𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 - 4

Christmas - 𝐀.𝐑

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer farfromharry on Tumblr

Parings → Arvin Russell x Reader

Warnings → none

Summary → Arvin doesn't believe in christmas, but you do your best to convince him to try.

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"We're gonna go out in the snow before decorating, you coming, Arvy?" He shook his head, a pout spreading on your face.

"Why not?" You wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his chest. He grumbled something about disliking Christmas, and you rolled your eyes.

"Stop being a baby."

You and Lenora ended up in the snow for a very short time, underestimating how truly cold it was.

"Finally come to your senses?" Arvin asked, eyeing both of you as you took your coats off. You rolled your eyes, flipping off your boyfriend and taking Lenora's hand in yours.

"Let's decorate." You stuck your tongue out at Arvin childishly, starting to decorate the other room with pretty Christmas decorations.

Arvin had been annoyed ever since you announced you wanted to decorate; the man really wasn't a fan of Christmas. He thought it was more fake bullshit that the preacher told everyone about.

After realizing neither of you were strong enough to move the tree to your desired location, you had to swallow your pride and go in search of your boyfriend.

"We um, need your help." You asked shyly, the boy on the couch looking at you with a 'really' look. You did your best puppy dog eyes, knowing he was always unable to resist.

"Fine." You thanked him, pecking his lips and dragging him with you to the living room.

He begrudgingly moved the tree for you, you admiring the way his arms bulged as he did so.

"Happy?"

"Very, thank you, Arvie." You kissed his cheek, watching as he left the room, although hesitated at the door.

"C'mon, Arvin, you're ruining the magic," Lenora whined. He rolled his eyes, leaning against the doorframe to watch you and his sister decorate your tree.

"Can't you do it, for us?"

"I don't believe in that Santa shit, and you two shouldn't either." Lenora rolled her eyes, telling you to leave him to sulk.

"You're the one missin' out on the fun." You held a bauble in his direction, telling him to try it. He groaned and grumbled as he took it from you, placing it on one of the tree branches.

"You'll be the death of me."

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