Paul One Shots

Christmas with you

I smiled sitting on paul's sofa as I often did when I visited listening to him pluck away at his guitar strings sitting on his rug back against the old chair in his living room, the flickering lights of the fireplace crackling away at the logs on it, firelight washed against his skin and clothes, the smell of orange and peppermint flooded the room. The lights in the window gently glowing softly, the tree gently flickering light across us both. he got onto a tune seeming to play it over and over making little notes as he did I noticed how sweet the tune was and almost Christmas-y it was he looked up and smiled at me blowing me a kiss so I blew one back I smiled gently Swaying as I worked my knitting in my hand as he got this tune down well and smiled at me I gently hummed along with his sweet tune for a good while once the song was finished he put his guitar on its stand and came sitting beside me giving my head a kiss and pulling me so I could lay nuzzled on his shoulder
"I'm happy I get to spend Christmas with you"
"But you could be on your with the boys? Playing music? Drinking? The cool tour girls the guys pick up? Christmas in amazing cites? With thousands of fans to give you nice presents? And of course all the tour money?"
"It's still now where near compared to Christmas at home with you, snuggled by the fire, with a blanket and some hot chocolate."
"You mean it?"
".... If I had to give all of it up. Forever. Just to spend Christmas with you. I would" he smiled "I love you y/n" he whispered
"I love you too" I smiled giving his lips a little kiss