What the hell is this? No Keith x Ellis fanfictions on this site! Or... none that I've seen anyway, lol. Anyway, I do enjoy this pairing, it's my second favorite besides Nick x Ellis. *nod* Fluffy stuff makes me smile.
It was just another day at the auto-shop. The same customers came in, the same money was made, the same mechanics came in. The only thing that was different was the shop would be closed for Christmas holiday. The boys loved Christmas always, the chance to be together and eat good food that Ellis' mother only prepared for the occasion. Keith would be going home with his best friend today, they would close early and then have the best holiday ever, like every year.
At closing time, which was two in the afternoon, an early time for closing at the Savannah garage, Ellis and Keith bid farewell to their boss, Dave and left in Ellis' pickup to drive home to his Ma's house. Inside, it was festive and the scents of food was just assulting their noses. The house was covered in red, green and silver. Ellis strode across the living room, staring at the tinsle that hung from the windows and the tree, all ready for decorating. They looked at each other, grinning.
"Wanna decorate it now or wait until we're fat 'n stuffed with food?" Ellis asked, raising an eyebrow. Keith laughed and stood up, moving to the box of tree decorations.
"I think we should do it now, El." the older mechanic smiled, walking over to the box, starting to put on the string of Christmas lights on the large tree. Ellis joined his friend, putting strings of tinsle on the tree to add with decorations. Then the ornaments came on and after two hours of cracking perverted jokes and hysterical stories back and forth, they finished and took a seat on the couch to examine their handiwork.
"Well, damn me to hell 'n back," Keith grinned. "I think we did a pretty awesome job this year!" He ruffled the younger mechanic's hair after knocking off his hat. Ellis flailed a little bit and took off Keith's hat, staring at the rust colored hair flat to his head.
"You need to brush it before dinner, you know." he demanded. Keith rolled his eyes and shrugged, standing up and moving to steal Ellis' hair brush, brushing his hair back against his head and using the elastic on his wrist to keep it back. He walked out, stretching contently before he fell back onto the couch again, kicking off his boots. Ellis was already sitting there, his blue eyes going from Keith to the TV every few moments to see if he was keeping interest. Keith was, like always. He enjoyed most of the things Ellis did. Trucks, guns, fishing, NASCAR, you name it.
Once dinner was served, Ellis' mother blessed the food and held both of their hands. "God bless you both and let's all have a Merry Christmas." she smiled and served the food and they all ate, happily and glad they were together.
That night, Keith and Ellis were in bed, Ellis was staring up at the ceiling while Keith was eyeing the brunette. He glanced at the clock, which read 2:32 A.M.
"Merry Christmas, Keith." Ellis said with a chuckle, then it was cut off by the playful bonk of foreheads they did occasionally. The 23 year old shifted slightly when Keith's weight was resting on his lower half and he glances towards the side when his arms were planted on both sides of his head. "Keith?" Ellis muttered, blinking, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the dark. "What are you doi-" he was cut off by the gentleness of the elder mechanic's lips against his own and his eyes went half lidded.
Ellis returned the kiss, his arms wrapping around his best friend's neck as he deepened it, a low, throaty groan escaping into it. Keith pulled off him and shifted under the covers again, chuckling softly into the cool air.
"Merry Christmas, Ellis."