Living with Michael always ment him becoming the biggest child at Christmas.
You hear a bang coming from the loft above you before Michael cursing, 'what have you done this time?' You laugh as your boyfriend curses a little more. 'Dropped the box of decorations on my foot' he shouts back to you, 'again? You're such a idiot' you laugh to him as he pushes the box down the ladder for you to grab. You put the box on the floor and hold the steps for your clumsy boyfriend. 'Don't laugh at me!' He whines at you as he starts climbing down. 'Don't be an idiot' you say, still laughing. 'Babe I don't want your arse in my face' you tell him as he climbs down the ladder. 'You know you like it' he says, a smirk on his face. 'Do I?' You join in. You take one hand off of the ladder to slap his arm. He decides to jump from 5 steps up, landing on his arse on the floor. You start laughing as he stands up rubbing his arse, 'aww' he moans giving you funny looks because you're laughing.
You finally get your white Christmas tree up and turn around to see Michael dancing to Christmas songs with tinsel around his neck as a scarf. 'What the hell ate you doing?' You laugh making Michael jump, him obviously not realizing you were watching. 'Um... Nothing' he mumbles taking the tinsel from around his neck and handing it to you.
Michael goes to get the rest of the boxes from upstairs while you wrap the tinsel around the tree. He quietly seeks in, putting the box on the couch and coming up behind you. Wrapping his arms around your waist, 'all I want for Christmas is you' he sings in your ear, kissing your cheek. 'Okay lover boy, are you putting the star on?' You ask seeing his face light up. 'Yes! Gimme gimme gimme' he jumps up and down while you get the star from the box. He puts the star on the tree with ease thanks to his lankiness. 'Can we make Christmas cookies?' He turns and asks you, a evil look in his eye. 'Sure. You throw flour at me and tell me its snowing I will swash your little cookie men' you warm him, seeing his face drop as his plan has been revealed. 'Damn, still c'mon' he shouts pulling your arm running into the kitchen.
