A Jade Christmas

Chapter 3

"You're the snowflake!" Jackson said.

"Why so?" Cade asked surprised.

"... You're the one that's blonde," Jackson answered with hesitation. Cade couldn't help but burst out in a chuckle at his reply, and Jackson smiled as he blushed.

They both lied there, spooning away as they watched the white sky and all the snow outside the window. It felt very comforting, that they were safe from the cold, together under the cover. Jackson grabbed Cade's hand and intertwined their fingers. They were so soft, and Jackson could feel the intricate well-developed guitar muscles melt into his big palm. He turned to lie on his back, looking up at Cade who had apparently got up on his elbow and watched Jackson over his shoulder for a while. They gazed at each other for a while, without any expression in particular, just exploring each other's faces. Then Jackson leaned up to Cade and kissed him tenderly. When he rested his head back down again Cade's eyes were still shut and the blonde started singing the chorus to Love Me Tender. It was cheesy and completely perfect. Only when he was done he opened his eyes again, looking at Jackson.

"Cade, I love you. And I know I'm pretty, but could you at least try to care about the snow?" Jackson pleaded.

"I love you too" was all Cade cared to respond, and Jackson gave up. Jackson cared about Christmas with Cade, but Cade only seemed to see Jackson. Somehow it wasn't special, it wasn't fair. But oh well, Jackson would make sure Cade got the Christmas "feels" anyway... When the new cold from the snow that had reached into their room finally had made its way under their cover, since they were constantly letting air in as they cuddled around, Jackson got up and quickly pulled on a big cardigan and sweatpants.

"Gonna turn the heat on" he huffed before leaning down giving Cade a final kiss before he left the bedroom. After a few seconds of mentally preparing himself for the cold air that would hit his bare skin Cade also got up and ruffled about in his bag to find the most comfortable and warm clothes he'd brought with him. It wasn't hard, considering that was the only kind of clothing he had brought. He'd barely see anyone but Jackson until after Christmas, and none of them would care what the other was wearing. Really they didn't know how much wearing there would be anyhow. Basically all they'd do their entire stay was probably cuddle around in every corner they could find in this cabin.