All I Want For Christmas

All I Want for Christmas is You

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need

     Roman paced the apartment. It was Christmas Eve, he was more than exited! Or... he should be.

I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know

     Roman thought a lot. Mostly it was about creative things he could add to his writings. But, in that moment, his entire brain was clouded with him. Roman knew why Virgil couldn't be there. But that didn't mean it didn't hurt. Most of the time, his husband was able to get off for Christmas, but that year was an exception.

Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
Yeah

     Roman knew that Virgil couldn't do anything. That didn't mean he couldn't hope he would. Roman had done that so many times in the past, why couldn't he do the same thing then?

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need (and I)
Don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree

     Honestly, Roman knew Virgil couldn't do anything about it. He knew he would send him some gifts, which Roman would undeniably love, but t a wasn't the same.

I don't need to hang my stocking there upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy with a toy on Christmas Day

     Roman still decorated. That was his thing, or course he did. There was a tree covered in ornament and too-bright lights; small trinkets everywhere, which varied from snowmen, to snowflakes, to, for some reason, Disney princes (they werent relevant, but Roman loved them, so they were staying); and two stockings hung on the fireplace (one red with a crown and the other purple with headphones). He didn't need them, he wanted them. He'd prefer Virgil being there, though

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You, baby

     Roman flopped on the couch and dramatically put the crook of his elbow over his eyes. He tried to not cry, but what could he do about it? It wasn't like there was anyone there to see him...

Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas
I won't even wish for snow (and I)
I'm just gonna keep on waiting underneath the mistletoe

     Roman always wanted to see snow. He knew he lived in Florida, but a man can dream. He did have some traditional things for Christmas, though, like the tree, the stockings, and other various decorations - and mistletoe. (Yes, he put mistletoe.)

I won't make a list and send it to the North Pole for Saint Nick

     He did still write to the North Pole, no matter how old he was (he was only 28, shut up). He didn't that year, though. Instead, he wrote to Virgil and his general.

I won't even stay awake to hear those magic reindeer click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do?
Oh, baby, all I want for Christmas is you
You, baby

     Roman stayed awake that night. He didn't get a wink of sleep. That didn't matter. He wanted to hear he slam of a car door. He wanted to hear the clacking of keys. He wanted to hear the opening of the front door. Was that too much to ask?

Oh-oh, all the lights are shining so brightly everywhere (so brightly, baby)
And the sound of children's laughter fills the air (oh, oh, yeah)
And everyone is singing (oh, yeah)
I hear those sleigh bells ringing

     The children in the other apartments  were quite loud. Not that Roman wasn't. Of course he was singing Christmas carols at the top of his lungs.

Santa, won't you bring me the one I really need? (Yeah, oh)
Won't you please bring my baby to me?

     Roman really only wanted- no, needed one thing. He hadn't seen Virgil for almost a year. He was suffering.

Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just wanna see my baby standing right outside my door
Oh, I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Oh, baby, all I want for Christmas is you
You, baby

     He pleaded Virgil to ask his general again if he could come home. He had a few times, but every time Virgil was denied.

"All I want for Christmas is you, baby
All I want for Christmas is you, baby
All I want for Christmas is you, baby
All I want for Christmas (all I really want) is you, baby
All I want (I want) for Christmas (all I really want) is you, baby," Roman cried into his elbow. He couldn't stop himself from sobbing. Virgil wouldn't be home for Christmas.