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Advent Calendar - Dec 25

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A/N: Last One, I made it! and I deliberately mixed up the timeline concerning who is married to whom. Also I'm having a skull splitting headache while writing this, so it might make no sense whatsoever...

You pressed the door bell and quickly shoved your hands back into your coat's pockets. The winter air was freezing, but at least the freshly fallen snow gave the town a beautiful make over for Christmas Day. Behind the door, steps were approaching, and the next moment, your friend Frank pulled it open, a big grin immediately jumping on his face as he saw you standing outside.

"Just in time," he cheered, pulling you inside and slamming the door shut behind you.

He engulfed you in a quick hug, before helping you take your coat off, and hanging it into the cloak stand, right next to one you recognized as Gerard's, which immediately caused your heartrate going through the roof, just like every other thought at Gerard.

"Put your scarf there on the dresser," Frank directed, waiting patiently as you took of your hat and scarf.

"I brought stollen," you told him, handing him a tin box which you had carried in a fabric bag over your shoulder.

"Ah brilliant," your friend exclaimed, taking the box from you, "Jamia was so worried because she didn't have time to make any."

He bustled off, probably into the kitchen to put the stollen on a plate.

Just when you had taken off your boots, and were about to step into the living room, you heard Frank shout a warning.

"Mind the door to the living room, Jamia put up mistletoe, and she will force the tradition on you, if you're not careful!"

You chuckled, thinking to yourself, that you definitely would not mind getting stuck under that mistletoe with a certain hazel eyed singer, before you finally entered the living room.

A tall Christmas tree, decorated with lights, red baubles and golden ribbons, stood in front of a window to the garden, and on the corner sofa you were welcomed by more of your friends. Mikey and Kristin were sitting between Ray, Christa and Gerard, all of them jumping up when they saw you entering the room.

After you had greeted everyone, you sat down on the only free space that was left, right next to Gerard, trying to keep a safe distance to him, as well as you pulse steady. He immediately started asking about how your Christmas Eve had been and told you excitedly about the new guitar pedal Mikey had gotten for him. You could not help the smile that etched itself onto your face at his enthusiasm, and carefully listened to his rather amusing imitation of the change the pedal caused to the guitar sound.

After a few minutes, Frank and Jamia emerged from the kitchen, both carrying tablets with cookies, your stollen, as well as tea and non-alcoholic mulled wine. You sighed contently at the delicious smell of baked goods and spices that spread through the room. It was a years- long tradition to meet for a Christmas-y brunch on the morning of the 25th, and this year was no exception.

"Ugh, don't take up so much space, move," Frank complained, pushing Gerard a little aside and squeezing between him and Mikey on the sofa before pulling Jamia down into his lap.

Frank's rather insensible action had cause Gerard to get pushed into your side, and since you were already sitting pressed against the arm rest, you had no way of escaping the shyly at you smiling Gerard. You shrugged with an excusing smile, and tried to suppress the rising blush, which Gerard seemed not to notice since he was relaxing back into the cushions, placing his arm, which had been squeezed between the two of you, over your shoulder.