A/N: I dunno. It's the 20th... Five stories! Let's see if I can do it! Here's the first one!

~Simon X Crow~

Silent Night

The fire popped and cracked, the warmth radiating from the fireplace and making Simon shiver in delight. Crow had his arms wrapped around his lover, lips placing gentle kisses on his neck, whispering a soft 'I love you' into his ear every now and then, smiling when he heard the Tiger agree a second later.

The day had been chaotic, as the two were split apart for most of the day, spending time with their gangs. Simon couldn't remember the last time he had spent over twelve hours away from his G-King. He also couldn't remember the last time Crow had hugged him so tightly when they were reunited together. The tall male had picked him up in a bone-crushing hug, swinging him around and kissing his cheek.

Simon couldn't help but smile, though. Going to the beach with the Prentiss Tigers was fun, he would admit that. Surfing, bonfires, hanging out. He bit his lip. Too bad they wouldn't ever accept Crow. No one, excluding the other two Misfits, Graffiti, and Teddy, knew about their relationship. They kept it a secret from the rest. Sometimes he wished Crow could tag along to the little beach parties the Prentiss Tigers threw, or go to the party with the rest of the G-Kings. If he wasn't scared one of them getting shot, yeah, he'd go or he'd bring Crow with him. Too bad that wasn't the case.

But right now, sitting in front of the fireplace with his criminal was perfect. The warmth he received from both the fire and his boyfriend's body heat, mixed with the scent of the pine tree, thanks to Graffiti and Rabbit dragging it in, forcing them to decorate it, was all he could ask for. He leaned against Crow's chest, who rested his head against the top of Simon's, both smiling as they looked into the bright flames. Their fingers were intertwined, the G-King bringing up his hand every once in a while to kiss it, making him giggle just a bit.

Simon finally twisted his body around, his amber eyes locking with his lover's black ones, a smile on both of their faces. The Tiger leaned forward, connecting their lips in a sweet kiss. Crow held the enforcer close, a hand gently running through his light brown hair, pulling back to smile at him.

"Merry Christmas, baby," he murmured, pecking his lips softly once more.

"Merry Christmas, Vinny," he repeated, allowing himself to relax in the criminal's arms, his head on his chest as he closed his eyes with a smile, the scent of faint blood, alcohol, and the outside world actually making him feel in complete peace. His wrapped his arms around Crow's torso, hands gently gripping his black shirt. "I love you."

"Love you, too, my little Tiger."