The Alpha's A Mute

Thirteen

Maverick
   Christmas Day. Silas had jumped on my bed, yelling at me to wake up. His childish glee made my heart swell. I let him pull me along as I rubbed my eyes sleepily. Grayson and Corbin were already sitting on the couch, the two were leaning on each other half asleep.
   "Mav!" Silas grinned up at me as he pulled me in front of the tree. He sat in my lap before he grabbed his first present to open. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my chin on his shoulder. Grayson and Corbin woke up and grabbed presents of their own to open.

   "Here Vic," Grayson handed me a gift that was wrapped in silver paper and had a blue ribbon. I tore the paper off and pulled the top half off the box, my jaw dropped. Inside was the set of paintbrushes I had been wanting for over a year. He grinned at me before turning towards Corbin.
Silas had crawled into my lap with his gift to me and mine to him. "Open yours first." I tore open the black paper before my eyes widened at the gift. A new turntable. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him before peppering his face with kisses. He giggled before grabbing his present.

Silas froze and stared at the small box in his hands. He looked up at me with wide eyes. Nestled inside was a promise ring. A simple silver band with a small dark ruby set in the middle.
   I held his cheeks before placing a soft kiss on his lips, resting my forehead against his afterward. "Mav. I love you," he slipped the ring on his finger before wrapping his arms around my neck. I closed my eyes, burying my face in his hair.

   The four of us were sitting at the table, finally eating breakfast. Silas held my hand under the table, I ran my thumb across his knuckles. Corbin and Grayson were eyeing each other from across the table. I caught Silas' eye and we snuck away from the kitchen.
   After taking our presents to my room, I set up the turntable and put on a record. I held out my hand and Silas took it hesitantly. He rested his free hand on my shoulder. We gently swayed to the music before he kissed my cheek softly.
I spun him and he smiled at me. He leaned against my chest and sighed. The song ended and I picked him up.  He straddled my lap, facing me. "Merry Christmas Mav." Silas' eyes were locked on my own, the sea of gray showing nothing but love. Merry Christmas Si.

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I'm going to start writing in third person instead of first person from here on out. Love you all! ~Tyki