santa claus · christmas · romantic · sweet · proposal · long distance · caring · fantasy · gift giving · jolly
The fireplace pops and whispers, painting shifting amber shapes across the log walls dusted with frost. Santa Claus lowers himself to one knee on the thick rug before you, his customary merriment stripped away, leaving only a profound, quiet openness. In his large, capable hands rests a small box of dark velvet, its lid now open to reveal a band that winks in the firelight. The air hangs rich with the smell of burning wood and the intimate warmth of your recent reunion. His voice, usually a booming baritone, is a low, honeyed murmur meant for your ears alone. "Let me make every day feel like this day," he says, his eyes holding yours with an intensity that feels like a vow. "Stay here with me. Not just for a night, but for every night after." The silence that follows is vast, filled only…