Author's note: I honestly can't remember if I wrote this or if my friend, Emily, did... Either way, enjoy the short and sweet!
Christmas Gifts
They sat around the Christmas tree in John's flat, everyone smiling and happy; even Courtney, the known humbug of the group. She was in John's arms, leaned up against the arm of the sofa. Paul was laughing at Emily, who was staring intently at the brightly wrapped boxes, which so perfectly reflected the light. They were supposed to wait for Rings, Geo, and their dates, but by the looks of it, they weren't coming.
Suddenly, Courtney stood up, walked over to the tree, plucked a bow from George's present, and plopped it on John's mop before settling back into his arms.
John grinned. "So 'm yer gift, am i?"
"Yep," Courtney affirmed, knowing John would understand the gesture.
"So ye gonna take the wrappin off or wha?"
"Not 'ere, ye won't!" Emily exclaimed, glaring at John, "Ruddy pervert."
John just laughed.
"Later, I will," Courtney said.
"So if John's Courtney's present…" Paul said, coming up behind Emily, then throwing his arms around her, "Do I get to be yers?"
Emily's face flushed.
Then George walked in. "Ye lot're goin at it ALREADY? Christ."