My Comfy Place

Christmas special

Tharn's POV

So today is Christmas eve, I want it to be special for the both of us. Type is visiting his grandma and grandpa, he asked if I wanted to come with him but I said I didn't want to because I had a headache.

I just wanted to surprise him when he comes home this evening. So I asked his parents if they have a tree, luckily they had, so I set that one up and I started decorating it.

After that I wrapped all my presents, I had for Type around 3 presents and for his parents each 2. I always liked Christmas. After my dad died we never celebrated it anymore, so now I want it to be special.

I placed the presents under the tree. I then started decorating the whole house with different kinds of lights and decorations.

After 3 hours I was done and I need to say that I am happy about the outcome.

I then looked at the clock and saw that they are almost home.
I rushed to the bathroom and started getting ready.

(This is his sweater and he will wear it with jeans.)

After I washed myself, I wore my clothes. Type also had a Christmas sweater on, so I won't be alone.

I already cooked some food and made dessert. I got down and played some Christmas music.

I set the food on the table while dancing a bit, I kept dancing until I felt someone's hands on my waist.

I turned around and saw Type smiling at me, I pecked his lips and hugged him.

"Merry Christmas Type."
"Merry Christmas Tharn, did you do all of this?"
"Yeah, its been a long time since I celebrated it, so I thought 'why not surprise him' so I decorated everything."
"Thank you, I love it."
"I also have presents for you and your parents. Now that I realise, where are they?"
"They went to the mall, they still need some presents to buy."
"Oh, okay. I cooked some food."
"Really? I bet its so delicious."
"I don't know, it's been a long time since I cooked."
"True, but it's not because you haven't done it in awhile that you can't do it anymore. It's just like your music, you sometimes don't play for a long time but you still are good at it."
"Thats different."
"It isn't."
"You always know what to say."
"Only with you."
"Yeah yeah."

I let go of the hug and walked to the kitchen. I placed the food back on the stove.

Type came behind me and hugged me from behind, we've been together for 2 years and he is more open to people then me but I still show them that I have a boyfriend, it's not that I'm ashamed that I'm with him, I'm just to shy to tell people directly. He also is the one who wants more attention and I give it to him too.

His parents came home when we placed the last plates of food.
We sat down and ate together, we talked about all sort of things. His parents really acted like I'm their real son. They have always been there for me, even when I had some problems with my mom.

Meeting Type again has been the best thing to ever happen to me.

After eating we sat down by the tree and started giving gifts to everyone.

From his parents I got a pair of pants that I wanted and a shirt, from Type I got a key.

"For what is the key?"
"Well, I know that you've been looking for a little studio, so I saved money and bought you one." My eyes started to water.
"Really? This isn't a joke?"
"Its real, you've been working hard and you always come home exhausted. I know you want to make your own music and want to stop with your job now." The tears were falling now.
"Now my presents will look like shit."
"No, everything you give me is fantastic."
"I don't know."
"Its fine, just give them."