Matthew Espinosa Imagines

Merry Christmas, Baby

I sit alone in my room, holding a mug of hot chocolate in my two hands while looking out of my window at the millions of snowflakes falling onto the blanket they have all already formed on the ground.

This night was Christmas Eve. Tomorrow is Christmas. And my boyfriend was millions of miles away on tour.

He has already told me he's sorry millions of times and even offered to not go on the tour, but I felt too guilty making him stay. His fans would be heart broken, and I didn't want to be responsible for a million broken hearts.

So, here I sat. Alone and wishing there were two Matthew Espinosas in the world; one for his millions of fans, and the other here in my room, cuddling me into his chest and telling me I was his only love.

I remember last year's Christmas. Matthew had put a tree in my room and plugged it in right when I walked in. The lights sparked awake and I loved it. Especially the locket he gave me afterwards, which was around my neck at the moment.

I decide that isolating myself in my room wasn't healthy, or helping my sadness, so I went downstairs to wash out my mug and hopefully find something to do.

I find my father downstairs, reading the paper while Jingle Bells played throughout our house. I don't bother him as I wash out my mug and then put it away quietly.

"Honey, could you go get the mail?" Dad asks, making me sigh and regret coming downstairs.

"But Dad, it's freezing outside," I whine.

Dad's eyes lock with mine. "Do you want to be on Santa's Naughty List?"

I roll my eyes and groan as I make one last look at Dad before going towards the front door. He looked smug...like he was hiding something. Huh, weird.

I pull my sweatshirt's hood over my head and decide to get it over with, opening the door and trudging outside into the freezing, wintery air.

I go to the mailbox and open it, and almost scream when I see there's nothing in it. Thanks for making me come out here for nothing, Dad.

Just as I was about to turn and charge inside, I see something lit up in the corner of my eye.

I turn my head to the light and see a string of white Christmas lights, covered in snow but their glow still protruding through the icy precipitation.

I frown. At first, I think that maybe one of our neighbors left their Christmas lights laying out...but then I notice the string was leading a trail into the woods behind my house.

Since I didn't have anything better to do, and I was curious, I begin to follow the trail.

I step beside the lights, the glow leading me deeper and deeper into the icy woods.

The cold air stung my face and other exposed areas of my body, but I ignored it and continued to follow the lights instinctively.

Light after light, I trudge through the snow and keep following, not losing hope until I got to the end of the lights and see nothing.

I scoff. I can't believe I thought there was something here.

But just as I turn around to trudge back home, I hear a voice that makes my heart flutter and my smile widen.

"Hi baby girl."

My eyes bulge, and I flip around to the sound and barely see Matthew a few feet away from the end of the trail, grinning and not losing eye contact with me.

"M-...Matt?" I stammer, shocked beyond words.

I then notice that he was holding two cords, one in each hand. One had an outlet, one had a plug.

Before I could ask, Matthew grinned and said, "Merry Christmas, baby."

Then, all of the sudden, Matthew plugs the two cords together and the forest lights up with Christmas lights, millions of them.

I gasp and then circle in place, looking at the glow of the forest that was so beautiful I cried. There were so many lights that I couldn't even see one tree that didn't have the bright glow of white.

I look back down at Matt who I could see so clearly now. He was smugly smiling and then opened his arms for me.

"I missed you" he said so quietly that I barely heard him. I let out a shaky sob and then run towards him, jumping into his arms and embracing him so tightly and securely that there was no way he could pull me off of him, but thankfully he didn't want to.

He hugged me back tightly and kissed my cheek and forehead and jaw.

"I hope you know that you make me glow brighter than any one of these lights," Matthew whispers to me.

I smile and press my lips against his. He smiles into my lips and then begins to spin us around while laughing into my neck.

I didn't even notice the frostbite feeling in my body anymore. All I knew then at that moment was that I wanted to be with Matthew under all those lights and make sure I'll remember this night forever.

"Dance with me?" Matt proposes, after setting me down.

I grin and giggle as Matt takes my hand and twirls me into him, then thrusts me back out, and then brings me back into his embrace, swaying us back and forth and kissing my temple.

Matt then suddenly stops being all lovey and let's me go, crouching down and gathering snow into his palms to create a snowball.

I gasp but smile at him as he smiles back deviously. "Don't you dare!" I say, but it was too late.

Matt throws the ball at my face, making me gasp when the cold ice hits my face.

But it wasn't violent, and it wasn't mean, and it wasn't out of hate. It was out of love, as Matthew fell into the snow laughing as I wiped ice out of my eyes and grinned at him, even though I should've been angry.

Matt pulls me down into the snow with him, making me chuckle and cling to him, not even feeling the cold.

Matt pulls me on top of him and our eyes lock, as we continued to laugh and grin at each other.

Snow fell onto us as the continuous glow of the lights still shined. I felt so happy with him, so safe and secure.

Matthew is my warmth, and I'm his light.

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I'm sorry but it's December now and I'm really excited for Christmas 🌟☃

there will be many more Christmas imagines to come ;)

- Abby/Ashley