day 25

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( Curtis pov)

He's hart beats weakly.
My hand rests gently on he's chest as I hold him from behind as we lay in bed.

The Christmas sun slowly rises but the sky stays dark as snow slowly falls from it.

Today is Christmas December 25.
o haw I wish it wasn't.
If only it wasn't.

Marshall slowly rolls over in my arms he's face snuggles in to my chest that normal means he's waking up.
" Marshall are you a wack baby? " I ask rubbing he's back.
He mumbles in to my chest.
" is that a yes? " I ask rubbing he's shoulders.

" maybe" he whispers in to my chest again.
" are you tied? " I ask
" all was" he said looking up at me.
" I love" I say leaning down and kissing him.
" I love you more" he said
" not even possible " I say in between kisses.
" is too" I mumbles rubbing he's eyes.
I laugh he's so perfect.
" don't laugh at me " he mumbles.
" Sorry baby " I say before kissing him again.
" so you should be naw I want to open some presents. " he said like a child.
" ok baby we can go open some presents then. "
"Yay" he mumbles pushing he's face back in to my chest.
" wait a minute you can't open presents if your going back to sleep. " I laugh.
" just 5 more minutes" he mumbles in to my chest.
" ok baby 5 more minutes " I say rubbing he's back.

2 hours later.

We finely got up from the and  longest 5 minutes nap ever.
I carry Marshall down stairs he legs around my wast he's head rests agents my shoulder.

I place him gently on the sofa and hand him a thick blanket.

" are you ready for you Christmas present? " I ask inbetween kisses.
" is it you? " he asks.
" no baby. I know we agreed to not buy anything this year. But I might of broke the roles" I say
He looks shocked.
" um well I might of broke the roles too" he said weakly.
" no you didn't " I say shocked.
" yeah I had DeShaun pic it up for me it o-only little bit I hope you like it" he said smiling at me.
" You sneaky little thing" I say kissing he's neck.
" it's in the kitchen cubed.  Top one to the left" Marshall said as I stand up to go fined it.

I come back white a neat nods topped with a bow.
" is this it? " I ask sitting next to him on the sofa.
" that's it go a head open it" he said laying he's head on my shoulder.
I open the box in sid is a gold chain just like the one I had last year but I brock it in a haste to get undressed.
I was my favourite and he remember that.
" baby you remember" I say before pulling him in to a kiss.
" so you like it" he asks a little out of breath.
" of course I do. I can't believe you remember " I say.
" of course I did" he smiled as I opt it on.
" dose it look good? " I ask turning so he can see it better.
" looks very good" he said smiling.
" in that case naw that I'm looking really cool it your turn" I say looking in to he's eyes.
" ok" he smiled.
" I was going to give you this when we wore on holiday but it didn't really go to plan any way I love you so much you and I know we might not have long but Marshall Bruce Mathers will you marry me" I ask getting on one knee in front of him and opening a boxs with a silver ring in sid.
Tires fill he's big blue eyes.
" yes o my God yes" he said throwing him self at me.
I pull him in to a deep kiss.

The Christmas tree lights flash softly the tv plays some cheesy Christmas move the fire cracks filling the living room with a homely glow.

Marshall lays on the sofa head on my lap  thick blankets over he's small body.
I gently stroke the sid of he's face and the back of he's head.
I'm so glad to call him my fiance.
" You know I love you so much Curtis? " Marshall said
" yeah I know baby I love you too" I say rubbing he's face.
I look over at the clock 12:46.
" are you tired? "
I look down at him he's chest no longer rises nor falls I can't hear him breathing he eyes are closed gently a small smile graces he's lips.

" it ok baby you rests you can rest naw" I say tiers run down my face.
" I'll all was be there for you baby I got you" I say kissing he's forehead gently.
" I'll always love you baby for ever and ever ...... Don't you ever forget that"

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