Jason is sprawled out in bed, fingers curled around a pillow, when Chad makes his way back home after another Smackdown tour. He smiles and leans against the doorway, staring at his boyfriend for long, quiet moments. He sighs softly and pulls away, venturing into the bathroom and considering how loud the shower typically is before giving up on the prospect, too tired to bother anyway, pulling his shirt off and kicking his jeans into a pile by the laundry basket.

Returning to the bedroom, he slips in next to Jason and presses his forehead to Jason's shoulder, kissing the sleep warm flesh before settling in to sleep as well. He's not terribly surprised when Jason stirs, wraps an arm around him and murmurs dozily before dropping back asleep as well.

The next morning, they wake up at around the same time, Chad smiling as Jason yawns and stretches, burying his face in Chad's sternum. "Everything alright?" Chad wonders as Jason hums, hugging him close.

"My dad finally sent us an invite to his house for Christmas," Jason mumbles into Chad's tank top.

Chad lights up, running his fingers over Jason's hair. "Really? That's great!" Things between Jason and Kurt had gone from tense during Jason's surgery and the beginning stages of his recovery to guilt-ridden and awkward when they realized he wasn't healing as expected post-surgery, to horrified realization when Jason had to quietly retire and venture into production work. They're just now working together, since Angle had retired and followed his son's path, and things are pretty solid between them once more. "I know last year was really hard for you."

"It was," Jason says, pulling back to smile at Chad. "But I think things are going to be fine now." He kisses Chad softly. "I have you, everything's getting better between my dad and I, I've found a place in production." He curls his fingers slightly, frowning at the lingering weakness there, and shrugs. "May not be able to have everything I've ever wanted, but I have so many things that are good, I can't really complain. You know?"

Chad presses his forehead to Jason's and nods. "Yeah, I do," he says softly. "That's how I feel too." They'd had issues in their relationship as well, but Jason's early retirement hadn't just been a wake up call for Kurt. It had opened Chad's eyes to a few things as well. "I love you, Jason."

Jason grins at him. "I love you too, Shorty."

Chad groans. "OH come on, I can stomach being called that on TV, but not you too." He runs his fingers lightly over Jason's ribs, sending him into a fit of gasps and choked giggles as Jason tries and fails to get away from the hands that seem to have every ticklish spot of his memorized.

"Oh my God-" Jason huffs, finally getting some momentum and pinning Chad back down to the bed, hovering over him. "No more of that," he says, leaning in and kissing Chad until he stops attempting to free himself to continue tormenting Jason. "Now if I'm going to share you with all of my dad's family for the next few days, it's only fair if we take full advantage of what little time we have alone right now."

Chad tilts his head. "I thought that's what we were already doing."

Jason rolls his eyes and leans in, hovering just over Chad's lips. "I think we can find something a lot better than tickling to do right now. Don't you?"

Chad stares up into his deep, dark eyes, wonderment and need filling his own. "Oh. Well, I mean. Yeah," he gasps out. "Definitely."

Jason smiles down at him and flicks a couple of switches near the bed, a soft, colorful glow spreading throughout the room as the lights surrounding the small tree they have opposite the bed turns on, adding some festive cheer to the room. "Merry Christmas, Chad."

"Merry Christmas, Jason," Chad murmurs back against his lips before wrapping his arms around Jason and giving in fully to his kiss.