Matthew Gray Gubler Short Stories - Christmas Edition

Not Tonight Santa #3

Contains: implied smut and innuendo. Oh, and some swearing. 

I'm sure you're hiding something hot

You want to give to me

And not another pair of socks from

Underneath the tree.

"Y/N" Matthew sing-songed.

You narrowed your eyes at him. "What do you want?" You knew he was after something as he only ever used that tone when he did.

He sat beside you and wrapped his arms around your waist. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"

You lowered your book. "I'll ask again; what do you want?"

He sighed. The jig was up. "I need help with what to get my parents for Christmas..."

Your book practically grew wings and flew across the room as you gesture wildly. "I KNEW IT!"

He looked at the ground bashful.

You poked his abs. "I FUCKING KNEW IT!" He had been reassuring you for weeks that he had it all sorted but you knew for a fact that he would leave it to the last minute. Lo and behold; it was the twenty-third.

You kept poking him until he grabbed your finger.

"You told me that you had it covered! It was your ONE job."

"I know but..."

You cut him off. "There is no viable excuse for leaving your PARENTS' gifts until the last moment. Well, I might accept 'dying' as one..." You glared at him. He'd be needing life support after you were through with him. But, alas, you couldn't put his family through that on Christmas. It would have to wait until the new year...

"I hope you're not thinking of dragging me around the shops when it's freezing outside when we could've done this weeks ago when we were on vacation in Hawaii where it's still blowing warm, tropical winds." You raised your eyebrows at him.

He looked at you sheepishly. "Please? I have no idea what to get them and we're seeing them tomorrow."

You crossed your arms over your chest. "You should've thought of that sooner."

"Pleeeeeeeease." He actually got down on his knees in front of you.

You shook your head.

"I'll buy you Starbucks."

You remained firm.

He licked his lips subconsciously as he tried to think of a way to get you to help him. His arm muscles twitched as he leaned them on your knees to keep himself steady. He stared up at you from under his eyelashes, pulling the old "puppy-dog" eye act on you. You averted your eyes.

Must. Not. break.

He titled a little closer to you and you had no choice but to look at him.

Bastard.

He got closer until he was hovering on the balls of his feet, his face just inches from you. "Babe; please?"

His voice was soft but husky at the same time. You felt your stance breaking.

Damn it.

"Fine." You huffed.

He closed the small gap between you and gave you a lingering kiss before whispering in your ear. "The sooner we get it done, the sooner you can see what I'm hiding under the tree."

You pushed him away, laughing. "I hope you're not referring to another pair of socks." For the last few years that you had been together it had been a running gag that he would buy you the most utterly ridiculous pair of socks that he could find trying to outdo himself every year."

He drew himself back to be level to your head, his breath tickling your ear as he spoke. "I can assure you it's something much bigger."

You jumped up, grabbing him by the hand. "What are we waiting for then?" 

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