His Help (BoyxBoy)

Extra #3

I smiled as I saw snow start to fall outside.

The past couple years were pretty crazy to think about. This more chill and lazy Christmas Eve was a welcoming change after the last two year's catastrophes.

Last Christmas the whole house had almost gone up in flames due to an unexplained chain of events involving David and Howard fighting over the stove, and the year before that there had been explosives involved, explosives that everyone was still confused on who brought. Who brings explosives to a Christmas party anyway? I had my bets placed on David. 

But this year it had been oddly uneventful. No fires or bombs, and other than Harry and David drinking till they literally dropped, it was actually quite calm and serene. 

The party part of the night was already pretty much over, and most people were either dozing or passed out.

It had become Christmas tradition for everyone to camp out at Caspar's place on Christmas Eve, and then all return to the respective families the next morning. 

When we all were younger it was a rather impressive feat to sneak out Christmas Eve after everyone's families had gone to sleep, and then have one of the other people in the group drive over to pick them up.

Thinking about it now, it all seemed so ridiculous. 

I startled as Caspar appeared out of nowhere, flopping onto the spot next to me on the couch, his eyes searching the book I was currently reading.

"How many times have you read through the Harry Potter series now? Honestly, Gavin, you're like a broken record." Caspar teased, blue eyes seeming more lively than usual. I felt a slight sense of wariness at how energetic he was.

Of course Caspar was always energetic, that fact would probably never change even if they put him six feet under, but the way he was acting now made me feel like he was possibly hiding something from me, and if it was another prank like the one he pulled on me on my birthday I was going to honestly kill him.

"Harry Potter books are timeless, you can't ever read them too many times." I stated, raising my eyebrows at him expectantly, letting him know that I was suspicious of him.

"What? I can't sit next to my boyfriend without looking suspicious now?" He asked in disbelief, a cheeky smile still on his face.

Something was most definitely going on here. 

He had said he was going out earlier to help Kaycee with something, but he hadn't actually said what he was helping her with, and when I'd texted her earlier tonight she'd said she wasn't doing anything tonight because she was feeling ill and didn't want to get us sick. 

So unless Caspar was going over to her place to help her with a cold, I was highly suspicious of what exactly he had gone out to do. Especially since he was the one throwing this pretty much impromptu party.

It was just unusual for him to go someplace while in the middle of an event like this. And on Christmas as well.

"Where were you tonight? You missed David breaking your coffee table." I murmured, running my fingers through his hair as he settled down with his head on my lap.

"David broke my coffee table again?" Caspar asked in annoyance, lifting his head slightly to try and see where the coffee table used to be.

"It was rather impressive." I said with a yawn, feeling tired after the night's festivities. 

It may have been one of our more uneventful and serene Christmas's, but that most definitely didn't imply that we had all sat around in a circle singing kumbaya my lord.