The Mattress Manuscripts

By: bakayaro onna

Summary: A series of very short ficlets - some silly, some serious - starring Eiri and Shuichi, and featuring a mattress.

Story Four: Christmas Wish

See story One, "Coconuts", for author notes about the criteria for these writing exercises.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation in any way, shape or form.

Christmas Wish

A story from The Mattress Manuscripts

Word Count: 369
Idea Started: 12/14/05
Completed: 12/17/2008

As I slowly awaken, I remember what day it is and almost groan. Will I get my wish? I want to stay in bed today, to remain warm and drowsy except when we are fucking. It is the best way to spend Christmas Day in Japan. Instead, I sigh heavily and crack open my eyes to the pre-dawn grey.

I look over to his place and am not surprised to see it empty. There go any ideas of fucking.

I know my partner will not let me remain in bed all day, even if I let him be on top as a present. He will want to get up early, dash to the dead tree I let him put up in the main room and see if Santa-san left him anything. Even after over a decade, the absolutely moronic loon I have made a life commitment to has not been fazed by my yearly Grinchy 'Bah Humbugs' and enthusiastically embraces the annoying holiday.

The toilet flushes and I twist my head to see my naked lover stumble out of the bathroom, yawning and rubbing his eyes. He surprises me by shuffling back to bed and crawling under the covers, his back to me. He shoves his slightly chilled body against mine and immediately relaxes with a happy sigh.

I suppose I am a glutton for punishment. I shift so my lips are close to his exposed ear.

"I thought you would be up already," I whisper.

"Nurghhmm...," mumbles the lump. He turns his head and blinks sleepily at me. "My first gift to you - sleeping in today. Merry Christmas, lover." He reaches back and gives my butt cheek a squeeze, then smiles before snuggling back into his pillow.

I wholeheartedly accept his holiday offering and gently kiss the back of his neck in thanks. His only reaction is a quiet 'mmm' and a deep contented exhalation as he drifts back to sleep.

He is definitely getting a chance to top today, as well as the small wrapped package I snuck under the tree last night after he passed out from the afterglow. "Merry Christmas, idiot," I murmur as I pull him closer and fall back to sleep, smiling.