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[tomaytow]

christmas date with venti and you’re both wandering in this one area (a field, a park?) and it’s filled with christmas lights. 🎄🌟

modern au. possibly a continuation of this post. a little suggestive.

you may or may not have taken a lot of photos of him beaming at the colorful and glowing decorations. you’re already planning on printing them as soon as you get home to put it on your wall, and also posting it on your social media for some flexing.

(one of your fav picture by far is when he grabbed you by the hand and pulled you to this one, blue green lantern that seriously reminded you of him)

and while you’re busy admiring his pictures in your camera, you miss venti’s fond gaze. unbeknownst to you, he’s simply basking into the moment and capturing this wonderful memory for him to reminisce later on.

if you do catch him in the act, though, you tease him for this (even though you’re a little embarrassed as well. whenever venti’s attention is on you, you always feel flustered.)

“you’re staring.”

venti’s gaze turns even fonder. “yes.” he looks like he wants to say something more, but refrains on it.

before you know it, he approaches you slowly. venti lifts your chin up using his thumb and index finger, and closes his eyes.

you feel those amazing sparks once more—as if you were back in that same spot when you realized that you had fallen in love with him—when he finally locks his lips with yours.

+ i don’t know how to become sentimental anymore but time passed—estimating 10 mins—and you both still haven’t let go of each other.

children cheer and sing in the distance, filling the chilly air with more christmas spirit. the night goes on and yet instead of you two making your way to the highlight of this event – you two are occupied being intimate with one another.

there are muffled moans from venti. he tightens his hold on your waist, and you wrap your arms around his neck to bring him closer.

he parts away from you—just a little—and you can still feel his breath mingling with yours.

his eyes are hazy, clouded with so much love and passion (and maybe even something else) and his cheeks are coated a scarlet red – like the color of his scarf that he’s wearing. he murmurs, “we better go, love.”

you blink slowly, “why…?”

he chuckles and leans in to give you another peck on the lips—it only lasts for five seconds. “we have to watch the lights show, remember? the one you so desperately wanted to see.”

your eyes widen. oh. right. the lights show. yes. you’ve paid tickets for it – they were incredibly expensive—you’ve waited for it despite the hassle and frustrations—and yet… “i…i don’t wanna.” you avert your gaze as you admit, “…m… wanna continue kissing you more. wanna kiss you here.”

venti gawks at you for a brief moment, before he breaks into a fit of giggles. it still sounds beautiful. “oh, windblume, you really just can’t get enough of me…”

you hide your face in his chest. you can feel it vibrate when he giggles again. well, it’s true. what’s he saying is true. you can’t deny it. you just really can’t get enough of him.

“alright… once we get home, or maybe after the lights show, you can kiss me more…” venti suggests, and cards his fingers through your hair gently. tenderly. “or maybe even better… ehe, if you want, maybe we can go to the farthest side of the venue and as they showcase the lights…”

he dips his head down so you can hear his whisper properly. “you can kiss me. or i can kiss you.”

+ + bonus: blushing at the thought when it’s venti who guides you all the way to the venue and you can’t stop thinking abt what you guys are going to do once the event starts…

after you’re both seated, your hands are still intertwined and you don’t know what expression venti is making. it causes your heart to beat erratically in your chest and despite the ac on full blast, you feel hot.

when the lights turn off, and the lights show begin, you grip venti’s hand. he allows you to grip it.

he inches a little closer.

“windblume,” your stomach drops and you feel all your hairs stand up when his lips touch your ear. “kiss me.”

when you two get too far though, it’s venti who’s the responsible one this time and boops your nose. he reminds you to watch the lights show. even though there’s a part of him that didn’t want you to, since he’s in the same situation – he wants more. but the lights show is important to you, too.

(ah, you silly windblume.)

but… you don’t regret making out with him though, not when he’s blushing the whole time during your ride home.