"It's Chrismukkah," he said, as if that explained everything. "Dad's Jewish, Mum's Christian, so we did both." He snickered. "And if I get more gifts out of it, well. I can't complain."
He kissed Ronan back, but was mumbling about candy canes and chocolate fudge. Soon though, the kissing took over and he pressed agianst Ronan happily, twining fingers into his hair.
"Good. Mistletoe. Right." He grinned up at Ronan for a minute, and then remembered what he was supposed to be doing. "The tree! I have a process. Lights, then garland, then ornaments and finally tinsel."
He picked up a long strand of magical fairy lights, which would twinkle merrily once the charm was set. As Ronan stuck up the mistletoe, Ben started winding them around the tree, trying his best not to get tangled. He could have used a charm, but doing it the Muggle way was much more fun, even if he got tangled up a bit.