I know, I know, I'm horrible! To be honest, I kinda lost my inspiration for this story, so I worked on some of my other ones for a while. But the holiday season has inspired me once more, so Happy Holidays!

SPOV

I wake with a start to a lot of poking and bouncing going on beside me. "Sebastian! Wake up! It's Christmas!"

I groan. "It's, like, six in the morning…"

"It is not! It's nine. Now come on, get up!"

He continues his bouncing and poking until I sit up, rubbing my eyes. "Okay, I'm up," I mumbled tiredly. When I look up at him, I see he's wearing a Santa hat, which has gone crooked during all his jumping around. I can't help but laugh. "You look ridiculous."

He nudges me. "So do you. Have you seen your hair today?"

I laugh. "No, I haven't, because I was just woken up by a crazy person in a Santa hat."

"Well, imagine that." He runs his fingers lightly through my hair. "That's better. Now, are you ready or what?"

I laugh, hugging him. "Yeah, I guess so." I smile, kissing him softly. "You know, I haven't had a real Christmas in years."

"I know, and I want this to be extra special," he murmurs against my neck.

"As long as it's with you, I'm sure it will be."

He grins, kissing me once more before pulling me out of bed. I follow him downstairs, where Julie and Matthew are sitting, sipping coffee. Blaine starts his bouncing again as I hug them both. "Merry Christmas."

Julie laughs. "I think Blaine's going to explode if we wait much longer."

"Wait for what?" I ask, puzzled.

"For presents of course!" She smiles. "Santa has noted your change of address."

I hug her tightly. "You really didn't have to."

"Of course we did! You're one of the family."

I smile. "That's the best gift anyone could ever give me."

She kisses my cheek softly. "Well there are still some pretty good ones waiting under the tree for you."

Blaine takes my hand. "Let's go!" I laugh, I allowing him to pull me into the living room, where our decorated tree stands guard over piles of gift wrapped boxes. Blaine pulls me to the floor with him, where he sits, crossed-legged, looking so much like a five-year-old. "I have a present for you, but I'll give it to you a little later," he says, blushing a little. I'm very curious as to what it could be, but I can wait a little while longer.

"Then I'll give you yours later too."

He nods, handing me a present. "You first." We each open all of our boxes, and in the end I'm left with a huge addition to my wardrobe, some CDs, and various other things that I'm sure I'd spend all day playing with if I could. But the real gift wasn't something you could put in a box. My real gift was a real Christmas, with a real family.

"Well," Julie says, "I think that's the last of them. Oh, wait…what's this?" She pulls out a smaller box from behind her. "Honey, what does this say?"

Matthew leans over to look at the tag. "To Blaine and Sebastian, love Santa."

Blaine looks at me, puzzled, and I shrug. He takes the box from her, lifting the cover, and his eyes go wide as he looks at whatever lies inside. "No way…" he whispers.

"What is it?" He turns the box around so I can see the two slips of paper inside it. "Tickets?" I ask. Upon closer inspection, I see that they're airplane tickets. "Where are we going?"

Blaine grins. "We're going to New York."

"No way. We're really going to New York? When?"

He chuckles. "From the look of things, I think we're leaving today."

I look over to Matthew and Julie, who are both beaming just as much as Blaine is. "I can't believe you guys did this. Thank you."

Julie giggles. "Hey, it was Santa, not us. But if I had to take a guess, I'd say he thought maybe you two could use some fun after the year we've had. But that's just a guess. I'd also guess that Santa already took care of the hotel arrangements and car service to and from both airports. And Santa thought it might be cool to celebrate New Years in New York, so you'll be staying there for the next week. Or so I've heard."

I laugh, hugging her tightly. "Well if you happen to talk to him, please let him know how incredibly grateful I am for everything."

She smiles. "I will. Now, you two have a few hours before you need to head out. I think Blaine has something to discuss with you."

Blaine nods, standing up. "Let's go for a drive," he says.

"Okay," I agree, "Just let me change first."

I quickly change out of my pajamas and follow Blaine to his car. He seems suddenly nervous, and I can't imagine why. "Blaine?" I ask finally, "Are you alright?"

He nods. "Oh yeah, I'm fine," he says. "Just thinking." Finally, he pulls into the lot of the local park, glancing over at me. "Care to take a walk?" I nod, taking his hand as we amble through the park. Eventually, when there is no one else around, Blaine sits me down on a bench. "Sebastian," he starts, "The last few months have been really, really crazy. There were a lot of times when I didn't think I was going to be able to get through it. But you changed that. Because of you, I made it through things that had seemed impossible before. I know you hear it a lot, but I love you so much. You mean the world to me, and I am so glad I found you that day. I want to make a promise to you today, that I will be here today, and tomorrow, and every single day until the end. That I will always love you, and that I will always take care of you." He hands me a small velvet box. I open it carefully, gasping at the silver band inside. "I'd like you to wear it, so that you always carry my promise with you, at least until I can replace it with the real thing."

I tear up, hugging him tightly. "I would love to wear it," I tell him. "Thank you. I love you so much Blaine."

He presses his lips to mine softly, wiping my tears away. "I love you too baby." He takes the ring from the box, showing it to me. "Look on the inside." Looking closely, I see his initials engraved into the metal. He slips it onto my finger, and I smile.

"I'm going to give you yours when we get to New York," I tell him. Speaking of which, we really should pack."

He chuckles. "I suppose we should. Ready to go?" I nod, wrapping my arms around his waist as we make our way back to the car. In just a few short hours, I'll be with the man I love, in the greatest city in the world. I could hardly wait.

Yay! Exciting, right? Well make sure you review so the coming awesomeness will get here sooner!

Love always,

TheSongSmith