home for christmas
okay so this one’s really short but i had an idea for a little drabble this year just to post on tumblr! i hope you guys like it hehe☺️
Scott didn’t really do the whole Christmas thing, especially after moving out of his childhood home. As a kid, it had all been corporate parties and photo shoots and boring dinner parties where people he barely knew would sidle up beside him and claim that “I knew you when you were this big!”
That was what Christmas became. It was stress. It was performing for an audience. It was opening gifts and realizing that he and his sister got all the same things.
Vincent had shown him another side to the holiday- one that didn’t involve sitting through church just because one of his mom’s friends invited them.
With Vincent, it was a day that they spent quietly together as the snow peacefully fell outside. It was shopping trips together where they would each drop little hints as to what they hoped to see under the tree. The day itself was one that Scott wanted to last forever.
This year was unusual; typically Vincent was the one to set up the christmas tree, decorating it entirely by himself while Scott was at work.
Now, it was two days before Christmas and Vincent was at work.
Scott felt an itch that he had never felt before, carrying himself to the storage closet, where the faux tree was stored for most of the year. He pulled it out, setting it up in its usual spot beside the TV stand.
He wasn’t quite sure what he was doing when he wrapped the string of lights around the plastic branches, simply mimicking what he had watched Vincent do in years prior.
Before he knew it, he was dragging another box out of the closet, a string of garland in one hand and a star in the other, carefully placing the star on the top branch of the tree and watching it light up.
He was strategic in placing the ornaments- fragile ones near the top, no similar ornaments beside each other, and ensuring that the front and the back of the tree had an even spread of decoration.
After he placed the last ornament on the tree- a tiny photo of Scott and Vincent from their first anniversary- he stepped back.
It was far from the perfect, corporate Christmas trees of his childhood, but that was what made it so amazing: it was a tree that only Scott and Vincent could create.
Then, he rested.
His sleep was abruptly interrupted when Vincent came home.
Seeing the tree- realizing what Scott had done- he immediately knelt down beside the chair that Scott was curled up in, kissing him delicately on the forehead.
Scott’s eyes fluttered open.
“Welcome home, Vince,” He yawned.
Vincent’s fingers were woven into Scott’s hair when he pulled Scott forward just enough to press their lips together.
{thank you for reading! happy holidays!}
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Hace poco me acordé de este ship y me gustó bastante. Me gusta la idea de que el hombre de morado tenga cabello rizado descontrolado y Phone guy sea un hombre alto que tiene cuerpo trabajado pero que es tímido jsjdk
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