Mistletoe Kisses

The doors of the Snowpoint city were flung open, unleashing an unwanted draft of the chilling, mountain air.
Hurriedly they were pressed closed again after being backed into. Dark eyes, partially hidden with red framed glasses, darted across the wide, spacious are.
Flickering lights or primary colours, adorned the inside walls like it had with the exterior roof. Sparkling tinsel of many different colours were draped around the front desk, the video phones, door and window frames.
"How festive" the owner of the eyes mused to herself.
The girl pulled down her hood and with a flick of her wrist, freed her long, brunette hair from the back of her coat.
"Ciara! hey Ciara!" called a boy from one of the benches.
The boy waved over to the warmly dressed girl enthusiastically, encouraging her to come sit with him.
"Roark?" Ciara questioned, striding over to the older looking boy "what are you doing all the way out here?" she asked. She stood in front of him now, un-gloved hands at the sides of her mareep woollen lined coat.
"hey don't give me that look" he smiled.
"don't you have to battle trainers?" she pressed on.
"I watched your contest" he said, removing his hard hat, Roark scuffed up his deep crimson hair. "You did extremely well, that was a lucky last minute move you pulled" he added. Sliding his half framed glasses up the bridge of his nose, Roark stood up from the bench.
Roark was dressed in his usual short sleeved overalls, which wasn't as all surprising as the centre was kept at a neer sauna temperature.
"You didn't have to come all the way here for a contest you know" Ciera snorted. "You could have watched it on T.V like a normal person rather than coming all the way"
"ouch Ciera, ouch. Your tongue has sharp edges as always" he joked.
The young gym leader's ruby eyes moved from his friend to the thing hanging above them.
"Your hopeless" Ciara closed her eyes as she sharply turned her head away.
"your kinda hopeless yourself" a light, just a little moist but most of all soft feeling brushed up against Ciera's cheek.
Alarmed Ciara whipped her head back to facing the gym leader, her face was almost as red as his eyes.
"what do you think your doing?!" she all but shrieked, gaining the attention of everyone occupying the pokemon trainer safe haven.
"Look up" he winked.
There it hung.
Dangling from the string and staring her in the face.
Two spiked green leaves pointed out at either side.
Slap bang in the middle where three berries as white as the snow outside.
Mistletoe.
"I'm starting to dislike this holiday" Ciera grumbled as she folded her arms under her chest.
She was confident that she would get Roark back.
Right when he least expected it.