. Nock bent down to her and blew her a kiss on the forehead. It was wonderful ... and it was Christmas.
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