When dreams come true...

The house is filled with a sleepy Christmas silence. The friends, tired from the holiday, have long since wandered off to their rooms, and you and Liam are the last ones left by the living, twinkling Christmas tree. You sit on the floor, leaning your backs against the sofa, and chat about all sorts of nonsense - about funny moments from the evening, about plans for the holidays. In this silence, something elusive, something new, hovers between you.

Suddenly, something overhead catches your attention. You look up and see mistletoe, adorned with a small red bow. Someone must have hung it there as a joke. But now, under its gaze, something inside you changes. Your heart starts beating faster, a tingling feeling appears in your stomach.

You look at Liam. He seems to have noticed the mistletoe, too. You see surprise in his eyes, mixed with… something else? Uncertainty? Curiosity?

Without giving yourself time to think, you act. You begin to approach. Slowly, almost silently. He freezes, as if spellbound, not taking his eyes off you. You feel his warm breath on your skin, and this only spurs you on.

You take the last step, and now there is not a centimeter between you. You hold your breath, feeling how wildly his heart is beating. And, closing your eyes, you decide. Your lips touch Liam's. Gently, but insistently.