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a bit of Christmas gæ
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❄️🎄day 4 of 25 days of holiday drabbles⛄️🎁
The fire crackled, you stretched your legs out in front of you, satisfied with the way they popped. You pulled your blanket over you and turned on the television. the wind whistled and blew violently outside, you sighed and wrapped yourself tighter in your blanket. The program on the tv played in the background as you drifted off, eyes slipping closed.
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You felt a chilly hand on your shoulder, shaking you gently "Hey" a males voice said, you groaned and batted the hand away.
He chuckled "get up sleepy head" it took you a full five seconds to register that someone- an uninvited someone, was in your home.
Your eyes flew open as you shot up, blinking away the sleep. Looking up you see a smiling Ernest, shrugging off his signature orange hoodie.
You rubbed your eyes "w-wha-"
He cut you off with a peck to your lips.
"You didn't really think I'd let you spend Christmas alone, did you?" He ruffled your hair and plopped down on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist, you wrapping yours around his neck.
"What about your dad?" You shivered as he ran his cold nose over the skin of your neck.
"I spent all day with him" he huffed, kissing your cheek "he understood"
You smiled and hugged him closer "okay" you buried your face in his hair.
You sat wrapped in each other's arms for a few minutes, enjoying the warmth.
"I got you something" he mumbled almost shyly. You pouted as he pulled out of your arms, reaching over and pulling something out of his backpack. He threw the poorly wrapped gift in your lap.
"It's not the best wrapping job I've done- but it's the thought the counts or whatever" he shrugged. You were just happy he got you something, you ran your fingers over the present and smiled.
You shook your head "thank you Ernest"
"Uh..the gift- it's inside of the box" he teased "you just gonna stare at it or what?" You smacked him on the shoulder lightly. Unwrapping the box and opening it, you were greeted with some of your favorite things and a box of (candy). Your eyebrows furrowed as you reached for the stuffed (animal), the soft material felt nice under your fingers.
"Squeeze it" you looked at him oddly before searching for the box placed in its stomach, you pressed your fingers until you heard a click. The voice of Ernest instantly made your eyes water, though a little staticky you could hear what he said.
"Merry Christmas, baby, I love you"
