Multifandom Oneshots

Sirius Black x Reader

"A Christmas tree?" Sirius asks, looking at you weird.
"Well, duh! What's Christmas without a tree?"
"I've never had a Christmas tree in my life, besides at school."
"You poor deprived child. We're having a Christmas tree."
"All right, babe."
He comes with you to pick out a tree.
"It's this fun?" You smile as you're decorating the tree you'd picked. "I need a stool."
"Why?"
"To put the angel on top."
"Duh."
"Shut up. Actually, you can reach, can't you? You put it."
He takes the angel from you and puts it atop the tree.
"Can you turn it to the right a bit? No, other right. Perfect."

"Goodnight, babe." He tells you on Christmas Eve. He kisses your cheek.
"I'm sorry, but where do you think you're going?" You grab his hand to prevent his leaving.
"Um... bed? I thought that was implied with the 'goodnight.'"
"You can't go to bed yet."
"... Why? We aren't going to wait up for Santa, babe."
You roll your eyes. "No, but we do have to read The Night Before Christmas."
"The what?"
"You know, the children's story about Santa. 'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.' You know?"
"No."
"Come sit. I'll read." You pat beside you on the couch. "I still think we should've made cookies." You mutter.
"Fine. We'll make cookies."
You grin and pull him into the kitchen.
He eats cookie dough while you lay it on the baking sheet.
"You're the best." You smile as you put the cookies in the oven.
After you take the cookies out, you make him sit back down to listen to you read.
He listens patiently, then watches you set out some cookies and a glass of milk, amused.
"Shut up. It's fun." You say.
"It looks it. Do you want to watch the Midnight Mass too, or can we go to bed now?"
"I'm not Catholic."
He laughs and pulls you to the bedroom.
When you wake up, there are cookie crumbs and a half drunk glass of milk.
You look skeptically at Sirius, but he looks just as surprises as you do. "Did you do that?" You ask anyways.
He shakes his head.
A man in a Santa costume walks in. "Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!"
You and Sirius look at each other.
Santa winks at you as he hands you both a box and disapparates.
"That was weird as fuck." Sirius says.
"Who was that?" You ask, almost certain he had planned it.
"I don't have a clue."
You open the box Santa had given you to see the necklace you had pointed out to Lily the other day.
Sirius shows you an AC/DC shirt.
"You know who it was." He says.
"Santa Claus, obviously."
"Santa Claus isn't real."
"Then who was it?" You ask. You know it was none other than James Potter, but nothing would make you tell him that.
"Santa." He agrees with a smile, kissing your cheek.
You smile up at him. "Mhmm." That's what you thought.