Kidge Winter Event

Kidge winter event

Day 8: Christmas

(This is a part two of Day 6: Mistletoe)

That kiss, full of passion and lightheartedness was all it took to drive him crazy. He lowered his head as much as possible, and even if it was uncomfortable he didn't care, he had to make that kiss last as long as possible. His lips against hers made sparks in his mouth, distributing that searing fire throughout his body. He caressed her waist, that sweet little narrow waist that she had earned in the time he was on a mission and she was at home on Earth, so perfect and soft. Suddenly he was overcome by a strange warm sensation, but that kiss was setting off fireworks in his stomach, and for a moment he was afraid that it might explode. Her arms around his neck became tighter and tighter as she tried hard to get up higher and reach him, but hurting his back in the process, but he didn't care. If lust was a road to hell, then he would more than willingly go there. He held her closer while her arms encircled his neck ardently, so much so that it was a slight annoyance, but for what he wanted, dying now wasn't a problem, not in her arms and with his mouth glued shut to hers. The mistletoe was still hanging from the ceiling, and the mess in the next room wasn't finished yet. Everyone was probably opening presents now, but that, to Keith, was the best gift anyone could give him. The mutual warmth was nothing short of fantastic, as that magical kiss turned into a real mess of tongues and hungry bites. This position of hers was rather uncomfortable, and he gently pushed her against the wall near the staircase, positioning his hands and welded his fingers into her thighs. He pulled her up, kissing her ardently, and one arm lowered from her thigh to her knee, encircleling her leg by his torso, caressing the bare skin of her calf, the other moved up towards her exposed back, whose only parts of fabric were green ribbons, which, elegant as they were, he wanted to tear. In reality he wanted to tear off her entire dress at that moment. He bit her lower lip and she let out a soft moan as breathing became erratic for both of them. All that passion was too much. “Keith…”: she gasped, breaking the kiss and looking into his eyes: “We have to stop…” He obeyed, pulling away from her slightly and looking into her eyes. She was lying, he could see it in her look. She wanted to continue, she wanted to push deeper. “You're right…”: he nodded. No, she wasn't right, she wanted to stop for no reason in the world. That spark inside his chest was slowly dying out, as was the magic and joy of the moment. If for that moment his world had been colored with fun and lively shades, now a sad and inexpressive grayish tone was returning.

“I have to go, they're waiting for me…”: she regained her composure, going down from that column and heading towards the main room. Her cheeks were colored a pure pink. He watched her leave and then headed towards the bathroom. He washed his hands and his mouth, hoping to rinse away anything she had left, yet it was everywhere on his body. On his lips and in his mouth he could still smell her perfume, lost in the desire to feel her still pressed against his body. He shook his head and returned to the room. By now everyone was sitting talking or exchanging the last remaining gifts, however under the tree there were some colorful packages left, those of him and Pidge. Even though there were a lot of other people there, that sickly good smell was still on him, so much so that he turned to see her unwrapping a present in a hidden corner. She was watching him as she opened a present on her lap, her plump lips slightly parted as if it were an invitation. His eyes darted away, trying with all his might not to look at her again. Someone put an arm around his shoulders, and he turned his head and saw Lance. "So? How did it go?”: He asked with such a stupid smile and with too much hope that he already wanted to punch him. He was there, his face slightly damp from sweat and tap water, his black tie limp and the top three buttons of his shirt unbuttoned. “I couldn't”: he shook his head, putting his hands in his pockets and moving his arm away. Lance looked at him with a confused frown and a furrowed brow. “Seriously?”: He raised an eyebrow, his expression changing in surprise: “But… but what happened then?” “Nothing, we talked…”: he lied, shrugging his shoulders: “We talked and then, then she went back inside…” “Really?”: he raised his eyebrow again: “You didn't even try?” "Try?"

“to kiss her, Mullet!”: Lance shook his head: “You can't just be friendly at first and then kiss her! You have to build a romantic, passionate atmosphere and then, only then, can you kiss her!” Oh, Lance, the passion was there, sure enough! Keith wanted to answer, but he just shrugged and kept his gaze fixed on the Christmas tree. “Are you sure you're fine, nothing bad happened, right?”: Lance asked again, with a slightly worried frown. In fact, Lance, yes, a terrible thing happened: I discovered that kissing Pidge is the greatest thing in the entire universe! He replied mentally. If that was an effect of the addiction, then he would be addicted to her for life, because Pidge was everywhere. In his head, in his thoughts there was her. Everywhere he turned, his eyes rested on her, every object he touched seemed to have the same texture as her soft hips. It was a torture. It was painful. He wanted her, so much that he felt his heart beating in his chest as the spark rekindled. It wasn't animalistic or possessive. It was love. “I'm just tired”: he replied: “It's past midnight, maybe I should rest” “Are you kidding, man?! It is Christmas! Basically your party! Red and green, does it remind you of something!?”: he exclaimed. “I said I'm tired”: he replied dryly, taking his jacket and going up to the quarters.

Hi everybody!! Here where I live is midnight of December 18, so let's this kidge winter event begin!! I already programmed the first day: the fic will be out around 7 am (where I live).

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Okay, I’m technically on time!

Kidge Winter Event 2023

Day 1-December 18: ice skating

“Stop staring at me.”

“But you hate winter. You hate the cold. I mean, you’re not even the biggest fan of nature. So how the hell are you this good of a skater?”

“Shhh!” Pidge looked around and sure enough, Lance’s loud voice was drawing attention. People were glancing their way. She could literally feel their eyes on her. And now she was feeling uncomfortable. She hated being the center of attention and can literally feel her face turning red. Feeling irritated she quickly skates off. Honestly, so what, she can skate, it’s not rocket science. Smirking she thought, no rocket science would be expected of her.

She keeps going around, picking up speed, it all the while ignoring Lance and thinking back to last year when she first met him and had a bit of a crush on him. Thank God she was over that. Now, she would consider him and Hunk her best friends. Smiling she can’t help but think how much her life has changed over the last year. For the better too! She skipped two grades and was terrified that she would be a social pariah in high school.

Fortunately, that fear didn’t come true. Instead, she was taking classes that actually challenged her and made her work. She had friends. Lance was super friendly and didn’t get offended when she was awkward around him. Instead, he seemed to take it as a challenge! Every day, he said “Hi”, he initiated contact. It probably took a month of him talking to her in daily class for her to realize that he was being authentic. He actually wanted to be my friend.

Life was much better even if she was younger than her peers. She saw Hunk setting up the hot chocolate table and treats near the fire.

Suddenly, her feet were taken out from under her, she was hit, spun and facing the ground. Blinking she looked directly into another’s eyes. His eyes. The mullet. Lance’s rival. He was under her. What the hell?

“Sorry, Katie. We were shooting a puck around and someone lost control. It was headed your way and, “

“Pidgey!! What the hell Keith! Are you okay?” Lance holds out his hand and grabs me by my armpits, pulling me up quickly. “You good?”

I’m trying to get my bearings and see the opposite side of the ice. They were playing hockey, and I can see Keith’s concern.

Axca skates closer, grabbing Keith’s arm and pulling him to her. “Sorry lost control of that one! C’mon Keith. Let’s go.”

I blink, still trying to get my bearings. I look up and Keith’s gaze is solidly on me. He shakes off the arm and moves closer to me. “Are you ok? We landed a little hard, but I didn’t think you’d hear me in time.”

His hands reach out and readjusts my hat and I feel his fingers lightly drift down my jawline. I blink. I’ve never been this close to our school’s bad boy.

“Keith?”

“Um, wanna, go and get some hot chocolate?”

I freeze, holy shit. Keith Kogane wants to hang out?

Unfortunately, I hear both Lance and Axca simultaneously yell our names in conjunction.

Keith, smirks, “Yeah, c’mon Katie, c’mere with me.”

I feel my face flush but this time I’m not embarrassed. I’m intrigued. I’m interested. Let’s go!

Kidge winter event

Day 4: Winter Holidays

(This is a Modern AU)

The Christmas holidays: a real break for students with the end of the first quarter. Katie sighed as she placed the large cup of hot black tea on the white saucer. She looked impatiently at the clock: four sixteen in the afternoon, she had been there for almost an hour now. Next to her, on the comfortable sofa with red cushions, her heavy canvas bag was still placed with notebooks and notes from the quarter inside. The beautiful bar door opened and a small bell rang while the sound of heavy rubber boots got closer and closer until it reached her with a wave of petrol and mint perfume. “Sorry for the delay, there was a lot of traffic due to the snow…”: the man smiled sheepishly, taking off his gray hat and red jacket: “I should have sent you a message, I know, it's my fault…” “Don't worry…”: Katie giggled: “The important thing is that you're here, Keith..” He smiled. After the unfortunate events of last year they had stopped seeing or writing to each other, and now they had finally had the courage to talk about it. What had happened between them was just a misunderstanding, a bad joke and a bad mistake. The summer had been hell for both of them. “I just wanted to say that I'm sorry I didn't call you or… just hear from you…”: she sighed, bringing the cup to her lips and taking a sip of the hot drink. “I didn't call you either…”: he replied: “We are equal in many aspects…” There was a brief pause in which neither of them could speak. Katie was casting her mind and memories back to the events of the past year, their effects and causes. They had been best friends throughout high school and middle school, and even when he dated Acxa in her junior year, breaking her little heart, she never betrayed their friendship. She had simply pretended nothing had happened; she had moved on with her life and her studies, also finding a kind and willing boyfriend to fill that void in her chest. All it took was some alcohol and a big Christmas party at Lance's house to make them sleep together, cheating on their partners at the same time. “How did Acxa cope?”: she asked, finding any excuse to speak and interrupt that deafening silence. “We argued, of course, but then everything went well…”: he replied, tapping his fingers nervously and slowly on the polished wooden table. “I'm happy…”: she nodded: “James and I broke up…” That had no relevance, however it was right that he knew it too. Apparently he had caught them making out at the party and when Katie returned to the apartment they shared the next morning, the suitcases were already packed and ready by the door while the furniture was bare of all her things. “I've always hated that asshole…”: Keith groaned, “You have no idea how much I wanted to punch him when you told me you were dating…” She bit back a small, amused smile, then cleared her throat. “What do you think we should do now?” She asked, playing with her fingers as he looked up at her for a moment. “What would you like to do?”: he asked in turn. “I don't know, become friends again and bury what happened? I don't think Acxa will be happy to know that I'm your best friend again after what happened…": she shook her head. “Acxa is not the problem, she and I decided to end our relationship a few months ago. Now she's with Veronica..”: he informed her. “OH…”: she squeaked in surprise: “I'm sorry…” “Don't be, we just talked calmly and came to the conclusion that everything was simply not as we had imagined…”: he explained. “And how would you have imagined it?”: she asked, daringly. “With a special person who has always been next to me, but who I was so blind as not to see completely…”: Keith looked at her with a slight smile, devouring her through his eyes. “Are you saying that after years I can be with the person I've always loved?”: she asked, as he moved next to her. "It depends on you…" Katie smiled. All of that was enough. She pulled him down for a kiss.

Hi everyone, I'm sick so some of the remains days will be published later... I'm really sorry for that but I'm trying my best...

I'M IN LOVE!! ASDFGHJKL❤💚❤💚❤💚❤💚

kidge winter event :

day 2 : Christmas tree

Characters: Pidge/Katie holt , Keith Kogane, Kosmo

Pairing: Pidge and keith : kidge

post Season8, married kidge.

Keith had traveled from the desert to a snowy forest, driving for one hour, all to surprise his wife with a beautiful Christmas tree. The last time they went to buy a tree, she complained that artificial trees looked as bad as they smelled awful! So, he knew that she would appreciate it.

It didn’t take him long to find the perfect tree. He quickly brought it home. Initially, he wanted to decorate it himself, but he thought she’d enjoy decorating it with him, so he waited. For hours. His girl always left the Garrison after her shift for her personal projects. He waited for five hours, and she was supposed to finish an hour ago.

When she finally got home, she was greeted by her husband with a nice kiss.

Keith hugged her, saying, "Finally! You took your time!"

In response to his enthusiasm, she chuckled, "Hi! Looks like someone missed me?"

"I did, but that’s not the subject… I have a surprise for you," he grinned.

"A… Surprise?"

"Follow me," he took her hand and led her to the living room, "There!"

The emotions on her face constantly changed.

"Keith..." She grabbed his arm, "Keith!? How? When? How?!" She was now shaking his arm, her eyes filled with stars.

"I was bored today, and I remembered how you hated our old tree last year… I wanted to make you happy, so I thought I'd get a new one," he gave her a gentle smile, "do you like it?"

"Do I like it? I LOVE IT!" She shouted excitedly.

"I thought that maybe we could decorate it together? You know, last year I wasn’t able to do it with you, and obviously, you did great without me, but I thought that maybe it could be fun to do it together," he left a kiss on her forehead.

She looked up at him, "Let’s decorate that tree, NOW!"

He chuckled, and they quickly started decorating the tree. Like every year, they chose the same two colors: green and red. For two obvious reasons: these are Christmas colors, but most of all, these colors represent a huge part of their lives. As paladins, as friends, and as a married couple today.

"There! Finished!"

They both took a few steps back to admire their hard work.

"We did amazing!" Keith said, proud.

"Yeah, we did better than last year! We always do better when we do it together," she raised her hand for a high five, "Nice work, team."

He grinned, responding to the high-five, "Nice work."

After a moment of staring at each other, he was about to kiss her. BUT THEN, Kosmo teleported into the room and jumped on the tree, knocking half the decorations to the ground.

"KOSMO, NO!" Keith yelled, looking at all their work getting destroyed.

As an answer, Kosmo simply yawned, took a Christmas ornament, and teleported away.

The both of them shared a desperate glance before Pidge smiled.

"Looks like we’ll have to do it again… but not now… How about we order pizzas and start again or later, or tomorrow?" As she spoke, she gave him a quick and light punch on the shoulder.

"But… Our tree… And all of our work… I have to teach that wolf to stop teleporting wherever he wants like that..." He sighed, slightly angry.

"Don’t worry… We had fun decorating together; I really enjoyed doing it, and I bet you did too… So at least, we get to do it again and to spend more time together! What do you think?" She had a bright smile that was contagious… Too contagious. He smiled back.

"Alright, we’ll do it again… But he’s not destroying our second tree, though! I went far to get that one!" He growled.

"No worries, we’ll make sure that he won’t destroy it… Now, can you order the pizzas, please? I’m starving..."

"Alright." He smiled as she walked towards the bathroom.

At the end of the day, he didn’t care about doing that tree every day… As long as it was with her.