Carry On SnowBaz

Christmas (5)

Simon

"We should've told her," I say, staring at my home screen.

"Let's forget Agatha, okay?"

"Maybe I should call her." I search her number in my contacts. I've got it from Penny but I never used it. "I can explain to her why we didn't tell her. Or at least try it."

Baz grabs my phone out of my hands. "You won't call Agatha tonight. We had enough drama for today," he says and turns off my phone. I try to get it back but he catches my wrist.

"You're wearing it," he mumbles smiling. My sleeve has slid back and a black leather bracelet had come to light.

"Of course, I wear it," I say and let my hand rest in his. "It's from you, so I love it." I look into his eyes. He's blushing a bit.

"I thought you won't wear it," Baz says with one raised eyebrow, while he turns the bracelet around my wrist.

"Why wouldn't I?" I reply. "You made it all by yourself for me, so, I'll never give it away. I just don't understand why for Merlin's tooth you decided to carve this stupid name in it..."

"It's not stupid," he responds sneering. "You really have to accept it because it will haunt you for the rest of your life. And even after that, I'm immortal. I will carve it into your tombstone after your death."

"The world's leading expert on vampires hasn't found a confirmation for that yet."

"Are you sure? Maybe we should take a look at his newly published book," Baz says grinning.

I thought a long time about a Christmas present for Baz. Because it's everything but easy. And I hadn't the smallest idea. I didn't only want to surprise him with the flight. I wanted to give him something that comes from me and that he could keep. So, one day I got so desperate that Penny grabbed me, sat me down at the kitchen table and forced me to list everything that comes into my mind when I think about Baz. And hell, that's a lot. Penny wrote it all down in cues. And as I finished, it sounded like a list of random facts about him. At this point, I was really annoyed because I couldn't see any sense behind it. But Penny had an idea. She told me to write it all down – in whole sentences – and to put it in an order. She even forced me to write it on my laptop. (What's good, I guess. My handwriting is a disaster. At least that's what Baz says.) And after a few days, I had a nice collection of funny, awkward, weird and charming facts about my vampire boyfriend, I collected the last eight years. I decided to name it: "How to Be a Vampire – From the World's Leading Expert". It's nothing big but it's personal and funny at the same time – and I think that's what matters. I know I'm not that good at saying things sometimes, unlike to Baz. I'm just not that good with words than he is. But apparently, I'm way better in writing them. So, like this, I found a way to say some things to him which he should hear – which he deserves to hear. (But it's not only kind stuff. I also used this book for some revenge.)

When I gave it to Baz this morning he started laughing for five whole minutes. But he held this little book like something very valuable in his hands. He hasn't read all of it yet but he seemed like he would enjoy all these little teasings and flirts.

"He's still observing one to figure it out. In a few years, he will know." I lay down next to him, so my head is resting on his shoulder again.

"I hope they aren't," Baz whispers and wraps one arm around me. "Why should they want to live in a world without their clumsy Chosen One?"

He still calls me that sometimes. His Chosen one. I don't know what to answer, so I just snuggle up to him and close my eyes. I feel his lips on my forehead.