A Child for Christmas

Chapter 12

Seth

Haru had made us all go and eat fro-yo at some aesthetically pleasing asian cafe. I was delighted by the little amount of sunshine that was out today. It wasn't by any means warm, but it was more pleasant than the quick wind and snow these past few days. Jeremy kept to himself today and only talked vividly to Haru and I. Most days I would put it off as him being shy, but when I looked at the other shy children around us they were able to make eye contact at least. We were out for most of the day doing random things. There was mention of meeting santa at a Christmas carnival on the radio. Jeremy seemed ecstatic about the news so we went and allowed him to construct a snowman on paper, meet the man in the red suit, all while eating cookies and drinking hot cocoa.

I fell asleep somewhere around 9:00 pm and now I was awake once again at ... 4:30? Is it really that early? I could hear a ruckus downstairs. What is going on? I pulled a throw blanket around my shoulders and walked downstairs with sleepy eyes. There was a dim light coming from the kitchen. Haru looked up at me with a guilty look on his face. He raised his shoulders trying to hide into himself. His glasses were on and it was adorable. "Im so sorry. Did I wake you?"

"Yea, but It's okay. What are you doing". He looked down at the tub of cookies and then at the mixing bowl next to him.

"Ive always wanted to be able to wake up to a sugar fest and the smell of freshly baked cookies, early on Christmas day. My father was strict about what we ate though, so it never happened. I promised myself that when I had a son I would shower him in the sweets that I hoped to wake up to. Once I realized that by the time I was in a stable relationship I may not want to adopt anymore, I gave up on the dream. But Jeremy's here and I just ... I want to give him the freshly baked cookie smell that I never got". This man is just, beautiful. His heart is absolutely beautiful. I've never met someone that made me look at them with such awe. He's a gift to this world.

I walked over to him and took the glasses off of his face as well as the cookie dough scooper out of his hand. "Jeremy won't be awake until 8:00, don't start yet". He crossed his arms and smiled shyly away from me. I took the throw blanket off of my shoulders and wrapped it around his to pull him closer to me. I took a deep breath of his fresh scent. "Merry Christmas".

"Umm Merry Christmas to you too". I knew I was too close for comfort, but I didn't want to pull away.

"Haru."

"Yes?" He seemed reluctant to answer. I wish I didn't always make him so nervous. He should be able to be comfortable around me.

"I'm not sure what I really want out of this, but would it be inappropriate if I kissed you right now?" He didn't answer, simply looked up at me with big eyes. I figured I'd just have to go for it and see how it goes. I rested the palm of my hand on his cheek with my thumb under his chin to tilt his head up. The small height difference made things easy. I gently rested my lips upon his before applying pressure. A hushed moan came out of his mouth. I grew more aggressive pulling him into my body. He brought his arms around my neck and ran a hand through my hair. I was quickly loosing breath with all the excitement. When I pulled away we both took a deep breath. There was a moment of silence before he spoke.

"Please tell me that wasn't a one time thing". I laughed, loud and uncaring. I knew he wasn't this innocent person, but I couldn't help but see him as this adorable bunny.

"No it's not". To prove my point I gave him a quick peck and grabbed a cup out of the cabinet. "If we watch a movie time will pass quicker before we begin to bake".

"Okay", he whispered quickly. Not because he had to be quiet, but I think his nerves were bouncing around, and if he said it any louder it might have come out as a yelp. We cuddled on the couch until 6:30 when it came time to bake again. Jeremy was extremely delighted and he was grateful for the few gifts I was able to get him. It truly was a Merry Christmas, and I don't think I'd have wanted things to happen any other way.

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I was speaking to Haru's cousins telling them the story of how we met a year ago. It always was a good one. I looked over at my loving partner, who was holding Jeremy in his arms. Merry Christmas my darlings. 

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Thank you so much for being patient while I extended this story way past the due date. Enjoy the rest of your year. Enjoy Black History Month. Enjoy Beyonce being pregnant with twins. Have a great life and please check out my other stories. Good bye my lovely readers. See you in November for the next Christmas story.