•○❅One week earlier❅○•

❝Are you excited Douma?❞

❝For what?❞

He glanced over at you sitting next to him with a smile. But it had turned flat at his oblivious question.

He was joking right?

❝For –– For Christmas.❞

You spoke hopefully, putting your hands in your lap as you tilted your head. He remained staring at you, making you frown and cross your arms.

❝You do know what that is right?❞

❝Of course I do.❞

He dismissed your question quickly, calling in the next couple of followers to his throne room.

You stared at the side of his head as he started to talk and do his normal routine, rolling your eyes at him.

He doesn't know what that is.

With a bored expression you looked around the room, not knowing what else to do. You've been in here for an hour already. How does he even handle doing this?

With a sigh you stood up, dusting off your clothes before you stepped off the small platform and headed for the door.

You felt his gaze on you, but you ignored it, not wanting to stay in this boring room any longer.

He wanted you to stay, wanting to know what this thing you were talking about was. He's heard about it, but never got too deep into it. It was just another dumb thing humans made up. But now that you seemed interested in this, he had to know more.

❛Does he live under a rock or something? How does he not know Christmas?❜

You exited the room, walking down the dark hallway. Usually you would celebrate this holiday. But you guess it wouldn't hurt to just skip it just this one time. Since you didn't really wanna explain it to him.

It wasn't that important anyway.

You opened the door to his –– your room before stepping in and closing it behind you. What to do . . . What to do?

You didn't really wanna sleep. But there wasn't much to do in here. You would go out and explore more, but apparently that's not an option for you yet.

Shuffling over, you made your way to the bed you were on this morning before plopping down, letting out a huff.

❛Ugh, I'll just go to sleep.❜

You climbed back into the blankets, sprawling yourself on the bed from the amount of room there was for you. When you were finally comfortable, you could feel your consciousness slip away and turn into darkness.

•○❅|❅○•

Slowly you were awaken by the sound of many distinct voices downstairs. You woke up groggily, letting out a tired groan as you rubbed your face to get rid of the dry feeling.

❛Ugh . . . What the hell?❜

You furrowed your brows, sitting up with a yawn as you focused on the sound of voices.

It's not usually this loud?

You threw off the warm blankets from your body, stretching your arms out before scooting over to the edge of the bed.

Hopefully it's not anything bad.

Hopping off the bed you made your way over to the door, wanting to know what the heck everyone was making noise about. By the time you slid opened the door, the voices became clearer.

They sounded excited, filled with enthusiasm. You made a face, already feeling overwhelmed from the unnecessary joy. You slid the door back closed, staring in front of you for a moment.

Should you go out? Is it too early for this? Or too late? What time is it again?

Shaking your head, you decided to just take a look, mentally preparing yourself before opening the door again.

You made your way over to the stairs, taking a peak down at the lower levels, only to be caught by surprise.

Where the hell did that huge fucking tree come from?!

You stared down at the first floor in disbelief, holding onto the rail of the stairs to lean over and get a better look.

Practically everyone in the cult was downstairs, surrounding this huge thing. Before you could even think about going downstairs you spotted something red waving back and forth.

❝Hey sweetie!❞

Your eyes locked onto the culprit of the voice, spotting Douma in the middle of the crowd, which only made everyone else look up.

You paused from the many eyes on you, looking around before backing away from the stairs.

❝Okaay . . . ❞

You mumbled, weirded out by the situation. You just woke up, you did not need to do this right now, so you slowly turned around.

❝Wait! Sweetie! Come on!❞

You groaned as everyone became quiet, only being able to hear Douma's voice from downstairs. Great. Now you're the center of attention. You let out a sigh, running a hand down your face before walking back to the stairs.

Douma's face lit up from the sight of you coming back, quickly using his arms to extend out to the direction of the tree.

❝I got us a tree, honey!❞

You stared at the obvious large tree taking up a lot of space downstairs before looking back at him.

❝Uh, yeah! I can see that!❞

You yelled back, leaning against the rail. Douma frowned a bit, wanting a little more of a reaction out of you. Maybe you just didn't understand.

❝It's a Christmas tree!❞

He tried explaining, letting his arms fall to his sides. Though you didn't do anything besides stare. Douma's face turned flat, placing his hands on his hips with a frown.

You would of gave more of a reaction. Maybe. If there wasn't so many goddamn people looking at you.

❝That's very nice Douma, I like it!❞

You gave a thumbs up before leaning away from the rail, backing away so you weren't visible to anyone down there.

You heard some voices start to mumble amongst each other before fully talking again. You felt yourself relax, a relieved sigh escaping you from everyone else seeming to move on from the interaction.

Before you could walk back to the room, you felt an arm wrap around your shoulders, stopping you. You immediately knew who it was, so you sighed in annoyance and tilted your head back.

❝You don't seem to appreciate the tree I got for you.❞

You shrugged his arm off, taking a step back from him before turning around to face him.

❝No . . . I like it . . . It's just that there were so many people looking at me.❞

You said bluntly, avoiding eye contact with him. He was looking at you pretty intensely, which made you a little weirded out. Before you could have a saying in this, he smiled, pulling you back in for a hug.

❝Aw! I'm sorry sweetie. I didn't mean to put you on the spot!❞

He rubbed his cheek against your head as he squeezed you tight in apology. You didn't exactly like it at the moment, but you let him do it anyway, not wanting to upset him.

You wrapped your arms back around him, looking over at the stairs. Did he seriously just get you a big ass tree? Well it's not . . . Totally bad.

❝How will we be able to decorate it?❞

You asked, looking up at him with curiosity. He paused, staring at you in blank surprise before looking to the side.

❝You're supposed to decorate it?❞

You stared at him with a ❛seriously?❜ face as he looked back at you, seeming to actually be serious. You're joking. Really?

You let go of him, blinking in disbelief at his question. Did someone not tell him you're supposed to decorate a tree?

❝You –– yes dude. You're supposed to decorate it! Did you –– who told you what?!❞

He shrugged, tapping his chin as his other hand rested on his hip.

❝Okay well for one, don't call me dude. I've told you this before. And two, I don't know. She just said I would need a Christmas tree and presents.❞

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms at him. You ignored the first part, accidentally letting that slip out of your mouth. Yes he didn't like ❛dude❜ because apparently that's not what couples call each other.

Like you even agreed to that whole thing in the first place.

❝A Christmas tree is decorated in lights and ornaments. Yes it can be big, or small. But in the end if you want it to be a Christmas tree, then you need to decorate it.❞

He sighed, letting his head fall back so he was looking up at the ceiling.

❝I'll just get someone else to do it.❞

He shrugged, looking back down at you with a careless smile before grabbing your hand and walking over to his room.

❝Let's just relax for now!❞

•○❅Christmas day❅○•

Throughout the week, the big Christmas tree Douma got was decorated. It was fully decorated about two days ago, and it was beautiful. But very bright . . . Though you didn't really care, it was cool to have such a big tree. And big presents . . .

You told Douma some more about this holiday, and yikes. Once he found out the whole gift thing he was gone for almost a full day buying stuff for you. And now the presents that he got you were stacked up and basically were as tall as the tree. It was nice but it was a lot.

And now it was Christmas morning, of course you were still in bed. You didn't want to get up. So you layed lazily in your dark room, too comfortable to get up.

Though that was ruined for you as the door slammed open, making you flinch from the sound. You shot up from your comfortable position, staring at the opened door.

❝Heyy sweetiee ~ ! Guess what! It's Christmaas!❞

Douma exclaimed as you groaned and plopped back down on your shared bed, rubbing your eyes from the tiredness that returned after the shock.

❝Leave me alone, I'm still trying to rest.❞

You waved him off, and he laughed, closing the door before walking over to you.

❝Oh come on! Don't be so cranky. I got a present for you!❞

You scoffed, taking your hands off your face to stare up at the ceiling. You watched as the room slowly lit up from him lighting up his lantern, shaking your head.

❝Like one from the millions you've already gotten me?❞

You turned your head to him to see him sitting up on his knees, staring down at you with an enthusiastic expression. He shook his head, motioning to the present in his hands.

Which was strangely very close to his crotch.

❝No this is a new one! I'm sure you’ll like this one.❞

You stared up at him, letting out a sigh before looking at the present in his hands. You sat up, looking down at the red bow that held the present together. Though you paused, before pulling on the bow, staring at his bare stomach.

❝Why are you shirtless?❞

He laughed, waving you off.

❝Since when do I ever have a shirt on? Come on! Open it!❞

He urged, making you suspicious. He had one on yesterday. And the day before that. And so on. You stared at him unsure before reaching out and pulling on the bow, removing it from the present. You stared at the bland white box, before grabbing the top and taking it off, feeling his eyes on you the whole time.

It took you a hot second to process what was in the box, immediately shoving the top of the box in his face once you realized what it was, screaming at him.

❝WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!❞

You exclaimed in embarrassment, watching as the top to the box fell from his face to reveal his pouting expression.

❝What? You don't like it?❞

You gave another glance down to his dick sticking up and out from the box before looking back up at him.

❝You –– why the hell would I want that?!❞

You asked in exaggeration, making him roll his eyes and take the box away from his crotch. You only now realizing he was completely naked without it.

❝You seemed to like it the last couple of times I've –– ❞

❝Shut up!❞

You practically screamed, covering his mouth with your hands to silence him. He rose one of his thick eyebrows, slowly grabbing your hands and taking them off his mouth.

❝Okay listen honey. You're taking this gift with appreciation whether you like it or not.❞

He grabbed your shoulders before pushing you back down on the bed, making you yelp.

❝I've –– I just wo –– ❞

❝Woke up? Oh I've heard that one before.❞

He grabbed your legs, pulling you closer to him so he could access your underwear. You groaned, putting your arms over your head to cover your flustered face, already accepting the fact that you would have to appreciate this ❛gift.❜

•○❅|❅○•

❝Do you like it dear? Do you like it?❞

You looked at the next piece of expensive clothing he had got you, making your jaw drop a bit.

You've been opening, or well –– opening very expensive presents for almost an hour now. You knew Douma got a lot for you, that was very clear, but for all of them to seem like over a hundred dollars was a bit much.

❝Y – Yeah! It's . . . It looks very expensive.❞

You laughed nervously, lowering the robe down to your lap as you stared at him with an awkward smile.

He smiled back with glee, putting his head on his hands.

❝They all are! I'm happy I've finally had an excuse to spoil you!❞

You nodded, looking down at it before gently putting it back into the box it came in, then reaching over to grab what looked like the last present for you.

You glanced over at him, seeing him giving you a look to open it. You took apart the gift, your eyes widening at the thing of jewelry inside. You looked at him then back at the present, slowly taking it out.

It was a fucking diamond necklace.

You laughed nervously, quickly shutting the box before scratching the back of your neck. Apart from the ruby one and the sapphire one, you considered this to be a bit much.

❝These are really big diamonds!❞

You took another peak at the necklace before placing the box down, seeing him nod and scoot closer.

❝I thought you'd like it! The bigger the better!❞

He gave your thigh a pat, leaning in to give your forehead a kiss. You put your hands in your lap, staring at the stacks of clothes and jewelry and many more things. This was probably the most you have ever gotten during Christmas.

You did feel a little bad you weren't able to give Douma anything, which made you frown and look up at him.

❝I feel a little bad I wasn't able to give you anything.❞

You smiled weakly, only for him to shake his head and boop your nose.

❝Oh don't worry sweetie! What you did earlier was enough!❞

You quickly looked away, no longer feeling bad for him as he mentioned earlier. You didn't want to be reminded. You scoffed, waving him off before crossing your arms.

❝Whatever.❞

He laughed at your reaction, grabbing your face with both hands so he could turn your head to him to press a kiss against your lips. After a long moment, he pulled away, rubbing your bottom lip with his thumb.

❝Happy Christmas my love.❞

❝It's Merry Christmas.❞

❝Same thing.❞