Christmas Eve

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6 P.M -

Sherwins Pov:

"PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!'' I said, holding on to the hem of the slightly darker males red jersey.

 We've been sitting on the blue modern sofa for about 5 minutes and I still can't convince Jonathon to let me open one present before Christmas. He repeats no over and over again and normally he can't resist saying no but this year is different.

 He then teasingly hums, and rubs his nose on mine just smiling.

" Just be patient a few more hours isn't going to hurt, Love.'' he whispers soothingly.

" Oh but it will!" I say with a pout, fluttering my eyelashes.

He suddenly looked away. I was certain I was close to breaking him.

But then Jonathon quickly got up and sprinted out of the room and up the stairs to the second living room, then going left into our bedroom.

" NOPE NOPE NOPE!" he shouted out. I swung my hand up in defeat, getting up and basically dragged myself up the stairs.

Jonathan was already laying on the bed with his head underneath the covers. Rolling my eyes I flung myself onto the bed and said " I give up, I'll wait."

Peeking his head out from the blankets he held out his arms and I sourly snuggled into him.

Soon after I drifted off to sleep in his arms.

                                                                                  -The sofa-

                                                                                      -Their Bed-

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                                                                                      -Their Bed-

                                                                                      -Their Bed-

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