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friends deleted scene number four - christmas

friends deleted scene number four — christmas

Luke had his legs curled up in Michael’s lap, his head resting on the arm chair of their couch. Their new house was filled with people celebrating Christmas (even if they weren’t Christian.)

Silver and Ashton had baby Ezra curled up in their arms, both of them whispering about the beauty of their child. 

Calum and Clémence were in the backroom, doing things Michael didn’t want to think about. 

“Remember last Christmas?” Luke asked.

“Were you almost set your eyes on fire—again?” Michael responded, looking at his husband. 

Luke laughed, “yeah, that one.” He repositioned his body so he was now leaning his head on Mike’s shoulder. His sock-clad feet curled beneath his body. The warm red sweater on his small body was far too big since it was actually for Michael. 

Ashton took Ezra in his arms, looking at his first born with such fascination. He couldn’t understand how his own father could leave Ashton and his mother. Looking at his son, he couldn’t imagine ever leaving him, not even for one minute. “Do you think I’ll be a good father?” He asked Silver.

She smiled, “Obviously. You’re gonna let him paint on the walls and make drums of the kitchen pots. You’re gonna be the best father the world has ever seen.” Silver reached a cold hand out to poke at Ezra’s nose, “Thankfully, he has your nose.”

Ashton rolled his eyes, looking at Silver and kissing her nose, “I love your nose. I love you.”

Calum groaned as Clémence thrusted her hips upwards. He moved his swollen lips to her neck, leaving kisses down to her collarbone. He didn’t want to leave any marks since sooner than later they’d have to face the people only one floor away. 

The twenty-one year old tilted her head back into the pillows, loving the feeling of her boyfriend on top of her. She froze up as he started to pull his shirt off, leaning back down to kiss her, his tongue playing with her lip ring. 

She placed her hands on his biceps, “I—I don’t want to do anything yet,” she whispered. 

“That’s alright,” he smiled, leaving a small peck on the side of her mouth, “do you wanna stop?”

Clémence nodded, bringing her hand up to wipe a piece of hair out of Calum’s eye. He rolled over, bringing the sheets of her bed over them. He laid his arm out, the younger girl automatically rolling into his embrace. 

He cuddled her closer, kissing the top of her forehead. She was beyond worth the wait. 

“Where did my daughter go?” Michael asked, looking around the room to find the pink haired girl. 

Silver’s eyes widened as she looked at her husband.

“Don’t tell me she’s with Calum,” Ashton spoke below a whisper, not wanting Luke or Mike to hear them.

Silver nodded. “Um, I think she’s getting food with Cal in the kitchen,” she covered for Clémence. Silver was like an older sister to the twenty-one year old. 

Michael nodded and sighed, accepting that answer. Luke looked over at Silver, raising an eyebrow.