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Christmas Eve

Every Christmas Eve is the same. You and your boyfriend Bradley buy Christmas Eve boxes and fill them with matching pyjamas, movies and cute little bits. This Christmas is no different.

At seven o'clock you both head down to your living room hand in hand to open the boxes

"Third time now" you say with a cute smile as you look up at him

"Here's no many more" brad says as he places a soft kiss on your lips

You both open the box which contains chocolates, movies, mugs, bath bombs and or course your fluffy red tartan pyjamas and socks

"Let's go for a hot bath then, yeah?" Brad says softly and you nod and take his hand as he leads you both to the bathroom where he runs the water, occasionally putting his hand in to make sure it's not too hot.

Once the bubbles are all in and the red coloured bath  bomb has been placed in you both remove your clothes, Brad steps in first and takes hold of your hand gently before you both sit down. Your back against his toned chest, chatting away about everything and anything

"Let me wash your hair" he says softly

"Okay" you say and then he squirts some shampoo onto his hands and massages it in to your scalp which was one of the nicest things ever, he does the conditioner as well before you turn around and pour some shampoo onto your hands and massage his head and rub your fingers through his curls which you know he loves, you then condition his hair.

Once washing yourselves, you both carefully get out, moisturise and dry yourselves off so you can put on your matching pyjamas.

You go down to your living room to get the sofa ready; you get the pillows on the sofa, get the blankets, get the first movie ready. While brad makes you both hot chocolates, he carefully hands you yours and climbs under the blanket

"Thank you" you say as you take the mug from his hands, he lays back on the couch and you entwine your legs and place your head on his chest while he strokes your hair making you tired, but suddenly you feel a soft peck on your forehead

"Merry Christmas beautiful" he says softly and you look up to see his cute little smile and him holding his phone to show that it's now the twenty fifth of December, Christmas!

"Merry Christmas handsome" you reply so tired and when you finally fall asleep he carries you upstairs and tucks you up into bed and cuddles up to you.

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