Joe
*Zed never considered Christmas to be special. After all, he was a master assassin. Despite his friendly and charismatic appearance, those who had figured out Zed's true character knew he was cold and calculating. Of course, all of them were dead, with the exception of Hitoshi. He still couldn't get over how the Salamander himself had been turned into a girl. 'Shetoshi' looked pretty nice.*

*However, his eyes were set on a different girl this Christmas. Just a few months ago, he had kidnapped a former slave, Isabelle Shizuko. Soon after, he had found himself fallen for her. It was so long since he had experienced emotion again. For over 10 years, the assassin had been confident, cool and collected.*

*And now he was a nervous wreck. His heartbeat accelerated every time he saw her face, which by now was quite often. He had to tear his eyes off her so she wouldn't catch him staring. Did she know? Did Isabelle know that her former captor, Zed Usan, loved her? He wasn't sure what she would think, so he had kept quite about it over the months they had been together.*

*This Christmas, Zed had someone.*

*The mountains were covered in fresh snow, glazing treetops with white. Wrapped somewhat warmly, Zed hiked up the mountain, attempting to reach the peak. It wasn't too high such that it would be dangerous, but high enough so that the view would be amazing.*

"Isabelle, are you alright? You seem to be lagging behind a little bit."
Janita
Ah, Christmas. Time when families stayed together, made great banquets and exchanged things with each other. But what Isabelle loved most at this time of year was the snow; White flakes that she always watched fall since she was just a little fairy. Despite her passion for this party, its owner never let her celebrate it, just watch it from afar, as she always did.

It had been months since she was captured by her kidnapper; Zed Usan. The man who gradually gained her trust, and strangely, her heart. But what could the man think? It was crazy to love someone who captured her. And it was a new experience for her, love; So sweet, but so scary. The fear of rejection or worse was one of the most difficult things for Isabelle.

Climbing the mountain with Zed, the fairy was wrapped in a coat she had sewn, which covered even her exposed legs by her dress. But because of the large amount of clothes and the cold she felt, Isabelle ended up staying a little behind the Macen. Hearing the man's voice between the breeze and the snow, she looked up, her arms crossed for her to warm up.

"S-Sorry, Zed. I think that even with that much clothes, I'm still cold..."

The fairy would then give a cute little sneeze.
Joe
*The Macen turns around to look at the fae. Her lilac hair flowing, matching her beautiful eyes... Focus.*

"I'll carry you up, that way I can warm you up too."

*Without warning, Zed walks over and scoops her up in a bridesmaid carry almost effortlessly. He would hold her close in order to warm her up, and boy was Zed warm. Not only was he accustomed to more extreme temperatures, but being this close to the girl he loved caused him to heat up. Fortunately, his naturally pale complexion hid any sign of blushing.*

"Come on, it'll be fun. Maybe we'll find some mistletoe!"

*And Zed begins to climb higher up the mountain, with Isabelle in his arms.*
Janita
Without any warning from Zed, Isabelle could feel her feet coming off the ground when she saw the man picking her up. Her big lilac eyes would look up sheepishly, admiring the Macen for a moment. Her cheeks would redden slightly when she felt Zed's warm body protect her from the cold. Isabelle's breathing would get a little hotter and faster as the man walked carrying her.

"A-A mistletoe?! Isn't that that plant-"

Isabelle, with her arms around Zed's neck, moved closer to him with the intention of warming up more... And hide the blush on her cheeks. 

*'Zed is so warm... And strong too. I wonder what he thinks of us being so close to each other- No, Isabelle, no. He doesn't think that way, Zed is just helping you.'* The fae would snuggle her face into Zed's chest, ashamed of her own thought.