(This was written Christmas eve but published later: the tma gang all have house together )
Christmas eve it was dark out side everyone but one person was in the house. Jon stood outside on the porch with a cigarette , Martin noticed him from inside and came out. He hugged him from behind and nuzzled ibto his shoulder. " Martin.. " he giggled " what are you doing out here ?" Martin muffled " its nothing...". Martin lifted his head and looked at Jon " your smoking so obviously its something , you only smoke when somethings bothering you" he said taking the bud and putting it out despite Jon's groan in disappointment. " we promised not to keep secrets!" He said pulling Jon in from behind , " I know...its just...none of this feels...real" he said sadly. " yeah...I understand.." Martin sympathised " I'm just waiting to wake up.. and be back in that hell scape.." Jon sighed. Tim had perked up and was listening in before walking over " hey! It's Christmas what's with the sad faces you two ?" He said. Jon sighed " I'm scared this is all a dream.." he said , Tim gave his a look " well I can assure you-" he pinched him self and yelped " ow! Yup I'm real I'm not a dream so don't you worry!" He said giving Jon a playful punch in the shoulder. Jon laughed " thank you Tim..." he said. " boys come sit down!" Sasha yelled over and the three came and sat with them for movies , snacks and drinks. Jon leaned against Martin and smiled , Martin looked at him and kissed the top of his head before smugglign bcak into him.
Merry Christmas from the archival gang <3
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