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12 Days of Rowaelin - Day 9: First Holiday Season Together

Rowan, Aelin, and their friends come together for a small celebration before the big party and they all go home for the holidays.

Warnings: Fluff; Innuendo | Word Count: 2,322 | Read on AO3

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a/n: Shhh...yes...it's still day 9. 👀 (I don't like to follow calendars.)

There's soooo much I could do here in this AU for this prompt. And maybe I'll do more next year for them. XD But, for now, happy holidays from the model students!

Also, going to stop numbering these, because with this, pretty sure I'm no longer writing them in chronological order. 😂 We'll see what happens next year if I hit stuff I didn't this.

I'll do aesthetic changes for the other ones another time.

"What are you doing?"

Lysandra paused, her fist raised and just a few inches from the door to Stag Senate. "Knocking on the door?"

Aelin rolled her eyes and shook her head as she walked past Lysandra and just opened it. Elide followed quickly behind her, Lysandra seeming far more tentative even as Aelin shouted out, "Hello!"

It was fair. Lysandra didn't know the house as well, or its occupants. But after about three months of dating Rowan, Aelin came over far too often to wait on someone opening the door. Rowan had even given her a key, for when the door was actually locked - something so rare Aelin still hadn't needed to use it. Apparently it caused a brutal discussion among the housemates when Rowan first brought it up, but Lorcan finally agreed when Rowan told him that he could also give Elide a key.

"HO HO HO!" a voice boomed behind a cheap, white beard that appeared in the entrance to the living area. Aelin couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Fenrys donning a full Santa Claus outfit. He'd even stuffed the pants and jacket to give himself a larger stomach. "MERRY CHRISTMAS!"

"Merry Christmas, Santa," Aelin replied as she, Lysandra, and Elide all hung up their coats on the coat rack.

"Before you go any further, you ladies have to kiss." Fenrys stopped with the falsely deep voice, pointing up at a sprig of mistletoe hung right above their heads.

Looking around, Aelin saw another one hung in the center of the archway into the living area, and one just over the base of the stairs, and another over the door to the bathroom. She had a feeling there might be one every five feet.

Elide huffed out a loud sigh, crossing her arms. "It doesn't count when you cover the whole house in it, Fen."

"Tell me that again when it's you and Lorcan finding yourselves under each sprig."

Elide blushed softly and Aelin had to roll her lips between her teeth to keep from laughing.

"Don't worry girls, Fenrys forgets that mistletoe can only be forced on a person once per party." Lysandra flung her arms around Elide and Aelin's shoulders, giving them each a big kiss on the cheek. "Now he can't trap any of us."

Fenrys narrowed his eyes, mischief flashing through them. "Well played, Ennar. Well played." He turned and started to lead them into the room, the three girls picking up their gifts from where they left them on the bench. "It's mostly set up for tomorrow night anyway."

Of course it was. The big, end of term holiday party. Fenrys had been planning it since Halloween and it was likely going to get crazy.

It was why they were all meeting for this smaller celebration the day before, instead of doing it the day after like originally suggested. No one expected to be out of bed before dinner that Sunday, though Aelin likely for a different reason than some of the others.

Thinking of, as she stepped into the living area her eyes fell on that exact reason, her heart picking up its pace as she met pine green eyes. The same ones she hadn't gone a day without seeing since September, and never planned to again. Except the upcoming two weeks of their holiday break before Rowan came back from Doranelle.

It was going to be hell, being away from him. She'd gotten used to having him around. And, knowing that come the end of the year they'd likely face far longer times apart with his work in the Air Force, she really didn't want to waste the time they could be together.

Thank the gods he was also close with Aedion. Her cousin would be hosting Rowan for the second two weeks of their break while Aelin and her family hosted Lysandra. Living right next door to each other would definitely have its perks.

Rowan smiled widely at her, walking around the counter and out of the kitchen to greet her.

"Ah! Before you two smush it, Secret Santa present in here," Fenrys demanded, holding out the large sack Aelin hadn't realized he was carrying.

With a small snort, Aelin placed the long, thinner wrapped box she was carrying into the bag, keeping the other, more square-like one in her hands. Once he had the gift, Fenrys stepped away to get Lysandra and Elide's and Rowan strode forward.

Just two steps and he was enveloping her in his arms. She wrapped her own around his waist and looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest. "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you as well," he chuckled, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on her lips. He tried to pull his head back, but Aelin was too fast. She brought her free hand up to the nape of his neck and pulled him down for a deeper kiss. He didn't seem to object. Rowan tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her as close as physically possible.

It didn't last long and Aelin found herself pouting as Rowan successfully pulled himself away.

He chuckled softly, flicking her pushed out lip. "Later. We have company now."

"I am the company," Aelin argued as he dragged her toward the sitting area.

"Barely." Rowan sat down on one end of the couch and pulled Aelin into the spot next to him, so close she was practically on his lap.

Luckily for them, Lysandra was nestled across Aedion where he sat in one of the arm chairs, distracting him enough he didn't mind Aelin's more public display as she tilted her head and started to kiss his neck.

Rowan groaned. "Fireheart," he whispered, bringing up one hand to tangle into her hair and pull her head back. He leaned in and brushed his nose against hers. The closeness was like a blessed relief, like the taste of warmth after treading through snow. "Later."

"Fine." She practically threw her back against the couch and rolled her eyes.

"We have snacks!" Connall cheered, walking into the living room with three different bags of chips and a plate filled with a variety of cookies.

Lysandra huffed out a small laugh. "So classy."

"Trust me, this is better than asking one of us to try and make something." Connall placed everything on the coffee table and then started asking everyone what they wanted to drink.

Within another ten minutes they were all set up and ready to start the gift exchange. Fenrys stood, letting out another booming, "Ho ho ho!" He then reached in and handed the first gift to Aedion.

It was amusing, watching everyone open each other's gifts, though Aelin's favorite part was when they got to the one she was giving.

She'd pulled Lorcan. Go figure. But, with a little help and agreement from Elide, she'd thought of the perfect gift.

His face was priceless as he pulled out the skimpy, tiny, deep purple lingerie piece. "Um, Santa, I don't think this will fit me."

"No? I could've sworn that was your size," Aelin cooed, resting her chin on her hand and covering her mouth with it to hide the smile.

"Why the hell would you give me this?" he practically spat. Aelin didn't miss the way Rowan's arm tensed slightly where it rested around her back.

Aelin simply sighed and rolled her eyes. "Because the only way I could handle giving you a Christmas gift was if I made it a gift for a friend as well. But don't worry, she was in on it and gave me the okay to do this."

Satisfaction came in the form of pink ear tips on Lorcan, noticeable because he currently had his shoulder-length hair pulled into a bun. He grumbled his thanks and shoved the piece back into the box before leaning so far back into his seat Aelin thought he might disappear through it.

"That was wicked," Rowan purred in her ear. His breath caressed her cartilage and sent a chill down her back.

"Oh, please. It's one of the best gifts given so far and he's going to be extremely grateful tonight." Aelin smirked up at Rowan, savoring the glint in his eyes.

"But we may not be," Rowan chuckled, pressing a kiss to her temple as Santa Fenrys continued to hand out the gifts.

Once all gifts were given the group broke apart for more private celebrations. Fenrys and Connall left first, heading out to one of the bars to meet up with friends and 'find somewhere else to sleep tonight'. Aedion and Lysandra didn't stay much longer, and to Aelin's surprise, Lorcan and Elide decided to leave with them and go to Elide's place. Leaving Rowan and her all alone in the house.

Aelin wasn't going to complain. Giving him her gift by the Christmas tree was so much nicer than doing it in his bedroom just to have some privacy.

Rowan poured them each another drink and then dimmed the lighting so that the tree could really shine.

When he returned to the couch, he also had a present tucked beneath one arm along with the drinks.

"Ooo, what's that?" she asked excitedly, looking at the neatly wrapped present. Green with a silver bow.

"Just something for Aedion I forgot about, hoping you could give it to him." Rowan beamed down at her as she scrunched her face, pulling her close and kissing the top of her head. "It's for you. Since I didn't pull you in Secret Santa."

"Well, I'm glad you didn't. Now I get two gifts!" Rowan laughed with her as he handed her the package. It wasn't perfectly cornered like a box, and it felt both soft and hard.

Without waiting Aelin tore off the wrapping, finding herself holding a letter-sized book. It was spiral bound, but with thick spirals that wouldn't easily bend. The cover was like leather - or maybe real leather, she couldn't tell - a solid turquoise except in the center where Fireheart was engraved in gold.

"Rowan," she sighed softly, opening the book to find a year's worth of planner pages, one page per day and a month layout at the beginning of each one, exactly as she liked it. "This is amazing."

"Thought you might like a more elegant diary," he explained. "This one also includes goals pages, some list pages, and it comes with a bunch of stickers and flags you can use to emphasize certain events or for other reasons."

She smiled up at him, a warmth pooling in her eyes as she threw her arms around him. "I love it! It's absolutely perfect."

Aelin pulled back in time to see the soft flush on his cheeks. "It's refillable, too. So we can always order more pages and stickers and what not."

Laughing, she pressed her lips to his before he ran out of breath trying to explain the gift as if she didn't already cherish it.

He kissed her back, begging entry into her mouth with his tongue, but she only nipped at his lip and then pulled away.

"My turn." She grabbed the box from the console table behind them and handed it to him, her leg shaking slightly as she hugged the planner to her chest and watched him.

Rowan was smiling as he undid the giant bow she placed on it and then pulled apart the wrapping paper as if he were trying to save it.

The box inside was just a plain box, and it had him furrowing his brows a bit as he opened it to see what was inside. She didn't miss the way his eyes widened as he pulled out the little aircraft model and Air Force action figure.

Holding up the guy, Aelin's lips curved further upward at the sight of the figure's silver hair and tattooed forearm, the flight suit's sleeves rolled up on him. But Rowan was looking intently at the chest as he read out, "Buzzard."

She couldn't help but laugh as his eyes snapped to hers.

"It's me!" Aelin nodded excitedly, her smile only growing as Rowan's did. "And I have my own plane!"

"And you can even sit in it," she added, holding up the model so Rowan could bend the legs of his little action figure and slide him in.

He chuckled, taking the set from Aelin and looking at them closely. "This is great."

"Now you know what you'll look like when you're all suited up and ready for action."

Rowan's lips shifted into a crooked half-smile as he placed the model down on the coffee table. "And…what did you think about how I'll look?" He slung one arm over the back of the couch and slid closer to her.

"I liked the aviators," she offered, putting on as sultry of a tone as she could while still smiling like an idiot.

"Really?" He let his eyes roam over her body, taking the planner from her as he did and setting it next to his own gift.

Aelin nodded, moving her body closer to his. "And the way your hair was a bit tousled." She brought one hand up and brushed it through his hair, messing it up slightly.

"Both of those things can be arranged before I graduate." He leaned in, teasing his nose against her neck.

"Let's start with the hair. I need your eyesight at 100% for what I want to do with you." Rowan groaned gently against her throat and Aelin giggled, her entire body feeling light and warm and completely alive.

He lifted his head and caught her eyes, just a gentle curve now resting on his lips. He brought a hand up to her face, cupping it and caressing her cheek with his thumb as he leaned in and kissed her softly. "Merry Christmas, Aelin," he sighed, leaning his forehead on hers.

"Merry Christmas, Rowan."

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