TW: None

Title: ~Our First Christmas~

Alex had never been much into Christmas, but this year was different. He had a boyfriend now. Chris loved the holidays, he knew that and therefore he was not able to pass the day as usual – with his family and a bottle of scotch. The whiskey was standing by the sink, and Alex had decided that it would be in the exact same spot when the day was over. He swore silently as the boiling fat from the bacon landed on his wrist and left a red mark. The white plates, which were placed on a tray, where already full of toast and scrambled eggs. The bacon and sausages would be done any minute now. The kettle was whistling and Alex turned it off to pour two cups of Earl Grey, a bit of milk in one cup – just how Chris liked it. He turned off the stove and split the meat in two portions, which he carefully placed on the plates. He threw the pan into the sink for cleaning – later. Now he would go and surprise his sleeping boyfriend with breakfast in bed.

“’Morning sexy,” he said as he caressed the sleeping man’s shoulder.

Chris sighed and opened his eyes, blinking his sight into focus.

“Merry Christmas,” Alex said with a wide grin.

“Merry Christmas darling,“ the brunette smiled:

“Mm, it smells amazing. What have you been doing?”

Chris propped himself up on his elbow to get a better look at his friend.

“Made breakfast for my little Trotty,” he smiled as he got up to get the tray from the table.

“Oh, my God, aren’t you a sweetheart?” Chris smiled happily as he sat up against the headboard.

“Well, if I have to say so myself…” he answered with a smirk.

Chris laughed and gave Alex an elbow in the ribs before he snuggled up against him, getting ready to feast on the lovely meal his boyfriend had cooked up for him.

Chris dried his hair in a towel and wiped his hand over the fogged mirror over the sink. He let out a squeal as Alex stepped out of the shower and gave him a slap in the bum.

“Alex!” he gasped.

“What?” the redhead smirked.

“Didn’t you get enough before?” Chris winked at him and pressed his body against his.

“I can’t ever get enough of you, you little sexy thing,” Alex grinned and pulled Chris closer:

“Say it.”

“Haha, no!” Chris giggled.

“Come on,” Alex pleaded in a low voice. He loved it when Chris said it.

“I couldn’t possibly take another,” the shorter man stuck his tongue out at him.

“Haha, amazing! I did my job then!” he smirked and let go of Chris so he could go dress.

They met up in the living room, where the Christmas tree was standing, shining bright with baubles in red, gold and green.

“It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?” Chris said with awe and leaned in to his boyfriend.

“Yeah, it is,” Alex replied, actually enjoying the sight of the tree, but not as much as the feeling of the brunette’s body against his.

“I guess it’s time for presents, eh?” he said as he gave him a squeeze.

“I’m just gonna make a pot of tea,” Chris smiled and placed a kiss on his friend’s cheek.

Alex had to admit that Christmas hadn’t been that bad until now and he was rather excited about his gift to Chris. He had spent a lot of time finding the right gift and he hoped that Chris would like it.

“I’m ready,” Chris smiled as he reentered the room with a pot of steaming tea.

“Great,” Alex smiled and sat down on the floor in front of the tree.

“You open mine first,” Alex said and reached for the present under the spruce tree. It was a little, square parcel wrapped in black and silver paper with a big green bow. Chris accepted the gift with big eyes, touching, shaking, and cradling the little thing.

“Just open it, Chris,” Alex grimaced at him a bit impatient.

“Alright, alright,” Chris answered and began to unwrap the present. Inside was a little square box that Chris identified as a jewel box. He opened it carefully and gasped at the sight that met him:

“Oh, my God, they’re beautiful!” he sighed as he took a closer look at two necklaces. Two puzzle bricks were dangling from a pair of chains, one with a hole and the other one with the missing piece.

“You know I’m terrible at expressing my feelings, but this describes it quite well. You are the piece I’ve been missing all my life. You complete me, Chris. I love you.”

Tears were forming in Chris’ eyes and he threw his arms around Alex’ neck.

“Thank you so much, darling! It’s perfect!” he sniffled.

“I’m glad you like it, baby.”

Chris sat back on the floor again and got his present to Alex out from under the tree.

“From me to you, my love,” Chris smiled with wet eyes.

Alex hated getting gifts. He felt so sheepish when people were looking at him, waiting for his reaction. He tore the red wrapping paper off and inside he found a photo album. He opened the book and read the message that was written on the first page:

To my beloved Alex

I had never thought that I would find so much happiness as I have found with you.

Thank you.

- Your Chris

He flipped the page and saw his boyfriend’s pretty letters say: Our first year in pictures. Alex flicked through the pages and was met by pictures of him and Chris in happy moments from the past year.

“What do you think?” Chris asked quietly.

“It is… It’s amazing, baby. It really is. I love you so much,” he felt a knot tie in his throat and pulled the brunette in for a hug.

“This is the best Christmas ever,” he whispered into Chris’ hair and cuddled his boyfriend closer:

“Thank you so much, my lovely, lovely Chris.”