(Hearing his friends' jeers, he looks up to find a sprig of mistletoe, challenging him to kiss the person beside him. He looks to the side to find his partner in this is looking rather flustered. Sensing their discomfort, he gently takes their hand and places a soft kiss to the back of it.) Don't worry, love. I won't force. (He says softly, with a bit of a chuckle, looking up at you as though you are nothing but royalty.)
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