Trigger warning: chrismassy stuff
"Josh? Where are the lights? We can't have a tree without lights!" Tyler yelled, rummaging around in a box of ornaments. The boys were decorating their house for Christmas (even though it was in a day) and Tyler wanted everything to be perfect.
"Did you check the garage?" Josh yelled back, currently putting tinsel on every surface in the kitchen, including the sink.
Digging through the box some more, Tyler pulled out two bundles of lights with a triumphant smile. "Now to spend the next eighteen hours untangling them. Woo."
Josh, who had finished decorating the kitchen and dining room, took one of the piles and sat on the couch, Tyler doing the same.
Resting his head on Josh's shoulders, Tyler started to untangle the lights, frequently stopping to rest his fingers.
"Ugh, I feel like playing a set on my uke is less painful than this. And I'm not talking The Judge, I'm saying We Don't Believe What's On TV is less painful," Tyler grumbled.
"I feel ya. Playing a set on the drums is a lot more fun, especially because I know my favorite Ty Guy is having fun too."
After getting the lights from hell untangled, the boys draped them over the tree, trying not to overlap them too much.
"Did you know that in the UK, ornaments are called baubles?" Josh inquired while lugging the box of ornaments closer to the tree. "They always get the more fun sounding words."
Ignoring his partner's rant about British people, Tyler proceeded to take out a few of the mismatched ornaments and find spots for them on the tree. He'd never really liked the aesthetic of Christmas trees with ornaments that had a specific color scheme, they looked too matchy-matchy for his tastes.
"Were you even listening to me?" Josh questioned, pulling Tyler out of his thoughts.
"No, not really. I was just thinking about how I don't like trees with color schemes."
Grinning widely at his stupid boyfriend, Josh shook his head and got back to covering the tree in ornaments. A few with sentimental value were placed towards the front, with the sparkly blue ones that were Tyler's favorites.
Josh draped a garland around the top of the tree, and asked Tyler, "Do you want to put the star up, or should I?"
"What are you, 6? Of course I want to put the star up, have you met me?" Tyler responded, sassy as ever. Reaching up to the top of the tree, Tyler placed the gold star on the highest branch and connected it to the lights.
"Okay, I think we got it. Will you plug it in?"
Josh reached over and plugged in the cord to the power outlet, watching in slight awe at the sparkling tree. "It looks sick. As frick."
Grinning at each other, the two boys sat down at their table to enjoy the hot cocoa I forgot to mention because plot holes, and enjoyed their holidays.
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Ahh its so late i dont even want to think of an author's note
I'm NoT PrOoFrEaDiNg ThIs ItS 3 Am It PrObAbLy SuCkS oKaY
This was shit, i know, it was too short, i know, but give me feedback anywat
The wat grandma died, according to the internet.
Rip wat grandma. You died a legend.
Ok bye.
-rhea
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