Forced little one

33.

Noah pov

We ate breakfast. I looked at Daddy then at Jack. It was Christmas. i should be happy. As we finished our food, Jack opened the living room door, letting us see the tree with many presents under it, as well as a letter on the coffee table. "Daddy read," Jack said as we sat down on the chouch me in daddys lap, and Jack pressed up beside us.
"Dear Jack and noah,
You were nice, little boys this year. As for that, i got you rewards for that. I hope that you are nice next year to let me see the beautiful tree and taste the delicious cookies again.
Merry Christmas, your Santa.
Ho ho ho,"
I looked at the paper, then at the tree, i never got presents to Christmas i wasn't a good boy. Minho hugged me, whispering stuff in my ear. "Comon, get your presents, little men," i stood up from his lap, walking to the tree and getting a box pushed in my arms from Jack. "Yours," he looked at me with hopeful eyes as i opened the present. Seeing a onesie that i wanted, i opened another one, seeing toys and other things i wanted. Jack opened his until there were two presents left. "Daddy yours," i said, handing him his present. He opened it, showing us a picture of all of us. I looked at Jack and then at the last presents where both our names were on. I looked at Daddy, and he nodded. Jack and i opened the presents, seeing a play tent that we saw in the store and begged to have it.

Later, as we played with the toys we got. Jack said that we needed to talk after talking to Daddy. We sat down in the dining room, i looked at them as i for once sat in a normal chair. "So noah, Jack and i are in a relationship, as you know, right ?" I nodded. i knew that as i saw them kissing and touching each other before. "So we were thinking..." Jack trailed of making me scared.

Taking kind of a break, see you guys next year !
Merry Christmas and a happy new year !