A/N: Here's the second half of Christmas. It would have been up sooner, but I had difficulties logging in.
I just want to point out that in the V-day episode, Sugar describes Blaine as "compact"!
Enjoy:)
Christmas eve we decided to have a small family party. Both families were invited (everyone except Carol's mom). There were no problems like at thanksgiving and everyone behaved themselves. Presents were exchanged from all the relatives, but we had decided ahead of time we were all exchanging gifts Christmas morning.
After all of our guests left and everything was cleaned up, it was time for bed. Kurt put out milk and cookies for Santa before going back into the kitchen to get a glass of water. While he knew the cookies really wouldn't be eaten by Santa, it was a tradition to put them out every year. By the time he got back from getting a glass of water the plate was empty. Unfortunately for Finn and Blaine, they did not hide it well. Finn's face was covered in cookie crumbs and Blaine had a milk mustache.
"You two are just terrible. I hope Santa doesn't leave you any presents!" Kurt yelled before storming upstairs and slamming his door. After a few minutes, Blaine sighed, got up and walked upstairs to Kurt's room. I could hear him knocking and quietly calling Kurt's name. Once the door opened and closed, with Blaine inside, I quickly went upstairs to see if I could hear anything.
"I'm sorry I ate Santa's cookies. But if it makes you feel any better, you make the best cookies in the world. They're so good I'd risk not getting any Christmas presents just to have some."
Just as Kurt started to reply, Finn tapped me on the shoulder and whispered, so the other boys wouldn't hear that we were right outside the room.
"You really don't want to be listening in on them when they are making up. Trust me."
Oh great, that's the last thing I wanted to think about. I carefully climbed down the stairs silently before starting back up again really loudly.
As I stomped past Kurt's room I made sure to knock and call in.
"Good night boys. Happy Christmas Eve! Don't stay up too late."
It's good to remind them once in a while that the house is inhabited. I walked back downstairs to help Carol put presents under the tree. I don't know where she had them hidden, but by the time I brought mine out from the garage, she was already placing them around the tree. We made sure everything was clearly labeled with a name, since Christmas morning with three boys would probably be crazy, even if they are already old enough to have calmed down a bit.
We were right in assuming it would be a zoo in the morning. Around 5:30 I woke up to hear a quiet conversation between Finn and Kurt.
"It's Christmas morning. I thought everyone gets up early. Just go wake him up now. You're the only one that can do it without causing him to freak out. Besides, I'd be afraid to wake either of you up since there's a good chance I'd walk in on you either going at it or asleep naked, again."
I could practically hear Kurt's blush. From what I heard next, I guess he was just going pretend that last part wasn't even said.
"He doesn't 'freak out' Finn, he just doesn't like being touched. Not everyone gets up at the ass crack of dawn on Christmas though."
"What kind of deprived childhood must someone have to not want to wake up early on Christmas?"
"The kind of childhood Blaine had. That's the kind. I thought you knew all of this already. I'll go wake him up, but don't bring any of this up."
"Chill dude, I won't mention it. I'm just going to grab some presents from my room and I'll meet you downstairs."
About 30 minutes later, Carol and I were woken by three teenage boys in their pajamas jumping on our bed.
"It's Christmas!"
"Time to get up!"
"It's present time!"
At least they waited till six am to wake us up.
Once we made our way downstairs, the boys each claimed a spot on the floor around the tree while Carol and I got the love seat.
"Ok, who's up first?"
The boys agreed Carol would open a present first. She opened a present from all three boys, which was a silver picture frame that said "Mom". Inside it was a picture of all three of them with the two of us at the homecoming game.
"It's perfect!" Carol said as her eyes started to tear up and she hugged the frame to her chest.
I was the next to open a present. It was a new drill I've been wanting. It was from all three boys together, but I knew Kurt was behind it. Even though Kurt had the most feminine interests, he was also the only one who knew anything about drills.
Then it was time for the boys to exchange gifts. Finn went first, giving Kurt a box of flameless, battery powered candles, and giving Blaine a new Harry Potter shirt to replace the one lost in the fire.
"Thank you Finn, I love it!"
"No problem dude. I'm glad you like it. And there's the added bonus that it makes Kurt mad!"
Kurt mumbled something under his breath about *another* fashion travesty, but let it go at that.
Then both Kurt and Blaine gave Finn his gifts. Kurt gave him noise canceling headphones, which were a good idea even if they caused all three boys to blush. Blaine gave him an inflatable chair.
"Um... Thanks, but what exactly is it for?"
Blaine smiled at Finn before answering, as though Finn should know this by now.
"It's so you have your own clean chair, since you won't sit on the couch or recliner anymore! And then if you have sex in it, no one else will sit in it and it will be all yours!"
Carol piped in to the conversation at this point, pointing between herself and me.
"You do realize both of us are sitting right here, right?"
Blaine blushed a little and stopped talking.
The rest of the presents were exchanged, and I gave Carol her new necklace. Luckily Blaine was there to help pick it out. She said how much she loved this necklace and was glad I didn't get a big glittery one (which I had initially picked, but Blaine talked me out of it).
Kurt opened his present from Blaine and sat there looking at the ring speechless. Blaine was starting to look uncomfortable at Kurt's prolonged silence.
"It's just a promise ring, not an engagement ring. I love you very much and want to be with you forever. But if it's too much or freaking you out, we can return it and you can get something else. Just please say something." Blaine had started talking faster and faster as he went on. I really hoped for his sake that Kurt didn't want to return the ring.
"I love you too. Of course I don't want you to return it. I just can't believe you picked out the same ring."
"What do you mean?"
Kurt reached behind him and handed Blaine his Christmas present. When Blaine opened the box, he saw the exact same ring he had bought for Kurt, only a size or two bigger. Pretty soon both boys were hugging with tears streaming down their faces. Carol couldn't stop crying either. Finally I got Carol to calm down and go into the kitchen with me to make breakfast. She was able to drag Finn along too, so Kurt and Blaine could have a minute alone. Once pancakes were ready I walked into the living room to let them know it was time to eat, but they weren't there. I looked around the room and started to walk towards the stairs to see them walking down the stairs holding hands. They both had goofy grins on their faces and matching rings. Even though Kurt's hair was perfect as always, Blaine's was even worse than it was when we were opening presents. They both stopped in their tracks when they saw me.
"Um... Sorry?" Kurt started, but I cut him off before it could get any more awkward.
"Breakfast is ready. I'll meet you in the kitchen when you're ready."
And with that, I turned around and went into the kitchen.
Once everyone was settled around the kitchen table (Kurt and Blaine sitting unusually close, even for them), Carol started dishing out pancakes.
Blaine immediately lit up when he saw we were having Carol's pancakes, they were his favorites.
After a few minutes of eating in silence, Finn made an observation.
"Wow, Kurt, you've never eaten more pancakes than me before! And Blaine's eating more than usual too! Opening presents isn't that much work!"
Both Kurt and Blaine turned bright red and stopped eating. The rest of the meal was spent with forced conversation, mostly initiated by me or Carol.
After breakfast, we went back to the living room to start our Christmas movie marathon. Finn sat on the floor, trying to blow up his new chair. After about fifteen minutes, Finn was close to collapsing, so I took the chair out of his hands and walked out to the garage. I was able to blow the chair up in under a minute using an air compressor I usually use for inflating tires. I brought it back into the living room and tossed it at Finn. Luckily it was very light, because it bounced off his head. We resumed our movie ("A Christmas Story" which was playing as a 24 hour marathon), with Finn enjoying his new "clean" chair, Carol and I stretched out on the couch and Kurt and Blaine squeezed into their chair. Blaine was currently on Kurt's lap, although that position tended to change throughout the movie as their legs fell asleep. Blaine was finally a little heavier than Kurt, but it didn't stop them from sitting on each others laps. Kurt's taller, but skinnier. Now that Blaine's been eating Carol's and Kurt's cooking for a few months, he's up to a healthy weight. He still works out for cheerios and goes running once in a while, but he was too skinny when he moved in. He really wasn't being fed that much at home.
After a day of movies and Christmas cookies, it was time for Christmas dinner. Since we had people over for dinner last night, we opted for ordering Chinese. Finn was allowed to invite Rachel over (the "girlfriend du jour" as Kurt called her) since her family wasn't celebrating Christmas anyway. (Carol tried the excuse about having her over another day instead because she should spend today with her family, but that argument didn't really work since she is Jewish). So eventually we sat down around the table with six different orders of Chinese food and a few appetizers. Christmas time was the only time Kurt wasn't as cautious about what he ate, so all three boys were fighting over the food. Kurt tried writing his name on a container to claim it as his own, but that just caused that dish to disappear the fastest. Rachel had a bowl of white rice and some of the crispy noodles that came with the soup since she's vegan, and no one (Finn included) remembered to order something specifically for her. There was a vegetable dish, but apparently the sauce was meat based. Carol offered to make her something, and I offered to order something else from the Chinese place, but she insisted she had enough. After dinner, the boys and Rachel went back into the living room to watch another Christmas movie. We had already seen all the old classics during the day, so the selection was limited. I could already hear the argument escalating.
"I think we should watch the Adam Sandler cartoon "8 crazy nights" in honor of Hanukah, since not all of us celebrate Christmas." Rachel began in her usual bossy tone.
Blaine, ever the diplomat, tried to smooth things over before Kurt or Finn could jump in with a response to Rachel.
"How about we vote on a movie, majority rules?"
"That seems fair. What movies are we voting on, besides my choice of course?"
Kurt shouted out "Elf" at the same time that Finn shouted "Christmas Story".
"But Finn, we already saw Christmas story. Three times!"
"There's a reason it's on for 24 hours dude. Because it's the best movie of all time, and you can watch it 24 hours straight without getting sick of it."
"But every time we turn it on, it's at the same point. It... was...soap... POISONING!" Kurt dramatically acted out as he collapsed on to the floor. Blaine immediately rushed to his side and they began acting out the final scene of Romeo and Juliet with the double suicide. It was all very over the top and corny. Finally Rachel lost her patience and called for a vote.
"Ok, who votes for "8 crazy nights"?" She was the only one raising her hand. She gave Finn and indignant look, but he kept his hand down. "Fine, who votes for "Elf"?" Kurt and Blaine both raised their hands. Kurt's face gained a look of triumph over Finn, but Rachel finished the vote anyway. "Christmas Story?"
This time Finn and Blaine both raised their hands.
"Blaine! You can't vote twice!" Kurt looked pissed. He had thought he won, and when we realized it was a tie, Blaine was in trouble. Realizing how mad Kurt could get when he didn't get his way, Blaine tried to justify his voting.
"But I love both movies. I don't care what we watch... As long as it isn't "8 Crazy Nights". I still want to watch a Christmas movie on Christmas. Rachel has 8 nights to watch that terrible movie over and over again. I only get one Christmas day to watch movies. Besides, have you even seen that movie? It's truly terrible."
I went back into the kitchen to help Carol with the leftovers. We decided to leave them out since the boys would be looking for a snack soon and finish the Chinese off. When we went into the living room to join the kids for the movie, "Elf" was on and Rachel was gone. I decided to play dumb.
"Where's Rachel?"
The boys exchanged glances before Finn spoke up.
"She decided to go home. She didn't want to watch Christmas movies with us. She also thought Blaine was offensive. But he wasn't. She's just overly sensitive."
I guess that explains why Rachel left without saying goodbye to Carol and I. Finn took Blaine's side in an argument against her. I know Blaine and Kurt still resent Rachel a little bit for the time she tried to "eat Blaine's face", so that couldn't have helped the situation. I should have stayed to hear what else was said before she left.
Halfway through the movie a second round of Chinese food was passed around. I suggested it, in hopes that if Kurt and Blaine were eating they couldn't quote every single line in the movie. Instead they took turns while the other ate. Once the movie was over, we watched Christmas Story again. According to Carol, Finn had spent every Christmas trying to watch all 24 hours. Blaine confessed to doing the same thing several times. It was much sadder to think of Blaine sitting alone in his room Christmas Eve and Christmas day, watching a movie marathon because he had no one who wanted to spend the holiday with him. Once the movie was over and everyone had their fill of Christmas cookies, it was time for bed. I didn't remind Kurt and Blaine about separate rooms. It was Christmas after all, and they spent the entire day together, always touching in some way. On my way into my room, I may have accidentally overheard their conversation.
"I can't believe you got me the same ring that I got you. It's perfect. Like us."
"I love you so much Kurt and I want to spend forever with you. When I think of the future I see us. And sometimes terminators..."
The romantic moment was broken when I heard giggling and the sound of Blaine being knocked off the bed, on to the floor.
"Way to ruin a moment Blaine."