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The day had been lovely with another inch of snow laying. Their friends had been able to come to the apartment for a small Christmas party. Haebom had gotten some cute packs of socks that look like fried chicken while Taesung had gotten what had to be the ugliest sweater imaginable. He’d laughed and made his boyfriend swear to wear it to the family gathering the day after Christmas when Taesung’s mother would be back from her girls trip. He looked forward to seeing her when she got back.
“Sweetheart, that's the last of it.” Taesung informed him while sitting down a few more dishes that had been in the living room.
“Ah, good then we can wash up for bed.” Haebom responded with a chuckle as Taesung moved to stand behind him as he washed the remaining glasses.
”We could have left these and just went to bed. It’s just going to be us and we are going to Mom’s when she gets in.”
“We could have, but there’s only three. Besides, doing it now lets us stay in bed longer in the morning.” Haebom tilted his head against his boyfriend’s cheek as the taller man rested his chin on his shoulder. “And now we are done.” He pecked the man’s cheek and shut off the water. He twisted a bit in the other’s hold. “Come on, I’ll let you help me wash up.”
A laugh bubbled out of him at the enthusiastic way that his boyfriend gathered him up in his arms to carry him to their bathroom.
Haebom looked over at the clock and tried to fall asleep while being in Taesung’s arms. He normally could but he found that his mind wouldn’t shut off. It was so close to midnight and he could feel the soft huffs of Taesung’s breath as he slept. He turned around to face him. Even without the moonlight coming from their skylight, he could make out the sharp regal edges of his lover’s face. Taesung was so beautiful, kind, and his . A warmth that had started to settle low and he licked his lips.
“Taesung.” Haeboom whispered as he reached over to trace his face, feather light with his fingertips. He gently pressed on his boyfriend's lips before dropping his hand so that he could gently cup Taesung’s chin. The first kiss was barely a peck that didn’t wake Taesung. It was the second one though that had his boyfriend stirring. His brows furrowed as he came too. Those beautiful eyes opened in time for Haeboom to kiss him once more.
“Merry Christmas to us.” Taesung smiled between kisses, his hand slipping up into Haebom’s hair. He loved how his adorable boyfriend melted into him. “We should always celebrate like this every year.” He was so lucky that Haebom had given them a chance. This sweet adorable man held his body, heart, and soul in his grasp.
“Our own tradition.” Haebom responded, nuzzling Taesung’s cheek before letting Taesung kiss him again.