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“I still don't get why you’re doing this Jonathon” Dio spoke, eyeing his lover up with a perplexed look, who was currently dressed in a red hat with a fluffy white trim to it and red baggy trousers donning the same pattern, his matching red jacket in his hand as the blonde eyes up the half naked man. He stiffened slightly as Jonathon turned to him with an almost childlike smile, leaning closer to Dio to try to get a better look at the wrapped gift in his hands.
“I told you Dio, SpeedWagon had to back out on playing Santa so I jumped in to help” Jonathon quickly explained, wondering if he could somehow find out about his gift earlier without the smaller man knowing. He snapped out of his daydream when he felt his elbow softly on his chest, snapping his eyes back to him who kept his arms up and shielded the gift away from him, knowing exactly what the blue haired man was up to.
“Hmph, So you agreed to such a ludicrous request without consulting me?” Dio asked with a brow raised, feeling the heat radiate of Jojo’s shirtless body as he closed the gap between completely, curious eyes trying to peek through his arms at the gift.
“Is that my gift?” Jonathan asked, curiosity taking over him as he held his red santa jacket behind him while his other arm snuck behind Dio, thumb brushing against the slim waist, with the intention of grabbing his elbow and pulling it away so he could see the gift better.
“Stop peeking, wait until christmas” Dio spoke, turning his body away to shield the boxed gift away from the pouting man.
“Come oooonn, just a small peek” Jonathan tried coaxing, leaning over more in an attempt to make his request a reality. He was never any good at gift giving, his present coming nowhere near what Diowould gift him and their son. If he could just get a hint on what Dio was getting him…
“I said no” Dio said sternly, turning his body away fully and tucking the gift close to his abdomen with his arms covering it. He pressed his lips into a small smile when he felt Jonathon press against his back, warmth covering him as Jojo tried once more to peek at the gift. “Besides, you'd make a terrible Saint Nicholas” Dio puckered his lips to hide the growing smile on his face when he heard Jojo exclaim at this, acting offended at the thought of his disguise not being up to the task. That was one way of making him forget about his present.
“Wha!?” Jojo cried, shocked that his love would say such a thing to him. “I, I’d make a great Santa claus!” Jonathan declared confidently, believing that he was up to such a task of importance. Dio merely raised a brow at this.
“Oh really?” Jojo could hear the tease in his voice, narrowing his eyes slightly as he quickly dipped his head down. Dio waited for a few seconds, wondering what he was up to, before Jojo once more raised his head up, now wearing a white beard, eyes sparkling at the thought of proving Dio wrong. Dio looked at him blankly, wondering if his husband was putting on an act or if he genuinely was a moron during the holidays. He decided not to sugar coat it.
“Jojo I know the children are stupid but they’re not that stupid that they won’t recognise you in that beard” He declared. His eyes were noticeably his, too bright and innocent. The kids would never fall for that. A sound of shock and slight offence came from Jojo, though Dio ignored this as he carried on. “Besides, who said I'm letting you go? We’re going to stay in and have a nice quiet night together, just the three of us” Dio announced, quickly averting his eyes as he saw Jojo try to use his puppy dog face on him. Not today.
“Awwww, come on Dio, I promised I would!” Jojo tried reasoning, closing the distance between them as he held his red jacket in one hand and tried sneaking a hand around him, trying to reach the present that the smaller man was hiding from him. Dio twitched at this. “Besides, I've already got the outfit for it alr-” Jonathan spluttered as Dio suddenly raised his hand and squished his face between them, holding his gift further away as he brought their faces closer together with a glare focused on him.
“Try to touch your gift again and you won’t be leaving this house alive” Dio threatened, an annoyed look on his face. How stupid did his big lug think he was? Jonathon did nothing against the fingers digging into his cheeks, instead begging and apologising for his actions, squinting his eyes open as he felt the grip loosen ever so slightly. After a few seconds thinking about what to do, Jojo’s eyes softened, instead reaching his hand down to Dio's backside and laying hand there instead, bringing his face closer to him.
“Maybe, I can get my other gift then?” Jojo asked cheekily, raising a brow before grinning as he saw Dio tighten his lips again, before breaking out into a smirk and releasing his face, laying his arm on his shoulder and lowering the gift down.
“Maybe I can show you how naughty I've been, Santa Clauuus?” Dio teased, lowering his eye lids with a playful smirk as Jojo’s face lit up, before accepting the energetic kiss from the Joestar happily.
Unbeknownst to the two of them, around the corner watching them was their 6 year old son Giorno, with knitted brows and an agape mouth, watching the sinful act of his papa kissing another man. This will not stand, he decided, taking one last look with fire in his eyes before running off.