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marriedtobws · 5 years ago

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Christmas with you

Based on this request **here** So, it’s almost Christmas, are you in the Christmas spirit? This year has been hard for all of us but I least we make it through this month, right?

Ps. A tequila shot for every time you read the word ‘christmas’ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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“Psst, psst… Brad wake up” nothing. “Bradley bear, it’s time to wake up” nothing again. Why is he even sleeping? It’s almost noon. “Brad, wake up” I pout at my sleeping beauty aka my boyfriend. I know he went to bed late last night, he promised me he will be up early. Well, he isn’t. “Brad, come on, wake up”

“Go away” he mumbled against his pillow without opening his eyes.

“Come on, you promised you will be up early, it’s almost noon”

“Go. Away” he repeated. “Love you”

“Fine. I will go Christmas shopping alone and find also to a new boyfriend” I say getting out of the room. I walk downstairs heading to the kitchen to have my brunch, alone. After some time, out of nowhere, I smile. “Took you long enough”

“I hate you” he says giving a kiss on my head and then sits next to me grabbing his usual cup of tea.

I balance my short legs on the chair as I waited patiently for him to finish eating. He was eating slower than ever, I know he’s doing it on purpose, kind of revenge for waking him up. I smile when I see he’s done.

“I have to take a shower”

I throw a tantrum and pout at him, he just smiles and goes out of the kitchen, laughing at me.

Ever since I was a baby, I have always loved Christmas, I get extremely excited whenever this time of the year comes. Even when my mean brother told me Santa doesn’t exist, I never stopped believing. I used to call him ‘the Grinch’, I still do sometimes. Ever since I can remember, he has never liked Christmas, I think it is because one of his exes broke up with him on Christmas eve, but he says it’s not because of that. I don’t believe him.

However, I may say I like that he doesn’t like it. Because that means I don’t have to try so hard when buying him gifts, anything I buy, he would like it. Not saying I bought the worst gifts ever, just not THE best gifts, you know what I mean?

I LOVE CHRISTMAS!!

I mean, who wouldn’t? Oh yeah, the actual Grinch and my brother.

Every December, on December 1st, I MUST to go Christmas shopping, it does not matter if I don’t buy the main thing, the tree, I have to buy at least the lights or garlands. It’s like a tradition I created over the years, which my boyfriend has to do with me now that we live together.

“Why do I have the feeling I’m hanging out with my daughter?” Brad says when we enter the mall and grabbing my hand.

“Do you have sex with your daughter?”

“Love, what the- That’s gross” he says and I laugh holding his forearm with my free hand.

“Oh, oh! oh my” I exclaim like a little kid when I see a huge inflatable Santa at the front of a store. “I want one, let’s go”

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“Which one should we get?” I ask Brad looking at the trees. It’s past five, I think, and we’re still shopping. I know he’s tired of being outside for so long but this is our last stop. Once we’re done here we will go home.

“You said the smaller one like a minute ago” he said chuckling at bit at my bipolarity or should I say to my lack of decision making”

We already bought everything we need to decorate the house and the tree; we bought all the lights, the garlands, little starts for the tree, the angel for the tree, the inflatable Santa for the living room, we had to buy a small one since they ran out of the big ones, we also bought some wrap-paper. Nope, I didn’t buy my gifts for my family and boyfriend, I need to buy those alone.

“Let’s get the smaller one” I say biting my lower lip staring at the tree.

“Are you sure?”

“Yep. It’s better this one. It’ll be easier for us and for them to enter it to the house” I say writing our address on the little paper they gave us at the entrance of the house once we select our tree, to hang it on it so they can send us the tree. “Done” I smile and turn to see the curly-haired boy who is smiling at me. “What?”

He takes my hand and pushes me gently to his body, and kisses me shortly. “My little elf, I love you so much”

“Am I an elf?”

“You get so excited for Christmas, so yeah, you are an elf. My elf” he answers giving me peaks.

“So, you’re another Grinch? You woke up moody today”

“I’m not a Grinch, I like Christmas, but you, little elf, woke me up” he says picking my cheeks. “But I love you anyway”

“I love you too, my temporally Grinch”

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So, how many shots you got? lol

Feels good to be back even when I was ‘away’ only for a few days. How are you all doing btw?

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