All Time Slash - Fireworks. (Jalex FanFic)

Chapter 37 (Christmas Day)

Alex thoroughly enjoyed his current sleeping patterns. Since leaving school he’d developed the schedule of staying up as late as possible and then waking at ridiculous times in the afternoon the next day. Even Jack was beginning to follow suit after he’d left school for the Christmas period.

Today just had to be different, though.

“Aleeeeex!” The accented boy dragged out the ‘e’ in a hope his whine would wake the sleeping boy.

“Alex, wake up, do you know what day it is today?” And that was the moment that an excited Jack threw himself onto Alex’s body, forcing all the breath out of the older boy.

“Argh, Jesus fuck,” The English male cursed, his eyes squeezed shut tightly as Jack sat himself comfortably on his chest. “Jack get the fuck off me.” He attempted to command the boy but he knew it would be a useless instruction.

“Nope!” The younger boy was grinning like a fool after he popped the ‘p’ with his lips. “Alex, I said, do you know what day it is?”

Rolling his eyes, Alex placed his hands at Jack’s hips, holding him firmly in place. He knew the other had a habit of wriggling and he wasn’t quite in the mood for that, especially not at this time in the morning.

“Yes, Jack, yes I do know what day it is.” He groaned, “It’s Christmas, and you’re acting like a four year old.”

Alex knew it was a little harsh but he’d never been a morning person, and Jack’s childish antics were beginning to get on his nerves. He just wanted to go back to sleep for an hour or four.

“Exactly!” Jack exclaimed, throwing his hands into the air as if Alex was retarded. “It’s Christmas, so get out of bed because I’m excited!” As if it wasn’t obvious enough.

“Well, maybe if you got your skinny little arse off of me I could get up?” Alex raised an eyebrow as Jack leant forward to press their lips together fondly. “Or, you could just kiss me again? I like that idea a lot better.”

Jack kept his lips sealed as he brushed their mouths once more, yet the moment Alex lifted his head to press harder, he quickly turned his head so that Alex’s lips found his cheek instead.

“Haha, gotcha!” Jack beamed, rolling off of the boy and onto the floor. “No proper kisses until after we open presents.” And before Alex even had the chance to object to such a shitty rule, the younger boy had dashed from the room, racing down the stairs.

“I really don’t understand how I put up with him sometimes.” Alex muttered to himself, swinging his bare legs over his bed frame. “Because I love him to death, perhaps?” He answered himself in his thoughts, and a smile spread from ear to ear.

Alex couldn't even be bothered to change into some suitable clothes, instead keeping to his attire of brightly coloured boxer shorts. He knew Jack wouldn’t complain, and his parents were used to his tramp-like attitudes.

Letting out a yawn, the boy pulled open his bedroom door before slowly creeping down the stairs. He still hadn’t checked the time.

“Jack?” He called as he reached the bottom step, “Are you guys in the living room?”

He didn’t receive an answer, but assumed he was correct, as that was where his family opened the presents last year.

His family that had included Daniel.

Stopping in his tracks, Alex felt ashamed in himself for forgetting that this year his older brother wouldn’t be there for Christmas. He wouldn’t be sitting on the coffee table with his own poorly wrapped, unlabeled presents, ready to hand over to those that he loved. He wouldn’t be there to laugh when Alex received another ugly winter sweater from his grandparents, he wouldn’t be there to groan and grimace once realising he’d received the exact same jumper.