Someone who loves me (Lams)

Presents!

Wtf did I just write

-Jordan POV-

I trail behind Herc and Laff, smiling as they kiss. My arm is slung around Ellie's shoulder as we make our way through the door.

And then she spins me to face her, planting her lips on mine.

I've never kissed anyone before.

This is nice.

But John should be right behind us. And I don't know which is worse, kissing his sister or pushing her off.

You know what, fuck this.

John doesn't get to control our relationship.

I copy what I've seen Laff and Hercules do, I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing.

I wrap my hands around Ellie's hips, pushing her against the doorframe as her hands clasp together behind my neck. I can see why they kiss whenever they can now. It's an amazing feeling, holding onto Ellie as we push closer to each other.

If this kiss means I'm murdered in my sleep, so be it. It's worth it.

I smile at Ellie as I pull back from her.

I ignore her brother behind us, positive whatever his reaction is it will not be pleasant. I sweep her off of her feet as we make our way to Philips room.

She giggles from my arms as I plop us down onto a small chair in the corner. She lifts her head back to meet me, our second kiss.

I could get used to this. Very quickly.

Someone coughs, and I look up to see John staring at us.

Ellie sighs as I sit up, keeping her as close to me as I can. Her head rests against my chest as other people join us in the room. I'm pretty sure Lafayette just winked at us. Okay then.

Ellie smiles from my lap, her legs swinging as she hums.

She's so precious. I know John doesn't trust me, and maybe he never will, but I intend to take care of her.

This group of people are the nicest ones I've met. And Ellie is both the prettiest and the kindest here. She's careful, and caring, and gentle. But she will also fuck up anyone who upsets her. It's adorable. And slightly frightening.

But it's okay. I don't ever intend to be on the wrong side of her wrath anyways.

There's a bang from the door, and I turn to see Natasha and Peggy with their arms full of gifts. I still don't know why we trusted them to take care of those.

My sister is the least emotionally stable person I know, topped only by her new friend Peggy. But Angelica and Eliza seem to be keeping an eye on the fifteen year olds as they struggle to enter the door.

No one feels like getting up to help them.

"Guys, everyone take a close look at their reindeer sweaters!"

We all look down. I don't see anything wrong with them. It's a simple pattern, two deer booping noses under a heart, repeated around the torso.

"Peggy and I realized both reindeer have antlers-"

"Meaning we all have lesbian Christmas sweaters!"

There's a chuckle as the two girls finish each other's sentence, excitedly pointing at the hoodies.

Leave it to my sister to discover we're all wearing lesbian merch.

The gifts are handed out by the children, including Laff and the girls.