~Christmas plans~

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—————————————————————————The sun was just rising as you woke up, you woke up on Claude's chest, his hands were holding your thighs and you were still in your dress from last night. You lifted your head from his chest and studied his face, he was sleeping Peacefully as always, his hair messy, his eyebrows furrowed, you smiled and kissed his nose as you got up. When you stood up you held your head, you had a bit of a headache from the alcohol last night but it was something you could walk off, you went to the kitchen but before you could do anything you heard sniffling from upstairs, followed with some quiet sobbing, you raised your eyebrows. Realizing it was Quasimodo, You quickly walked up the stairs and followed the sobbing, you walked towards Claude's room and saw Quasimodo curled up outside his door in his pajamas, sobbing.

you went on your knees and put your hand on his shoulder. "Quasimodo what's wrong?" You asked softly, his head shot up as he heard your voice, he sat up, when you saw his poor face, you frowned, his eyes were red and his cheeks were too, Tears Running down his cheeks "oh quasi.." you said as you hugged him. He hugged you back "where's papa?" He sobbed into your shoulder "he's downstairs sleeping on the couch, were you crying because you couldn't find him?" You asked, pulling back from the hug to wipe the tears off his cheeks, he nodded "I had a bad dream and w-when I walked to papas room and knocked on the door he didn't answer, I thought he was gone.." he said trying to hold in More tears, you pouted. You stood up and held his hand "come on, let's go wake up your papa" he nodded and walked down the stairs with you, you walked with him to the living room where Claude was sleeping.

Quasimodo's lips were trembling as he saw Claude sleeping on the couch, he ran up to him and hugged him, sobbing. Claude woke up and looked at Quasimodo, he noticed he was crying and his groggy face turned into a concerned one.
He put his hand on Quasimodo's back "what's wrong Quasimodo? Why are you crying?" He said as he sat up and looked at his son, picking him up and sitting him on his lap. "He had a Bad Dream and when he woke up and walked to your room and knocked on your door and you didn't answer, he assumed you were gone and started crying" his eyebrows raised as he hugged his son "don't worry dear boy I'm here, but why didn't you check downstairs?" Quasimodo sniffled "I'm scared of dark stairs" you smiled.

After Quasimodo calmed down, Claude asked him about his dream but Quasimodo said he didn't want to talk about it. You went to the bathroom to freshen up, and then to the kitchen to make some coffee for you and Claude and some cereal for Quasimodo, as you were putting tea spoons of coffee powder in the mugs. Claude came up behind you and hugged you, you heard some French Kids Show playing for Quasimodo on the tv. You smiled as you felt Claude wrap his arms around you "how are you feeling dear? Does anything hurt?" You shook your head "i'm alright, just woke up with a bit of a headache but it didn't last." He nodded and brought the cereal for Quasimodo.

After you and Claude finished your coffee and Quasimodo finished his breakfast, the nanny from last night walked in, you tried to avoid eye contact with her. Claude pulled her aside to talk with her, you didn't want to listen but when she saw you she smiled and greeted you, you did the Same back.
After an Hour you and Claude were sitting on the couch, talking about Christmas "y/n I was thinking of something that I wanted to do for Christmas." You tilted your head a bit "what is it?" You asked "I would love it if you invited all your friends here for Christmas, when I say all your friends I do mean, Esmeralda, her boyfriend and those other two, Clopin and Victor?" .
You chuckled "Hugo. Not Victor, and I'd love that and I'm sure they will too, but what about the presents at my house?" He thought about it for a second "you can bring them here, we can put them under my tree." He suggested, gesturing at his very full tree, you nodded "alright, I'll ask them" .

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