JadeRose1, yes, that I agree with. He's a jerk & a sleaze-ball & probably a man-whore. Hm. I kindly don't know if I'd regretted it myself. LadyDragonsblood, I never said Jeri was a strict or exclusive bottom. I like him either way. It depends on the guy I've paired him with. He definitely tops my main bottoms if paired with them, but he's flexible to be used as a bottom if I need him to be. With JeriMiz I don't care who tops. Miz, Punk & Jericho are all flexible roles for me to write. I'll admit I like Jeri as a bottom with Jay b/c of the problems with a bottom Jay in the past & the headaches it caused on DA, but I've even had Y2Jay switch. So strict bottoms are Adam, Mor, Heath & Gerard. Strict tops are Jeff & Jay out of stubbornness. Everyone else flexes around that. But that is my world. Jeri would never ever ever bottom to Adam. Debwood-1999, I don't think there is a true dominate in JeriMiz. I think if so it would be Jeri even if he did bottom & even if he likes to let Miz think he's in control. As I've said, I don't care who doms or subs. I've read them both ways & liked it. I even like Miz in drag too. I don't know if Phil is ready to handle two diva-like bottoms. takers dark lover, I would love to actually see the outfits on the boys in real-life, lol. M.j's place, (hands you towel for drool) Thank you.

Christmas Shots; 2012
Chapter thirty-five/ 'Christmas Eve'
Rated; T/ L (warm fluffy family goodness, mentions of some bad guys getting abused during Home Alone 2)
Pairing; Jedam.
Set-up; It's Christmas Eve at the Jedam house. Snowmen, holiday movies, cocoa & an excited Joseph waiting for Santa.

Jeff stood outside in the cold on his back porch in a jacket and hood. It had just stopped snowing and the white icy powder covered everything, including the ground, the porch, various art sculptures. He blew a breath out, watching it come out in a white puff. It was still evening and he had no clue why he had turned on the Christmas lights that were strewn up on the porch and around the bushes and trees. It wasn't quite dark yet to see them shine bright.

Jeff stuck the end of the cigarette between his lips, cupping a gloved hand over it as the other held up the lighter, flicking it a couple times and making the flame lick at the end of the cigarette to light it. Jeff pocketed the lighter, holding the cigarette between two fingers as he took a drag, inhaling the smoke before releasing it through parted lips.

He looked over as he heard a happy squeal and the sound of two little hands clapping. Adam was down by the end of the house in the backyard, helping their son Joseph make a snowman as the little well-bundled up blond-haired boy bounced around. He grabbed a tiny handful of snow in his thick glove and patted it on the body of the snowman as Adam gathered more snow to finish the head. The snowman was misshapen and crooked, but they were having fun.. they even "borrowed" an old scarf and ball cap from Jeff and had rocks to form the face and limbs for the arms.

Adam finished the head and started putting those things in place as Joseph stomped through the snow, squealing and giggling as he fell down in it. Jeff laughed to himself, flicking his ashes. Then Joseph tried to make a snowball and pelt Adam, spinning around and falling down as his pitiful snowball fell with what should have had a comical "thud" added in as a sound effect.

Jeff stubbed his smoke out in the cold snow and jogged out to his family. "Here, buddy, let daddy show you how to make a snowball." He bent over, reaching into the snow to gather some up, rolling and patting it tight in his hands. He gazed up at Adam and smirked, holding the finished snowball in his hand, drawing back to throw.

"No.." Adam backed up, blonde hair poking through his skullcap. "Don't you dare, Jeff Hardy.. no.." He held his hands out, yelping and cackling as he was hit with the snowball. "Okay.. I see how you are.."

Jeff was already making another so Adam quickly started to make his own, getting Jeff in the head as he raised back up.

"You little.. here, Joseph, let's get mommy.." He said, helping the smallest blonde make a snowball to throw at Adam.

"Two on one.. not fair.." Adam shook snow off, going to tackle Jeff in the snow, Joseph jumping on his back and wanting to play too.

They went on for a little while longer then huddled together to watch the lights as night fell. Jeff got a camera and took pictures of the snowman and of Joseph's face as his son peered up at the sparkling lights, a look of magic and wonder on his chubby face. Then the family went inside to get out of cold wet clothes and into some warm dry ones. Adam fixed hot cocoa while Jeff and Joseph sat down to watch TV, settling on Home Alone 2 because it was on.

It was already toward the big culmination scene between Kevin and the bad guys. The shorter fat one Harry got clocked as tools fell out of a bag onto his head. The other skinny goofy-looking one Marv slipped in some green goop and went sliding right into a case of paint cans that fell on top of him.

Joseph giggled. "He's all painted up like you, Daddy.." The little boy observed.

"Like me, huh? I ever covered in paints like that?" Jeff said, gently stroking the small boy's soft hair.

"Ye'huh.." He giggled again as Marv was electrocuted on TV, turning into a skeleton under falsetto girlie screams.

Jeff smiled, watching his son cackle as Harry's head was set on fire. "Was that funny?"

Joseph pointed at the TV. "Look, he's all covered in black soot like when Elmer gets blowed up in the cartoons." He babbled. " Uh-oh.." Giggle. "Him gotted knocked out.."

"He shouldn't be watching that violence. Put on A Muppet Christmas Carol or something." Adam said, standing in the door with his hot cocoa.

"Nah, he's fine.. He knows it's not real.. like a cartoon, right, buddy?" Jeff ruffled his hair.

Joseph cackled as the two bad guys were clocked in the face and sent flying backwards on their asses.

"Still.." Adam handed Jeff his cocoa. "They're not cartoons."

"Never!" Marv shouted on the screen and Joseph shouted with him, adding a "Boom! Pow! Smash!" to it with more giggling.

"See? He likes it." Jeff said, taking a sip of the warm liquid.

"Look at their noses, Daddy.." Joseph pointed out. Their noses were crooked after they had been smushed by a large tool chest.

"I see, sweetheart. They look funny." Jeff assured.

"C'mon.. time for bed anyway. Santa comes tonight, y'know." Adam gently poked his son's belly.

Joseph squirmed. "Nooooo.. I wanna see Santy.."

"Santa won't come unless you're in bed. You know that." He poked him again, lips quirking.

"Daddy.." Joseph looked back at his father pitifully.

"Better go.. you wanna get up early and open your presents." Jeff agreed.

Joseph pouted. "Read me a story, Mommy..?"

"Okay. Then sleep." Adam went and got the book and Jeff turned off the TV.

Jeff watched as Adam sat in the recliner, Joseph in his lap and laid back against him as he was rocked and read to sleep, the lights were off and only the soft warm glow of the Christmas tree lights allowed Adam to see. The small boy soon lay snoozing in Adam's arms and Jeff picked him up and carried him to his room to tuck him in.

The couple sat in the comforting silence of the tree as they sipped their not-so-hot-anymore cocoa. "He's getting big, ain't he?" Adam said.

"Beautiful. Like his mother." Jeff grinned.

Adam smiled and stirred his cocoa with a candy cane, tipping the mug up to take another sip. "Like his father maybe."

"Do you ever think about him having a brother or sister?" Jeff asked quietly.

"I don't know, Jeff. Do you?" Adam licked at the chocolate on his lips.

"Well, yeah. I mean.. you ever think about having another..?" Jeff inquired.

"I don't know.. Do you want another, Jeffy?" Adam said, looking over at his lover.

"Well.. well, yeah. I do. I'd like to." Jeff pondered. "You?"

"Sometimes.. I think it'd be neat. Watch our family grow." Adam smiled softly.

Jeff echoed that smile. "Yeah." He sipped his cocoa for a moment, pondering. They were ready for another. He was sure of it.

-xx-

The next morning, tiny socked feet padded down to the living room, stopping and staring with wide green eyes as he gazed in wonder at the Christmas tree, bursting underneath with presents. Santa had came last night and had left gifts like mommy said.

Joseph turned and darted to his parent's room. "Mommy! Daddy! He came! He came! Santa! Santy Claus came! Wake up!"

Jeff groaned as he felt a small body pounce on his and shake him.

"Daddy! Santy came!" Joseph announced excitedly.

"Oh.. he did, did he..?" Jeff said tiredly.

"Yeah yeah yeah! Get up, I want my presents!" More shaking.

Adam was already staggering to his feet and fighting into his bathrobe. "I'll go make coffee.."

After some more excited whining and pushing, Joseph got them both out of bed and awake enough to go dig into his new treasures. Jeff watched his son through the lens of a camera as his baby boy tore into the wrapping paper of a gift, squealing happily as he got that toy race car he had wanted. Jeff smiled as Joseph showed it to Adam. This was the most perfect Christmas ever.

Joseph's getting so big. They were watching Home Alone 2, which I enjoy watching the robbers get hurt. It's funny & sorta cartoonish. I mentioned Elmer Fudd from Looney Tunes as who gets blown up. Joseph saying blowed & gotted was not a typo, he's still a baby.