Ianthony: Wish List (Christmas fluff)

Ianthony: Wish come true (Christmas fluff)

Anthony's Point of View

I got Ian's gifts and went home around 3 pm. I got him pretty much everything on his wish list. Except that one thing he wanted. I live to please him, but how am I supposed to find someone special for him to kiss? He hasn't even told me who he likes!  I bet he's getting me the most perfect gifts that I love, and not to sound ungrateful or anything, but they won't be good enough compared to what I really want. I really want the same thing as him, a kiss with someone special under the mistle toe. How cheesy right? Well, I do have someone in mind that I would like to kiss.. But, he's probably not into me. Yes, he, I'm gay okay? My thoughts were interrupted about 10 minutes later when Ian walked into our house. "Hey Anthony, you stay in your room while I wrap your gifts, okay? No peeksies!" I heard Ian yell. "And you stay in your room while I wrap yours!" I replied. "Sounds cool man!" he replied. "Quit yelling!" I yelled. I heard him giggle and I smiled to myself. We were both done wrapping the gifts within like 20 minutes. We went into the living room and put them under our Christmas tree. "Hey Ian, it's only like 4pm, we should make some Christmas sweets!" I suggested. "Okay man." he agreed.

We were finished making a shit load of cookies; chocolate chip, sprinkled ones, and snickerdoodles. We were now in the zone of making brownies. "Can you pass me the chocolate powder stuff?" Ian asked. I handed it to him and our hands touched. He didn't pull away until like 5 seconds passed. We both blushed and he added it to the mix. "Can I crack the eggs Ian? You always get the shells in the damn food!" I asked. He rolled his eyes. "Fiiinneee, but I get to stir it." he replied. I grabbed the eggs from the fridge. I grabbed three out and cracked them one by one. I added them to the mix. "Where's the wisp-wisk-stir thingy?" Ian asked. I laughed. "You don't even know what it's called?" I mocked, "What and you do?" he sarcastically replied. "True man. True." I agreed. After he finally found it, he started mixing. "Ian you're mixing it too slow! Hurry." I demanded. "It needs to be perfect Anthony!" he pouted like a little kid. "Here." I put my hand on his and guided him in mixing. We both were blushing madly. "This is so gay Anthony." he replied. "Well you are gay aren't you?" I replied. "Trueness." he responded. I giggled and spoke. "I think it's time to put this shit into the oven." He nodded and put the liquid shit onto a tray and into the oven.

We sat watching Home Alone as they baked. I put my arm around Ian's shoulders without thinking. He didn't react so I kept it there, He leaned his head into the crook of my neck. I blushed and looked down at him, then he looked up at me. We both started to lean in. We were centimeters away from each other's lips within seconds. I think we were about to kiss when *beep* *beep* *beep* the brownies were ready. I snapped back into reality. "U-Uh, I'll go get them out." I said. "Yeah. You-you do that." he stuttered. I got up and got the brownies out, then layed them by the cookies. "Well, Ian, it's 9 now, are we gonna sleep or are we gonna pull an all nighter til 12?" I asked. He thought for a few seconds. "An allnighter bro!" he cheered. I smiled and nodded. I was glad the awkwardness from the almost-kiss was gone. We basically just cuddled in the friendliest way possible while watching Christmas movies. When it was 11:50 pm, Ian grew super impatient. "Man, screw the rest of the world! I'm opening my gifts." he complained. "You can't wait 10 more minutes?" I asked. He nodded a 'nope' and I shrugged. "Well, I guess I might as well open mine, too."

"Woah man, Legend of Zelda & bangin' outfits!," I cheered,"thanks Ian. A lot. We smiled at each other. "You're welcome Anthony. And these gifts make me erect as well!" Ian cheered. I laughed and we both grew silent, just staring at each other. It was 11:59 by this time. I scooted next to him. "You know Ian, I'm really sorry I couldn't get you that Christmas kiss gift." I said. "It's ok man, you got everything else I wanted. But what was it that you wanted? You told me you couldn't have what you wanted." Ian replied.  I bit my lip. "I wanted the same thing you did." I answered. "Oh, well we can share some of my gifts." he insisted. "Not those Ian," I began, the clock read midnight," I wanted this."

I leaned to the tree and grabbed the mistle toe ornament. Before Ian could speak, I kissed him. He tensed up at first, but immediately kissed me back. I swear we were making out for like 50 seconds. When he pulled away, his eyes were watery. "Anthony, you don't know how bad I wanted that." he replied. "What? A kiss? Was it your first one?" I dumbfoundedly replied. "No, I've had kisses before. I'm saying I wanted a kiss with someone special. With you." he clarified. I blushed and leaned closer to him. "You don't know how bad I'VE been wanting this either." I purred into his ear. He smiled and pulled me into an embrace. "In case I didn't make it clear, I love you." Ian said. "I love you ,too." I responded. We got up and went to the couch and resumed our cuddling, this time a lot less friendly. Ian and I were spooning, and being the dominant fuck I am, I was big spoon. Ian flopped around so that he was facing me"Merry Christmas Anthony." he whispered in the cutest voice. I stroked his cheek then kissed him. "Merry Christmas Ian."

Thank you for reading my first official Ianthony story! It was a rushed one shot, but rather good for a first time, no? Any commentary is fine, as long as it isn't too hateful! Merry Christmas! <3