Hiddlebatch one shot(s)

Crepes, Kisses and A Very Merry Christmas

Summary: on Christmas morning Tom is eager to open gifts but Benedict has other ideas trying to keep him in bed until his parents arrive. However when Tom wins he find there's been quite the event, the both purchased the same engagement ring for each other and placed it in each others stockings.

Genre: obviously fluff

Warning: mentions of sex, I think some cursing, but mostly safe fluff.

Tom.

I flip my eighth crepe, hearing it sizzle as I press it to the hot pan with the head if my spatula. I let out a small chuckle at Benedict, my boyfriend of 3 years's expense. He had promised me that if ever there was an intruder he would use his light sleeping and superhuman hearing to protect the love if his life, that Love being myself. However I can assure you I am not graceful and have not been as quiet as a mouse this morning yet Ben has not done so much as switch the side he slept on.

I pull out the fresh strawberries that I had picked myself (picked off the shelf at the Tesco at least) and laid them accordingly down the center of the thin pancakes to be paired with some other fresh fruit.

When I had finished I pulled two large mugs from the top shelf and poured fresh coffee into them to pair with the food prepared specially for Christmas. I smiled down at my near perfect creation, I was proud beyond compare. I pulled my phone out briefly and snapped a few photos before tweeting out

Am I an amazing boyfriend or what ;) #bestpartofwakingup #seeingmyboyfriendnexttome

I hit send and picked up the tray and carried it to my bedroom.

I put the tray on the black chest at the foot of my bed and crawl onto the bed next to him and run my arm under the blanket and creep it up his chest under his cotton t-shirt. Benedict twists towards me but doesn't open his eyes, still partially asleep. A mischievous smile flickers over my lips and I lean my head down and press a small kiss to his neck before beginning to pepper kisses down his neck to his chest. Benedict cocked his head back before letting out a small happy like moan, "mmm. Good morning, beautiful." He said to me, his voice low and sleepy.

"Merry Christmas, love bug." I muttered back, nussling my face into his neck which I knew he loved as he had told me. He ran his long fingers through my hair, humming softly as I let them creep down my neck, "Is it Christmas already?" He whispered. I nod just barely touching his necks with my lips making a kissing noise against his neck.

I pull away from his neck "I made us breakfast." I sat up on my knees and reached back to grab the plates, "Mmmm are these crepes?" He asked, taking a plate from my grasp and pressing a kiss to my cheek, "Oui." I replied, moving into his kiss. I took a fork to my food and started to chew slowly, "How was I so lucky to be gifted to get such a beautiful talented man as yourself to be my boyfriend?" He muttered into my ear. A hot blush ran down my neck, "Mind tricks." I replied to him, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. I lean back against his shoulder and let him slip his arm around me and he held me tight.

When we had both finished I managed to just barely put our plates on the ground before Ben was climbing over me tokiss me, "Thank you for." He paused to,press three losses to my mouth quickly, "A nice breakfast, baby." He somehow managed to get out before meeting our lips together. I smiled at him and kissed back softly, dragging my youngest against his bottom lip before pulling away to tease him, "Come on, I have Christmas gifts for you." I say taking his hand.

Ben pulled my back down on the bed causing me to fumble on top of him, "All I want for Christmas is you." He sung, wrapping his arm around me to,keep me from leaving, "Too cheesy, come on, we can have sex later, I want you to open my gifts." Ben groaned in response, "We can open them later, I want you right now." Ben growled against me neck, sending shivers down my spine. He changes his voice to as low as he can without sounding cartoonish and whispers untreatable things in my ear, biting down on the lobe of my ear and tugging it playfully, "Benedict we always open gifts before that. Don't break tradition." He chuckles, "Let's change it up." He growls back, moving his hand over his chest down,towards my hips, "You can pull my hair." He continues, knowing he usually could get anything by offering me his ink black curly hair to play with. I feel my heart begin to race but I still resent him, "I'll let you top." He whispers, "I already top, Dumbass, we both know you're all for leaving enough marks to make me look submissive but as soon as I get in your pants you become a whiney whore," I retort quickly. "I don't believe you, prove it." He muttered. I shake my head, "You're unbelievable, besides your parents will be here at noon." I pull myself up off of him and pat his chest, and place a kiss to his forehead, "Baby!!!" He coos as I begin to walk into the living room.

He jumps out of bed to follow me into the hall and places his arms around my waist and hoists me up to hold in his arms, I laugh, turning my head into his chest, "Benedict stop, I wanna open presents!" I chuckle. He puts me down and pulls me against the wall, "I know, and I won't pressure you to, I just wanna kiss you babe and I want you to know I love you." He kisses my mouth and brushes his hand over my face. I let him kiss me a few more times but then pull away, "Are you okay? Why don't you want to open gifts?" Ben sighed, "Because I'm nervous you won't love the r- what I got you." His voice trailed off as he pushed himself off of the wall, I roll my eyes in response and he lets me kiss him quickly again, "I'm gonna love it." I say, trailing my hands over his neck before continuing into the living room.

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I sit on the floor and cross my legs, reaching back to the fireplace and hand Benedict his sticking and we pour their contents on to the rug immediately, a tradition I had introduced at our fist Christmas that we shared a flat together. A small sparkle catches the light that emitted from the bottom of the pile of candy, I dig through the candy and pick up a small silver ring out of it and my heart sinks, "Shit shit shit shit." I curse repeatedly. I look up at, Benedict as his wide smile turns sour, "I was hoping this wouldn't happen," his jaw drops and I realise he doesn't understand, "Are you breaking up with me?" Is all h can say, dropping his stocking that matched mine on his pile.

I shake my head profusely and examine the ring, "No! Baby of course not, I just- god I am quite the Fuck up." I mutter, Benedict face looks flustered and soon I become just as confused, "I put the ring in the wrong stocking." I marshaling my head. Instantly Benedict begins to laugh, "What do you mean you little dork, I out that in there." I raise my eyebrow, "No I was giving you this ring to propose to you with." I manage to say, completely baffled, "No love that's the one I got you, are you saying you purchased a ring for me?" Benedict tries to make sense. I shake my head with a laugh, and pick up an identical ring from Benedict's stocking pile, "Oh no. Here's the one I purchased for our engagement!" I hold both rings up and begin to laugh, "We purchased identical rings and put them in each other's stockings?" I manage to say. Benedict takes one of the rings from my right hand and slips it onto the ring finger of my left hand, "Great minds, they seem to think alike." He says.

I place the other ring on his hand, "So does this mean you'll be marrying me?" I asked with a chuckle, he smiled back and pressed a kiss to my forehead, "Of course my dear." He says simply.

"Is this the gift you thought I wouldn't like?" He nods, "Is this why you were so eager to open gifts?" He asks, and I nod, taking out my phone.

@Twiddleston said:

It seems Benedict and I have gifted each other the same ring without meaning to. However still a happy Christmas after all. #engaged

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I posted it with a picture of our interlocked fingers showing the rings, "You have great taste." He says pressing a kiss to my lips. I nod and pull him onto my lap to kiss properly and soon I'm on top of him, pressing him into the rug as I nibble at his neck. He lets out a moan and I'm confident I know where this is going but as soon as I finish the last button on his shirt, a knock comes at the door. I sit up immediately and a heat travels into my cheeks turning my face red, "Your parents are here." I state. Benedict sits up on his elbows and let's out a laugh, "Fuck." He manages, buttoning up his shirt again. I desperately try to smooth down my ruffled hair and wipe my mouth, "Coming!" I shout back. My face goes pale, I hadn't even started the turkey yet, or anything else for that matter.

I swing the door open and greet them with a hug, "Hello dear, how are you?" His mother says placing a kiss on my cheek, hoping she didn't notice the love bites that had started to colour my neck. Benedict stands finally, wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing the top of my head, "Are you two alright? I hope we hadn't interrupted..." her voice trails, "Anything." He father finishes for her with a wink at me. I try once more to fix my hair and swallow the blush, "Of course not," Benedict chimes in, taking his hand away and replacing it with our interlocked fingers. She smiles and nods, "Good, Good." She says, placing her gifts by the tree. Benedict smirks up at me and squeezes my hand, he stretches up to match my height and whispers, "We can finish it later."

A/N: please give me prompts......