Playing Princess

33. Christmas day

Conner's pov

IT'S CHRISTMAS!

My favourite day of the year. Everyone is so happy and full of joy and everything wrong in the world seems to disappear. 

I also get to spend it with all the people I love so that's also a plus. And this year I get to spend it with Mateo. 

"Mateo, wakey wakey eggs and bakey" I whisper, I've been trying to get him to wake up for the past while but this man sleeps like a god damn rock. 

I have tried everything from tickling him, pushing him, talking to him, I even gave him a wet willy and he still didn't wake up. 

But I haven't tried kissing him yet... 

I lean over his shoulder since I was the big spoon last night and gently place my lips on his. It takes him a second but he rolls over to his back and I smile into the kiss. He's awake. 

If I would have thought of that earlier I could have saved a lot of time. 

"Morning" He mutters against my lips before I pull away. "About damn time, now we have to go wake up my brothers" I get all giddy inside because that's that part I look most forward to each year. 

I roll off the bed but my foot doesn't hit the ground, it hits Noah. 

He groans and holds his stomach, where I hit him. 

"I'm so sorry Noah, I forgot you were down there" We ran out of beds to sleep on so he had to sleep on the floor in my room since it's crowded in any of my brothers room. 

 "It's okay" He groans.

"Merry Christmas" Mateo kisses my shoulder from behind and my body leans back into him. "Merry Christmas lover boy" I smile. 

"First you step on my stomach then you make me witness you guys being all lovey dovey, I'm out of here. I'm going to go make some coffee" Noah groans as he walks out the door. 

"Wanna have a quickly before we go wake everyone up" Mateo smirks from behind me. My eyes shoots towards him and I give him a glare "You are nuts. It's Christmas freaking day" 

"I'm joking, maybe" He smirks as his kisses trail up from my shoulder up to my neck. "Well too bad, I want to go open my gifts" I smile and take his hand, trying to pull him off the bed. 

I don't even more him a bit since I haven't worked out since gym class and even then I barely did anything. Eventually though he gives in and stands up from the bed, allowing me to pull him out of the room with our hands interlocked together. 

I sit down on the couch and Mateo sits down next to me. He stretches an arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him. Cheesy romantic much. 

My parents wonder in with coffee's in their hands. Dawson and Jacob find their way into the living room and Jacob sits on the floor while Dawson sits down next to dad. "Where's Finn" I ask. 

"Still sleeping, we tried to wake him up but he's to damn annoying to get out of bed" Dawson replies and mom gives him a little glare for calling Finn annoying. Even though he is. 

"I'm going to go wake him up the old fashion way" I pretend to crack my knuckles as I begin walking up stairs. 

"Good luck" Jacob calls. I don't need luck, all I need to two fists and something to hit. 

Oh my, I should be in a really old movie and be the sheriff in town. Or I could be the big man that wears leather jackets with the sleeves cut off and shows up to a bar cracking his knuckles. Wait-I'm a women. I would get payed big bucks for my acting.