5th Christmas
Jack was drunk, almost as drunk as Ianto who was slurring happily as they fell out of the cab and into their front yard.
"Not ….drink…jus….happy" Ianto hiccupped and then laughed, "I said drink instead of drunk. Maybe I am."
"Come on snuggle puss, tickly Tiger bum" Jack crooned, lifting his husband under his armpits and slamming them both into the front door where they rested their lips against each other's for a while, then the door was wrenched open and they both fell in, looking up with surprise at an angry John Hart.
"What time do you call this?" he demanded, "Not even New Years, it's bloody Christmas eve and that little shit took forever to get to bed, did you know how many fucking books he has and I couldn't say no when he does that same lip wobble eye candy does!"
"Oops, sorry Dad." Jack snorted, then rolled to look at his giggling husband, "Yan, I think we missed curfew."
"Fug?" Ianto said helpfully and they both giggled some more.
"Keep it up, wake the beast why don't you, then we will never get to sleep!" John sighed as he grabbed Jack by an arm and dragged him into the main room then went back to find Ianto struggling with his boot.
"What are you doing?"
"Snow, just did the floors" Ianto said with immense concentration as he snarled and shook his foot like the boot might magically fly off.
"Fuck sake" John sighed, scooping the Welshman up and enjoying the soft, warm body that quickly plastered itself to him like a much larger version of the little beast.
He dropped Ianto on the bed and removed the offending boot, gaining a crow of delight from Ianto who reached around and slapped John's arse as he called him a clever sausage.
John was stunned, standing with shock as he felt the hand rub his thigh affectionately, then Ianto sighed as he spoke, "Come to bed Jack. I need my cuddle bear."
John was strangely touched to see the soft smile on Ianto's face and he went into the main room to wake Jack who was snoring on the floor.
"Come on, someone wants his cuddle bear" he hissed and Jack made a happy noise as he was helped into the bedroom and John left them to undress each other with drunken giggles.
Flopping back onto the sofa where he had been watching TV while waiting he decided it was so late he may as well stay.
Might be nice to watch the beast open his presents in the morning and anyway …one had his name on it too and he really wanted to know what it was.
He was drifting almost asleep when he heard a noise and opened his eyes to find a naked Ianto walking past, muttering about the drapes still open.
John sat up and gaped at the goods on show and other than 'Lucky Bastard Jack' he found it hard to think much of anything at all.
God he was a looker, and that arse was a taut and plump as the suits suggested.
"Goodnight John" Ianto said softly as he stumbled back to bed and John laughed softly as he pulled the blanket up and shook his head.
Next morning it was clear Ianto remembered his drunken wander and was not phased as he smiled and poured the coffee. They moved to the living room where an excited little four year old was squeaking as he leapt up and down with large begging eyes.
Shit, how can you say no to that?
Walter ripped in like a wild animal, squealing and acting like each gift was the greatest, showing g his Taddy's good manners, then came the one from John and as the little boy examined it, turning it over in his hands and John swallowed nervously as he had no idea if the little boy would like it or not.
Walter carefully unwrapped it, wanting to save the paper which made John chuffed that he had picked right there, anyway.
Then Walter saw what was inside and he stared at the lamp silently.
"What is it Walty Bum?" Ianto asked, craning to see.
"It's a night light" John explained, "It's like …stars. Constellations and stuff on the walls and ceiling."
"Oh John!" Ianto gushed, "How thoughtful of you to remember my Walter loves stars."
John had never felt so praised.
Then the little boy placed the gift down and walked over for a hug, thanking him politely with a little kiss.
Best Christmas ever.