Jesskas Oneshots

Lukas's First Christmas

"You've never celebrated Christmas?" Jesse gawked at his boyfriend, who was reading a book that he borrowed from the library.

Lukas shook his head, looking up for a split second at him. "No," He said, giving Jesse a 'so what' look.

Jesse blinked at him. "But that's ridiculous," He sputtered. "Christmas is all about family, friends, and God and stuff."

Lukas shrugged. "I thought Christmas was about presents, that's what Ivor told me."

"Ivor doesn't even celebrate Christmas, he's Jewish." Jesse crossed his arms.

The blonde male didn't look at him, his brows beginning to draw frustration, as he puts down his book. "Then go harass Ivor about not celebrating Christmas, cutie." He snapped.

Jesse sighed. "How about we spend Christmas Eve together at my house this year, curled up by the fire, drinking eggnog..." He said.

Lukas wrinkled his nose. "Eggnog? What the nether is that?"

Jesse hummed. "It's delicious. Oh!" His eyes brightens. "And we can watch Christmas movies." He smiled. "That's always my favorite part of Christmas. Watching movies like 'Rudolf' and 'Frosty the Snowman'..."

Lukas had stopped what he was doing and was staring at him, aghast

"Rudolf?" He shook his head. "Sounds like an STD."

Jesse rolled his eyes. "Don't be such a humbug." He snapped his fingers. "A Christmas Carol! You'd love Scrooge."

Lukas made a face. "Sounds like 'cootch'."

"If you spend the night..." Jesse walked over to him and whispered in his ear.

"Heck yeah!"

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Jesse excitedly push Lukas down on the couch, a cup of eggnog in his hand.

"Okay Rudolf's first!"

Lukas blinked and stared at the Christmas tree that looked out of place in Jesse's living room, with all it's lights and decorations. It was pretty, he had to admit. And the fire was cozy. And Jesse looked freaking adorable in his candy-cane onesie pajamas. It was cute how uncharacteristically excited he got about the holidays.

Jesse hopped onto Lukas' lap, grabbing the remote. "I present, Rudolf." He said.

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"Why the nether is his nose red?"

"Lukas, shut up."

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"Of course he was bullied! If a guy walks up to you with some red Pinocchio nose, It's not like you're going to be buddies..."

"Lukas, you're totally missing the point of this movie."

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"Are there seriously a bunch of friggin' deer dragging an old fat guy around the world on a sleigh? Is the industry trying to promote obesity to children?"

"Lukas, that's Santa Clause you're calling an old fat guy."

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"Okay." Jesse looked ready to pull his hair out by the end of Rudolf. "Maybe you'll like Frosty the Snowman better."