A/N: Take note that this is a special chapter for the holidays. This is not a part of the original storyline and was simply meant to entertain everyone. This takes place in the modern world where Pier and Ciaran shares their Christmas together.
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Christmas Special
"What do you want to eat for Christmas?" Pier asked as he scrolled through his phone.
"You."
"Be serious, idiot." He rolled his eyes at the green-eyed man sitting on the couch.
"I'm serious."
"Food, food for the stomach! We need to celebrate the season, you know?!" He spoke in frustration while throwing a pillow at Ciaran.
"Well, how about I have your cu-"
"Ciaran, I swear to the heavens if you don't answer me properly, I'm going to spend the holidays at Uncle Henry's place!" He threatened and immediately, Ciaran's lazy eyes turned serious.
He fixed his posture and intertwined his fingers together as if he was in deep thought.
"Roast chicken and maybe you can add some salad for me." His tone instantly changed the minute Pier said he's going to spend the holidays at another person's house.
'Worse, it's at that bastard's place!' He squinted his eyes while staring at the beautiful man quietly scrolling and typing through his phone.
He did not want Pier to spend Christmas at his uncle's mansion because the red-haired bastard who's constantly making moves towards his Pier would be there too.
"What else?" Pier asked and Ciaran started to think of another food he'd like to have.
"Roast potatoes sounds good!" He spoke, still with the serious expression and Pier took the opportunity to chuckle.
He finds it cute when Ciaran gets serious when Asher is involved.
"That would be all for me. How about you, what would you like to eat?" Ciaran, who noticed Pier's light laughter also eased his stoic expression.
"I'd really like to order some pizz-"
"No pizza."
"What? Why?" He whined with a displeased look.
Ciaran shook his head multiple times.
"You said you were going on a diet." He spoke while his eyes were closed.
Pier clicked his tongue while stomping on the floor for a few times before groaning and thinking of another food that he can eat for this evening.
Ciaran opened one of his eyes and cheekily stole a glance at Pier.
Not that Pier really needed any diet.
His eyes gazed the blue-eyed man's body with a hungry expression.
'Ah, I want to have him.' He thought as he felt his manhood start to liven up again for the nth time after seeing Pier.
Their relationship was really good. There were no major problems and Ciaran was having the best time of his life living with a hot blue eyed and silver haired jerk who loves to suck his dic-
He shook his head at the thought and avoided his gaze at Pier.
'It's Christmas, idiot! Get your shit together!' He scolded himself and lightly slapping his face in the process.
He wanted to spend the holidays with Pier.
Not just the holidays but every single day with him.
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