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: Faith and Dean meet under a mistletoe.
Just a small ficlet that I wrote for a challenge in xoverland @ lj:
Faith entered the tavern, stomped her feet to get rid of the snow and then pulled of her coat as her eyes travelled through the room, taking in the atmosphere and people. No vampires… good. Probably no other evil creatures either, according to her slayer senses. With a bit of luck this would be a nice and boring evening. She hadn’t had one of those in months.
Walking towards the bar she tried to ignore the Christmas decorations. She wasn’t really in the mood for Christmas. Everyone was getting all sentimental and excited. But what was the point? It was still the same as always. Vampires, demons and other nasty creatures tried to kill people; she had to stop them. And drunk idiots tried to hit on her, like one did now. She quickly ordered a drink, then told the guy to get lost. He so wasn’t her type.
Gulping down her drink Faith’s eyes wandered through the room again. Maybe she should have moved on to the next town. This one seemed way too boring for her liking. And the guys really weren’t worth staying either. Then her eyes fell on a guy leaning against the wall a few feet away. Maybe she had been wrong about the guys after all. This one definitely was hot and he was watching her in a way that brought a grin to her lips.
Getting up Faith walked straight towards him.
“I guess this is your lucky day,” she said.
“Looks that way,” he answered and smirked in a rather confident way. She liked it. Then he closed the distance between them and kissed her. Heat welled through Faith and she pressed herself against him. Apparently this wasn’t a boring town after all.
When they finally broke apart Faith tried to catch her breath. He was looking down at her sheepishly, then pointed up. There was a mistletoe hanging above her.
“Couldn’t let that one slide.”
Faith grinned at him. Maybe not all Christmas traditions were annoying. This one actually seemed to be quite useful. Not that she had any trouble kissing guys she liked. But it was a nice way to get to the point right away.