Under the mistletoe

sunshine she’s here, you can take a break

Auggie looked out around the magical park in one of the magical little nooks of London. The evergreens were lush and thriving while the deciduous trees were bare and dead looking, twisted branches reaching out for nothing. Auggie loved Winter. It was his favourite season. It had Christmas, it had New Years, and it was, most importantly, snuggle weather. Nothing pleased Auggie more than getting under a blanket and snuggling up with someone special. A lit fireplace and a movie, or even just enjoying one another's company. Auggie hadn't had anyone special for a while to snuggle up with, but he still enjoyed his own company and loved to watch a movie or read a book, it wasn't as good as a cuddle with a loved one, but it was the best fun you could have on your own, he thought. Looking at the line ahead of him, Auggie was giving a generous middle-aged witch a kiss on the lips in his booth. Witches and wizards were out to support a wonderful cause - Saint Mungo's Hospital. In Auggie's opinion there was no finer cause in the world. Except those charities that supported children. And those without homes. And animals. And research. Okay, so there were a lot of decent charities out there and Auggie wanted to support them all.

"And a Merry Christmas to you too, sweetheart. Enjoy the rest of your weekend." Auggie gave her a toothy grin from his booth as he sat back down on his seat, sneaking his fingers back underneath his desk and giving them a rub together. It was freezing out but the heater underneath the booth was doing a good job of keeping everything important nice and warm. "How ya going, mate?" He called over to Ty, giving him a cheeky grin. Aug had noticed his best mate, his best man, giving little pecks on the cheeks but really he needed to be giving out a little lip action, tongue was too far, but a peck on the lips wasn't anything to boo about. "Merry Christmas." He said, standing up as an attractive woman dropped a couple of galleons into his donation bucket. "Thank you for your kind donation." He beamed as she leant forward, puckering up with her eyes closed. Auggie was amused and leant forward, lips puckered - because a fully puckered kiss was the least romantic in his opinion - and pressed his lips gently to hers. Without warning her hands came up to the sides of his face and she grabbed him tightly. Auggie was taken by surprise but he stayed there, not sure what else he could do. Eventually she let go, and Auggie gave her a toothy smile, "Merry Christmas, sweetheart and a happy new year." The woman walked of with a spring in her step and Auggie looked to Ty and mouthed 'what the fuck!' to his best mate.

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close your eyes and fall asleep, pray to god for no bad dreams

Helley walked with Jas, sucking a mint and chatting all the way from the Ministry to the park a bit farther downtown where the Kissing Booth event to raise funds for Saint Mungo's was being held. She could see all the booths wrapped around one end of the park, surrounded by trees and mud. Perhaps not the best time of year for an event in the park, but Helley had to admit, it was going to make a fuckload of coin for the hospital. Izzy had told Helley about it in November and had listed off a bunch of names of Healers that would be sitting at a booth with mistletoe above them. Helley was adamant that she was going to go at the time but with all the events that had happened, she was even more certain that she was going to be there and dropping a tonne of gold on a few specific booths, although, of course, you couldn't just go along to these things alone, so Helley had dropped by Totty's office the day before and all but insisted she brave the weather to help raise funds for an invaluable service, the most worth while of causes. "Anyone strike your fancy?" She smirked, giving Jas a little nudge as they walked that wide path where the booths were set just a little way back from. She already knew who she was going to queue for first but who did Jas have her eye on? Perhaps, after their first kisses, they could head to the coffee tent and grab something warm to hold on to. Helley had a pack of mints in her pocket that certainly weren't going to go to waste today.

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I'LL FIX THESE BROKEN THINGS

repair your broken wings

Jas had no idea how she hadn't heard about the kissing booth charity event ST. Mungo's were holding, but she'd clearly had her head in the sand - or a lot of paperwork - because it had taken Helley coming to her office to tell her about it. It hadn't taken much persuasion to convince Jas to go along. Smooching healers in the name of charity was something she could easily get on board with. It was almost like speed dating, which Jas loved the idea of. She knew some of the healers at the booths were likely already taken, but that didn't mean she couldn't have a good time visiting each one and showering them with smiles and coins. She had deep pockets, and as she walked through the London park with Helley, her eyes twinkled with excitement.

She scanned the booths as they strolled past, spying lots of hot healers. Helley was asking if anyone in particular took her fancy, but Jas gave a shrug and a naughty grin. "There's plenty of love to go around," she said, still scanning the booths like they were selling the tastiest dishes she'd ever seen. They were, to be fair, especially the guy with the million pound smile over there. She pointed him out to Helley. "I want to start with that one," she said, nudging Helley. "I need a mint." Why she hadn't thought to bring her own, she didn't know, but Helley had been thinking ahead, clearly, and Jas fully approved.

PICTURE US DANCING REAL CLOSE

in a dark, dark corner of a basement party

Aug was at the booth next to him making a lot of people very, very happy, and Ty held his arms out in a questioning fashion as his best friend asked how he was doing. "Am I doing it wrong? Are you slipping the tongue?" Ty's visitors had seemed content enough but nothing compared to the beaming faces coming away from Auggie's booth. The woman at the front was practically snogging Aug's face off. Ty chuckled as he watched and shook his head at his friend, turning his attention back to his own line, which was surprisingly long considering he was being very tame about it all. Ty decided it was time to shake things up and get his bucket filling up faster.

The next ten people in the line were getting kissed on the lips. It wasn't cheating if it was for a good cause. Heck, it wasn't cheating at all, it was purely business, like movie stars snogging each other in on screen romances. Nothing at all wrong with it. "Right." Ty adjusted the collar of his coat and gave a toothy grin to the woman in front of him who was dropping a few coins into his bucket before he'd even kissed her. "You're not doing anything wrong, darlin'," she reassured him, clearly having overheard his conversation with Aug. "How about, instead of a kiss, you just look deep into my eyes for thirty seconds. That'll do me nicely."

Ty blinked. He glanced sideways to see if Aug was looking, and then gave a small nod to the woman, coming around to her side of the table and taking both of her cold hands in his warm ones. It felt weird looking into another woman's eyes so intensely, but she held his gaze with unwavering green eyes, and he forced himself to stay with it as she practically swooned in front of him. "Are you sure you didn't want that kiss?" Ty murmured. But she only hushed him, enjoying the quiet moment, and then giving his hands a squeeze. "That'll tide me over for the next decade sweetheart. Thankya very much." Ty couldn't help it, he burst out laughing and stared in bewilderment as she walked away. Had he just given her something to fantasize about in private? Thankfully she was the only one with the weird request, and he got through the next load of people with polite pecks on the lips, his bucket filling up nicely. Ty turned to the small brunette witch who was next in line. She was beautiful, and he was sure he recognised her from somewhere. Perhaps he'd treated her at the hospital at some point. He gave her a curious smile as he tried to figure out where he knew her from.

sunshine she’s here, you can take a break

Auggie was surprised at how fun this was. When it had first been announced he’d felt a little uncomfortable at the idea of kissing strangers in exchange for donations, but being out there with the crowds, doing it, raising money - his discomforts had just evaporated into nothingness. The people he had met were lovely, even if a few were a bit handsy, and what was more was he got to see Ty finally getting into the spirit of it all. “No tongue but if you feel so inclined …” Ty would make a killing if he started slipping a little tongue to his fans but Auggie understood his best mate probably wouldn’t feel comfortable with that, not when he had a fiancee he was entirely smitten about.

The morning went on and Auggie’s line was all rather boring. A donation and a quick peck then on to the next person. Nobody was really standing out in the way of memorability but Auggie had a feeling that was all about to change. A goddess stood in his line, looking over at Ty’s little booth and Auggie followed her gaze to figure out if there was something interesting happening or if she’d perhaps joined the wrong line. Auggie hoped she hadn’t joined the wrong line, or if she had that she’d still be willing to give him a peck .. wait, donation 0 donation was what he was after. For the hospital. Yeah, donations for the hospital were the reason for all this hoo-haa, it wasn’t supposed to be about kissing beautiful women and possibly asking them out on a date. That would be ridiculous and unprofessional. Somehow. Wouldn’t it? It would. And besides, a looker like that definitely already had someone in their life, although heck, he was technically still married, although with his wife’s engagement moving along fast, he was fairly certain he was going to be back in the ministry matching pool much sooner rather than later.

Auggie looked back to the raven haired goddess at the front of his queue just a few steps away from his booth. “Are we expecting anything exciting to happen?” He asked. He didn’t want to hurry her along but there was still a bit of queue behind her. No new people had joined and he was sure they could all wait a minute, it wasn’t as if this was some great urgency, but he was curious as to what she expected to happen over at Ty’s booth. Should he have been paying more attention? He looked back towards Ty’s booth for a glance in case he’d missed anything but he couldn’t peel his eyes away from the woman he’d definitely snog on his own time.

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Helley kept herself entertained by watching the other people at other booths. Some healers were just pecking on the cheeks, other’s a peck on the lips. She’d see to it that she wouldn’t get anything so mundane from Healer Wilder. Jas was the sort that could flirt up a storm. Izzy could have jaws hitting the floor with one glance. Helley possessed no such talents when it came to flirting. She wasn’t the sort to bat her eyes and she wasn’t likely to feel a guys limp muscles and talk about how fit he was. She could barely ever bring herself to lie so like hell was she going to bullshit prats just because they were hot. Helley wasn’t that sort. She was the kind to insult someone, treat ‘em mean and if they could put up with that then they could put up with at least a bit of fun with her but just kissing a guy? One that was expecting it? It was weird but there was no way Helley would pass up that opportunity.

She was next in line for Healer Wilder and she closed the small gap between herself and the booth, pulling a small bag from her pocket as she went and just dropping it in the bucket, eyes locked on Ty. Merlin she was a sucker for guys with dark brown eyes. They just sucked her right in and she couldn’t resist that dimple chin, that little bit of stubble, and that killer jawline. Merlin she wanted to do so many things with that face. Instead of blurting out any of those she slid both hands onto the booth and leant forward, “Fair warning - I bite.” She’d take a little nibble, hell, she’d take a lot more if he was game.

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