"Stuck In The Friend-Zone Again and Again"

"So Perfect"

A/N: hE IS 20

After Home Alone ended, the party died down and people started to trickle out.
Finally, it was just the Hemmings family and me.

"Wanna watch one more Christmas movie before bed?" I asked Luke, standing up and taking his hand and tugging gently.
He tucked his phone away. "Sure. Wait, why are you getting up?"
"I wanna cuddle in your bed," I pouted, jutting my lower lip out.
Luke grinned, standing up and wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm always down for that."
I smiled, tugging his hand again. "Let's go!"
"I have something I want to give you first," Luke said.
"But it's only Christmas Eve," I protested.
"Exactly," Luke smiled, sweeping me up and carrying me bridal style shrieking and giggling all the way to his room.
He dropped me on his bed, and I propped myself up on my elbows.
"Alright, what is it?" I asked excitedly.
"Just a sec," Luke said, searching through his closet.
Finally, he pulled out a box shoddily wrapped in snowflake paper with a blue bow.
"Here." He blushed. "Sorry about the wrap job."
"I love it," I smiled at him, taking off the bow and sticking it to his wall.
He sat down beside me as I tore the paper off of the box and took the top of the box to find some sort of onesie.
I pulled it out of the box to discover it was a penguin onesie, with pockets and a hood that had adorable eyes and a beak. The arms looked like flippers.
I looked up at Luke in awe. "Pajamas?"
"Well, I knew you were kind of upset about the fact that it would be your first Christmas not getting pajamas Christmas Eve, but you didn't want to say anything. And I just wanted to make you happy and feel at home and you can return them if you don't like them but I-"
I cut off his rambling with a tight hug.
"It's perfect, you're perfect. Thank you," I said, burying my face in his neck.
I pulled away and a single tear rolled down my cheek.
Luke swiped it away. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. You're just so amazing and thoughtful and I love you so much," I replied, swiping at another tear.
Luke smiled at me as I sniffed and took the onesie into my lap. "Put it on? I know you're gonna look so cute."
I nodded and flashed him a smile, standing up and retreating to my room to change into the pajamas and brush my hair out for bed.

The feet of the onesie looked like little penguin feet, and there was a white patch on the front like a belly. It wasn't fuzzy, but a soft cotton since it was summer in Australia.
All in all it was the cutest onesie I had ever seen.

I brushed my hair until it was silky smooth and flipped up the hood of my onesie.
I padded to the bathroom and took off my makeup and jewelry before scurrying back to Luke's room.
He wasn't there, which confused me, but I sat down on his bed to wait.
A moment later he appeared with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate.
"Sorry, hope you weren't waiting long," Luke apologized, slipping under the covers bedside me and handing me my mug.
"I wasn't," I assured him. "Besides-" I snuggled into him. "-You brought hot chocolate."
I took a sip. "And it's peppermint!" I beamed.
"Just how you like it," Luke said, starting up Netflix. "Three marshmallows, swirl of whipped cream, a splash of cream and peppermint. Then instead of a spoon there's a candy cane to stir."
"You really don't fuck around when it comes to remembering what I like, do you?" I giggled.
"No," Luke blushed, putting an arm around me.
"Which movie do you want to watch?" I asked him.
"Home Alone 2?" He proposed.
"Smol Macully Culkin? Yes please," I smiled as Luke pressed play.

I hummed along to the opening tune of the movie, and Luke smiled at me.
"I love you so much."
I grinned widely and blushed, looking up at him in adoration. "I love you too."

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When the movie was over, I was yawning and rubbing my eyes.
I moved to get up and Luke grabbed my hand. "Just stay," he mumbled.
"I'm just going to brush my teeth," I whispered.
Luke smiled sleepily and nodded, letting go of my hand.