Who: Stefan Salvatore and Lexi Branson When: Backdated: Sunday, December 20th. Afternoon Where: Their place What: Evil Mistletoe strikes Rating/Warnings: Low/None Status: Complete
It had been snowing ever since the beginning of the month on and off, but Lexi was used to it now after the last few years, but she wasn’t really used to the whole shoveling thing, so she tended to let others do that. She was currently sitting on the porch, watching as Stefan did the shoveling and was very tempted to throw a few snowballs at him. If she did it while he was shoveling then she’d catch him off guard and he wouldn’t have time to run away with his vampire speed.
“You missed a spot,” She said, pointing at a small spot of snow on the walk and smirked.
“You could take care of it, you know.” Stefan called back. “I’m not used to this. I spent the last five years in a desert.” He turned to examine his work, looking for the empty patches where snow still blocked the path, and frowned. So many of Anna’s cute Christmas decorations were now covered in snow. Nothing would inflate unless he could unbury the things from the foot of snow that now laid on top of them.
“Well maybe I could.” Lexi stuck her tongue out at Stefan and got to her feet, which were encased in shaggy, black fur boots. Grabbing a nearby shovel, Lexi moved faster than the human eye could catch and within mere seconds the spot was clear and she was sitting on the porch once more, the shovel leaning against the house again. “You would have been done a long time ago if you used your speed, you know.”
He watched Lexi clear the snow with an appreciative smile, then raised an eyebrow. “I’m pretending to be a muggle.” Stefan said, turning the shovel up so he could lean against the handle in a very farmer-like way. “Gee, Lex, I sure am glad ya helped me white-wash this fence.” He kidded, taking on a thick, southern accent. Then he moved up toward the house to lean the shovel against the porch.
Lexi laughed, shaking her head, “That is an awful southern accent. Please don’t try that again.” Had there been any snow on the porch she would have thrown some at Stefan, “Why don’t you take a break and come sit down.” The front walk looked pretty good, no chance of anyone slipping and falling.
Stefan put the shovel aside and dusted his hands on his jeans. "Sure, sure, say that now. But then you're gonna be begging me for it one day, and I won't be able to put on that accent for you. You'll rue this day, I swear it." He moved up onto the porch and flopped down on the bench beside her. "What's next on our massive list of chores?"
“Yeah, somehow I doubt that.” Lexi laughed and shoved Stefan playfully once he was sitting beside her, “Next, we have to hang the wreath on the front door.” She gestured towards extravagant wreath that was leaning against the house near the front door. “And….are we supposed to hang more lights?” They had decorated the inside of the house and the lawn, but she was pretty sure Anna wanted more lights on the outside of the house.
“That shouldn’t be a problem,” Stefan followed her glance to the wreath, and wondered if they needed to put in a nail or if Anna grabbed one of those over-the-door hanger things. And he glanced up to look at the lights they’d already strung… there could always be more. Surely that was Anna’s thinking.
Something else caught his eye as he looked up, though. A little red ribbon tied around a sprig of mistletoe. He didn’t remember hanging that one…
Lexi glanced up to where Stefan was looking, “Did Anna put that there?” She wouldn’t put it past the younger girl and got up to stand by Stefan to get a better look. Once she was standing beside her best friend she glanced over at him and reached out to touch the side of his face with one gloved hand and turn his head towards her. She didn’t know why she was doing it, just that she couldn’t think of anything better to do at that moment.
It was almost like Stefan was having an out of body experience. Something deep in the back of his mind was flashing a claxon, but he didn’t really care. The only thing in the world that made sense in that moment in time and space was leaning forward and kissing Lexi under the mistletoe. So, that’s what he did. It felt odd--like this was supposed to be the strangest, most foreign thing in the world, but somehow it wasn’t. It was … kinda nice.
It was kind of nice. Stefan had certainly gotten better at this sort of thing since they’d been each other's’ first kiss all those years ago. It had been awhile since Lexi had kissed a guy and part of her wanted this to continue, but after a moment or two the realization of exactly what they were doing came over her and she pulled away, brows rising as she stared at Stefan, “Well, that was interesting.”
It was hard to tell his body to stop, but after a moment he pulled back. Something not quite a frown crossed his features--more like a look of confusion. But this was Lexi. She was safe, she was home, really. So kissing her wasn’t that uncomfortable. Even if it was a little strange. His body enjoyed it, that was sure. “...that was… something else.” He said. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something flying off into the distance. It was the mistletoe. Fucking Orange County.
Lexi noticed it too and she turned her head in the direction of the floating mistletoe, “Why am I not the least bit surprised?” Honestly, nothing surprised Lexi these days, not even floating mistletoe, which apparently made people kiss. At least that was what she was assuming had happened based on everything. “Well, I will say, you’ve gotten better since the first time.” She smirked at Stefan and reached up to ruffle his hero hair.
Stefan gave a little laugh. “It has been a few years since then,” he teased, then lifted an arm to drape around her shoulders. “C’mon, I need a beer.” He said, and was going to drag her inside if she didn’t come quietly.
“Beer sounds like exactly what I need.” Lexi was glad that her and Stefan had the sort of relationship where even something like a kiss couldn’t make things the least bit awkward. They were close enough that this was just another thing that they would laugh at in the future and considering they were vampires now, they had a lot of future to look forward to.