It was December and Barry and Oliver were about to decorate the apartment. While unpacking one of the Christmas boxes, Oliver finds a plastic mistletoe.

"Baaarrrryyy." Oliver cooed dangling the mistletoe over his and his boyfriend's head.

Barry looks at him and giggles at the silly way Oliver is puckering his lips.

"Ollie, you're a dork." Barry laughs shaking his head.

"Well, you gotta kiss this dork, it's the law of the mistletoe." said Oliver.

"Okay." replied Barry.

He leans forward and gives a long, loving kiss to his boyfriend. Satisfied, Oliver sets the mistletoe aside and continues going through the box of decorations.

"I'm gonna go put the lights on the tee." Barry said grabbing the box labeled lights.

Barry takes the box over to the tree and takes the lights out. Unfortunately, the lights were in that infamous tangled up ball.

"Aw come on, what's the deal?" Barry sighed.

He starts to untangle the lights....then one thing led to another, and suddenly Barry himself got tangled up in the lights.

"What the?...how...?....uuuumm, Ollie, can I have some help. Please." Barry said confused and defeated.

When Oliver sees the situation Barry got himself in, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard, he began to wheeze and snort.

"Stop laughing!" Barry pouted.

"Wait wait hold on." Oliver said.

Oliver grabs the plug end of the lights and plugs it in, adding some...light...to Barry's predicament. Then, he grabs the tree topper and places it on Barry's head.

"I'd say the tree decorating is done." Oliver smiled.

"You think this is funny, don't you?" Barry replied glaring at his boyfriend.

"Yes, yes I do. Now smile for the camera!" Oliver answered pulling out his phone and taking a picture of Barry.

After sending the picture to all their friends, Oliver helps Barry get untangled and decorates the tree with him.

"I'm gonna get you back for this." Barry told Oliver.

Once the decorating was done, the couple goes out for a walk in the park. One minute they were looking at people skate on the frozen pond, the next minute Oliver looks over and doesn't see Barry next to him.

"Barry?" Oliver called out confused.

He's looking around for his boyfriend when out of nowhere a snowball hits him in the head. He turns his head toward where the snowball came from and saw Barry partially hiding behind a tree holding another snowball.

"Told ya I'd get you back." Barry snickered.

"Ohhh, Barry. Barry, Barry, Barry; this is one battle you do not wanna start." Oliver smirked.

That's when a snowball fight...or really a snowball war broke out. The fight lasted until one of them, Oliver , accidentally hit a bicyclist knocking them off their bike; because of that, Oliver and Barry had to take off before they got their butts kicked by the poor girl's boyfriend.

"That...was...your fault." Oliver said out of breath once him and Barry reached their apartment.

"My fault? You're the one who threw it." argued Barry.

"Well you started the snowball fight and you were the one who ducked." replied Oliver.

Barry rolled his eyes then walked inside.

"God, I'm exhausted...and cold." Barry said flopping onto the couch.

"Well, I can fix that for you." replied Oliver climbing on top of Barry.

He wraps his arms around his boyfriend and starts kissing him softly and gently. The two held onto each other tightly warming each other up.