Why Don't We Imagines And Preferences

A Besson Christmas - Corbyn Besson

Requested by: Allisonlnbesson
I'm late- I know.
Also adding a picture of the specific WDW boy at the top again like I did before.
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It was Christmas morning at the Besson household and Allison and Corbyn were sleeping soundly in their beds- obviously visions of sugarplums dancing in their heads.

Their daughter Sarah ran into the room and climbed into the bed happily, jumping on top of Corbyn. He groans and turns onto his side. "Morning princess," he mumbles sleepily as he rubs his eyes. Sarah giggles and replies, "Morning daddy," climbing off the bed and out of the room, quickly going downstairs.

Allison sits up on her elbows, looking over at Corbyn. She pecks him on the lips before climbing out of bed, following after Sarah. Corbyn gets out of bed also and goes downstairs too, but instead goes into the kitchen to order breakfast from Wendy's without all the noise(the boy can't cook, he said so himself).

Sarah tugged on Allison's pajama pants. "Can I open presents now?" She asked, giving her mother the puppy eyes. Allison nodded and Sarah went over to the tree. The toddler began to rip open her presents, Allison watching her contently.

Corbyn came into the room and goes over to Allison, hugging her from behind. "Merry Christmas babe," he said and kissed her cheek. Allison smiled happily and replied, "Merry Christmas to you too baby boy."
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It's February- I'm aware. But it's a request and I feel bad for not finishing. It's also short but I got nothing else but this. I'm sorry Allison if this did not meet your standards, I'll try to change it so you find it more enjoyable to read.