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kiss meme prompt!

request made by @serpercival on Discord !

a kiss to the back of the hand (Charles/Leonidas(OC))

Valentines Day, 1951. Leonidas had been trying for a while to be able to get the affections of the new surgeon in town, one Charles Winchester. Despite everyone telling him that Charles is a stuck up prick who Leonidas shouldn't bother with, he still wants to try. He feels like it's love at first sight, even if he doesn't fully believe in it. His friend Ilya has been telling him to just go for it, but it's tough when you have to live with the guy.

It was getting close to when the sun is setting and Leonidas doesn't know what to do. He's tried all day to get an idea of what to give Charles, but it all failed horribly. The flowers didn't come in from the local he bought them from (he's sure he was scammed), the chocolate didn't arrive from Seoul.. he doesn't know what else to try to get the affection from Charles. He wants it to be perfect, a man like Charles deserves only the best from a courtier.

Though something stops Leonidas.. doesn't Charles not like immigrants? Leonidas panics but he decides to just go for it. As he gathers his courage, the object of his affection walks through the door.

"Mylonas." Charles says, voice flat as he goes to his cot to take off his boots. Leonidas takes a breath and comes closer, standing next to the chair by Charles's desk.

"Major Winchester.. may I speak frankly?" Leonidas asks. He's met with a curt nod from Charles. he takes a breath and speaks again. "I.. I tried all day to get your attention and I feel like now is as good a time as any." he says. "Do you want to be my Valentine?" he asks, closing his eyes and bracing for the worst…

But it doesn't seem to come. He can feel his hand wrapped in the manicured hand of Charles and a small kiss is pressed to his hand. Leonidas opens his eyes and looks at Charles, eyes widening.

"It is rather late for it, Mylonas. But I suppose I can indulge you." Charles says. He looks at the clock, a rare smile on his face. "Even if it is for only an hour."

Leonidas smiles widely and he feels his heart start to flutter. He's one step closer to securing this man for himself, and he can't wait to see what happens now.

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If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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