Can I t-talk to you?
Sure, just please tell me it has nothing to do with what we talked about last time.
Bing Crosby - White Christmas
The cold weather and the fog were not going to put a damper on Trish’s holiday cheer. This was her favorite time of year and the gloom outside of the apartment could be easily ignored in favor of the Christmas hideaway she was creating while playing classic Christmas music as her soundtrack. Twinkling lights were hung up around the windows, framing the window panes that she lightly frosted to get the look of constant snow. Tasteful amounts of tinsel were adorned strategically around the room, on the lip of the counter, on the mantel piece, basically anywhere it made sense and the extra length was draped around her neck like a scarf. During this time of the year she was unstoppable. If she wanted to dress the dogs up as reindeer and Sasha as an elf, she was pretty certain she could do so without much protesting from her husband or she could at least convince him. For now she was content to leave them alone as she contemplated her surroundings with more decorations in her hands.
She was not done yet, not even close. The tree was being saved for later, the whole process of picking it out, bringing it home and decorating it was something they’d do together, but she still had a few things to accomplish. Picking up a festively framed picture, she smiled at the memory. It was taken the year before by one of their friends. After a night of letting her drag him around a pretty incredible light festival, she had wrapped her arms around him beneath his jacket to offer him her warmth against the cold. They shared what they thought was a private moment, a light kiss in a light flurry of snow and it was caught on camera. In hindsight, she was very glad it was. He had been so cold but for her he had braved the weather. Gently placing the frame onto the mantel with their collection of other memories, she couldn’t help but get caught up in the nostalgia of the holiday. She kept making plans upon plans, from baking Christmas cookies to spending an entire day snuggled up and watching classic holiday films – anything that they could do to have another amazing Christmas.
Her smile widened as she thought about the fact that one day, it wouldn’t be just the two of them either. The thought kept her pretty occupied as she moved to start a roaring fire in their fireplace before moving around the room to light a couple of candles. She dimmed the lights just to provide the proper comforting holiday feel just in time to hear the door and the arrival of her love. She moved slowly towards the door, softly swaying to the music as the song changed to Bing Crosby’s ‘White Christmas.’ Before he had much of a chance to do anything more than close the door, she was already on him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him down to her lips for a solid, lingering kiss. The moment ended as she pulled back breathless with a delighted grin before pointing to the sprig of mistletoe hanging above them, “It’s bad luck to break a tradition…or something like that must be true.” Trish chuckled softly as she untangled herself from him and gestured to the apartment, “what do you think? I’ve got a few more things to do and we still need a tree, but I think it’s definitely kicking last year in the ass.”
Riight. My job. How’s your job going? How’s Hades?
I don’t know what you’re talking about. Being clean and having good hygiene has become a part of vital survival. Simple.
My job? It’s going just fine. People are showing up to class, I’m teaching them how not to suck. The world keeps turning. Hades is wonderful, doing really well actually.
[smirks] I’m glad you know all this, it would a little strange if you’ve lived this long without knowing something as important as that.
He watched as Trish amused herself with the power she had over the guest. Vincent couldn’t definitely go retort as he was trying to get Hades to agree and this wasn’t his home to say whatever he’d like. Hades even chuckled as he shook his head lightly while glancing back and forth from the man who sat on the couch to his wife that was having too much fun. At least she liked the stranger and that was a bonus to saying ‘yes’ to the deal. Why sign up with someone they couldn’t even enjoy the company of? He shook his head to agree with the fact that Vincent wasn’t an idiot when it came right down to it before laughing a bit. “I’m sure we could get him to offer us anything at this point,” he replied. The man seemed so determined to have Hades that maybe he would be willing to do anything. Though usually he was the type to mess around with that knowledge he rather not ruin the possibility. This was a dream come true after all. “If he isn’t such an idiot than I’m sure we can trust him to not cross the line.” The thought that this was even happening was still circling through his mind and he just didn’t know how to exactly feel. He was excited and yet he felt a bit hesitant at the same time to take it. Now with Trish on his side, he shouldn’t have been delaying it any further but he was still in his own disbelief state of mind. He was the guy that everything bad happened to but then suddenly it was all going uphill for him in ways he hadn’t expected. “A 9 to 5 does not sound very appealing,” he stated, wrinkling his nose. A small smile crossing his face as her words seemed to be working. His arms wrapping around her waist as he then nuzzled his face into the side of her face before laying a kiss on her cheek. “You are the best thing to happen to me.”
Hades sighed lightly to imagine the rough days of work out he would have to go through but then again it would all be worth it. It would get him far into the fighting world and he could give them a great life to live. Trish could do what she wanted without any worries with a life like that. He pulled away slightly and smiled down at his wife. Just the mere thought of it all made him want to rush over to Vincent and let the man know that it was a definite yes. “Well in that case, I might as well say yes to get him out of our home,” he smirked. He started to walk over to where the man sat on the couch until halting when he felt a hand against his rear. His eyes narrowing at his wife but she was clever as she pulled him in front of their guest before he could retaliate. He’d just have to wait to get her back and that would be awfully delightful. Hades sat on the couch in front of Vincent and grinned at Trish’s remark as he then glanced over at the dogs. “Well Erebus isn’t picky of people either though Cerebus surprised me.” The great dane was content with the man petting his head but he didn’t beg for attention as he just watched the other two scramble over the newcomer. “At least it’s a cat that likes me which is always welcome,” Vincent chuckled. He stopped petting the animals and glanced over at Hades and Trish with hopeful eyes. He did want this offer to be something that they’d both like. Hades leaned forward in his seat and gave a grim look at first as he started his sentence. “Vincent, you made a good deal but I think…” He paused a bit and veered his eyes towards the dark haired beauty at his side before looking back at the man. “Its going to be a hell yes,” he grinned.
Trish kept a careful eye on Hades, knowing that he’d be excited as hell for this offer but there might even be a hint of apprehension. Only the tiniest amount, the tiniest sliver to make him think that maybe this wasn’t something he deserved. So she decided to squash it the best she could as soon as possible. Her belief in him was unweilding. She knew that he’d be great and could only go up from where his early years had left him. The faith she had in him was astounding and the egocentric side of her knew that she was never wrong. There were going to be tough days of training, days where he may even wonder if he’d made the right choice but she would be there at his side, encouraging him every step of the way. He folded her into his arms, strong and comforting as he took those same aspects from her. She could feel his warmth simply enveloping her as she relaxed fully against him, her body seemingly made specifically to rest against him perfectly. Her arms hooked around his torso to pull him closer; the nice bubble of affection momentarily silencing any thoughts. Humming softly, she agreed with his statement and rested her head against his shoulder, her forehead nestled against his neck, “And you are the best thing to happen to me. Funny how life works that way, isn’t it?” For a second, it was easy to forget that they even had a guest in the room with them. The only thing to pull her from her thoughts was the sound of her husband’s voice.
She chuckled, “That sounds like a good plan to me,” pulling back from her resting spot she looked into his eyes, a smile spread across her face, “I am very proud of you, you know that?” It would be amazing if he didn’t know that to be honest, the emotion was clear as day across her face and bright in her eyes. She felt it daily, no one was a bigger supporter – except perhaps his own mother at times. “Before we head back over there, I just want to make a little pledge. On days where you have a tough work-out, I’ll be waiting with an ice bath or a nice massage. If you feel like it’s just not going your way, I will be there to encourage you. We’re in this together, so don’t ever forget that I’m always in your corner. No matter what,” she kissed him lightly at the corner of his lips, sealing her promise to him though she knew that she didn’t really need too. He knew all of it; she just wanted to voice it. Once she planted herself onto the couch, she crossed her legs and threw Hades a canary smile at his narrow-eyed expression. Trish was fully aware that he’d get her for her actions, but for the moment they had company so his options were limited. He’d probably wait, and that would make the revenge that much sweeter. Shifting her attention to Vincent, she laughed at the image of the large man surrounded by the animals. They seemed to understand that their owners needed a private moment to discuss so had taken it upon themselves to distract the guest. Her eyes drifted back to Hades and she smirked in amusement as she saw him take on a serious façade to throw Vincent off at first. Trish reached out and took Hades’ hand in both of hers, grinning from ear to ear at him rather than the man across from them. “I think this calls for a toast or at least that’s what all the movies would lead me to believe with big decisions like this, any takers?”
Maybe it’s one of tha requirements to get in tha school. “Are ye lazy?” ”No” ”Sorreh we can’t accept ye. We only accept lazy people.” . It’s only a handful of people that don’t fit in that category. It’s easier to count those who don’t rather than tha ones that do. But ye’re a art teacher, artsy people love decorating everythin’.
Maybe it is, though I haven’t heard of that kind of interview. Clearly it must occur on the downlow, a secret one. They don’t want people to know they’re discriminating against the more active people. It would cause a stir. [grins] Just you wait until I start decorating for Christmas. It’ll be insane.
Mmm, I think I know what she likes. That’s right, my fashion. My own personal style. Don’t worry, I can’t just keep wearing tshirts all winter. I’ll have to change it up sometime. Of course not. How would I even survive here?!
Good, that is basically your job as boyfriend. So good for you. [chuckles] I can’t wait to see your v-neck long-sleeved shirts that I can only imagine will make an appearance. It’s not my fault that you implied that you did wait, what would I know otherwise?
Someone who understands. -shakes her head and chuckles- Oh! No, darling. You can’t go shopping around here, New York City… that’s where I go to get my clothes.
I don’t usually go shopping around here, but last summer I did find one amazing dress hiding amongst the otherwise drab offerings. It was a pleasant surprise. Usually, if I can’t get out of town, I just shop online. But if I can go, I get to New York.