Chris and Co. Oneshots

Make it up to you - Colin Shea x Reader

Warnings: SMUT! 18+ ONLY, Language, Praise kink, Fluff, tad bit of Angst.

Colin had fucked up. Massively. He was determined not to screw up this year. Make sure you had the best Christmas ever, with the perfect present.

Everything had been going so well, he had organised for the two of you to celebrate Christmas in a cabin in New Hampshire. He'd found the perfect cabin that had amazing views, a beautiful fire place and would be already decorated for Christmas. It was like something out of Pinterest. Which he would know because you'd shown him many Pinterest pictures of similar cabins.

In hindsight everything was going too well. He should have guessed something was going to go wrong. He just couldn't believe how stupid he'd been.

He knew how much you loved getting stuff from independent businesses. Going by the amount of Etsy packages that turned up at your apartment, anyone would guess that you fund the entire website. So for Christmas Colin started scouring the website to find something for you. He'd also remembered that you said you would love a new cable knit sweater. At first all the ones he found were insanely expensive so when he found a good one for a decent price he instantly brought it.

By doing that he made the biggest mistake possible when buying stuff online. Not checking the description nor the reviews. A fact he realised when he opened the box not finding a brand new cable knit sweater, just a whole bunch of yarn.

"What the fuck?" He muttered searching through the box hoping that somehow it was at the very bottom.

"Hey what you got there?" You ask walking in.

"Uh nothing, think something got delivered to the wrong apartment" Colin says quickly stuffing everything back in the box.

"Oh, guess that happens when its so close to Christmas, just hope its not someone's present" you hum as you mill around the kitchen putting away the groceries you'd brought.

"Yeah sure that would be terrible, I'll go see if its someone's in the building" Colin say picking up the box and quickly leaving the apartment.

He runs down a couple flights of stairs before sitting down and setting the box down next to him. He pulls out his phone to try and work out what had gone wrong. He found the original item on the website and when he read the description he realised his mistake.

It was a make your own sweater, not an actual sweater.

"Oh I've fucked up" he mutter running his hand through his hair.

He pinched the bridge of his nose trying to work out what to do. Looking at the date he realised he had 7 days to sort something out. He couldn't order something else because there was no way it would arrive in time now. He could go out shopping but the shops would be heaving so close to Christmas and he didn't particularly want to fight some granny over a present.

He looked over at the box with a deep sigh before reaching in and pulling out the piece of paper that had the instructions on. It didn't look too hard, maybe he could do it himself. People did say handmade gifts by those you love were the best gifts.

Heading back up to the apartment he snuck back in hiding the yarn so that he could find it later when you were out at work.

"Did you find who's parcel it was?" You asked when he walked back out of the bedroom.

"What?" He asked confused.

"The parcel? You went to go see if you could find its owner?" You remind him frowning slightly as you looked up from the stove.

"Oh right, yeah, the parcel, it was um 1C's" he says walking over to the kitchen to join you.

"Oofh you had to walk all the way down there?" You whistle shaking your head.