I sit curled up in a cocoon made by my blanket on the living room floor in front of the Christmas tree. Dad is in his Christmas pajamas sitting in his recliner, Victoria is sitting on the couch closest to him. I stare at the presents under the tree.
This is the first year without mom here… my throat tightens.
"I didn't think you would get any presents this year…" I mumble.
"Why wouldn't I Trinity? Christmas is a special holiday in this home, you know that," My father replies.
I look over to him. He's holding Victoria's hand as he smiles to me.
"I didn't get you anything though…" I pout.
"I'm a grown man, I don't need gifts. Having you and Victoria here is plenty enough for me." He smiles.
My stomach slightly twists. I know Victoria isn't replacing mom… I just can't help but feel like that's what she is doing though.
"Go ahead, start opening gifts!" Victoria chimes in.
"She helped me pick out most of them," my father adds with a laugh.
Most of my gifts ended up being clothes. Which Victoria surprisingly did a fantastic job picking out. I decided to wear one of the dresses she got me for tonight. It's a black skater dress with a heart shape cut out on the back. I pull on sheer black tights and slip my feet into black flats. I put on some red lipstick and winged eyeliner. My mother's necklace doesn't really work well with this outfit, but the bracelet Jean had given me sits comfortably around my wrist. I smile as I play with the snowflake charm. I take one last look in the mirror. I'm glad Victoria decided to have this be a fancy dinner. She's cooking all of the food, and I'm excited to try her cooking out.
Just as I'm finished getting ready I hear the doorbell ring. I quickly make my way down the hall and down the stairs.
"I've got it!" I call out as I reach the door.
"Well, don't you look ravishing," Jean says in a funny accent smirking down at me.
I can't help but laugh as I lean up on my toes to kiss him, "Thank you."
I bring my hand up to his cheek wiping my lipstick from his lips with my thumb.
"You look pretty handsome, if I do say so myself," I smirk up at him, with my arms around his waist, "Sorry you couldn't bum around today. Thank you for dressing up again."
"Anything for my baby girl," he leans down kissing my forehead.
"Alright you two, come on, dinner is almost ready," my dad says from down the hall.
Jean's cheeks tint pink and I laugh as I grab his hand guiding him to the kitchen.
"My mom wanted me to give this to you," Jean says as he hands my dad a bottle of wine.
"Oh," my father says as he reads the label, "Thank her for me, this will go perfect with dinner tonight. Would you two like a glass?"
"Dad!?" I say surprised.
"What?" he laughs, "It's the holidays, a glass won't hurt you, Jean can stay in the guest room tonight, if that's what you're worried about."
I look over to Jean and he is smirking.
"Sure, Mr. Clark, just let me call my mom and let her know," Jean walks into the other room as he is pulling out his phone.
"Oh my gosh dad… you're going to corrupt him," I put my face in my hands.
My father laughs as he pats me on the back, "Aw come on Trin, lighten up."
"It's a go!" Jean comes back in smiling.
"That's my boy!" my dad high fives him.
"Oh my gosh…" I cover my face again as I hear the two laughing. I never thought my dad and Jean would get along so well, but over the course of us dating, they've proven me wrong.
"Did I ever tell you how much I love this kid? You picked a winner Trin," my father says as he puts an arm around Jean's shoulder. He's on his fourth glass of wine… I look to Victoria, she shrugs her shoulders and laughs a bit behind her hand.
"Oh, Tim, you don't have to be so nice!" Jean says with a laugh. Jean is two and a half glasses in. I'm starting to think I need to get on their level.
"You guys are embarrassing…" I huff out as I down the rest of my glass.
"You should be happy your old man and your boyfriend get along so well!" my dad says accusingly.
"Yeah Trinity!" Jean just nods his head as he takes another swig of wine.
I shake my head as I stand up, "I think I'm going to put Jean to bed," I walk over to Jean putting my arm underneath his, lifting him up.
"Party pooper," Jean grumbles into my ear.
"Well, goodnight then Jean! Maybe Victoria will make us breakfast in the morning!" my dad says excitedly, almost childlike. Victoria rolls her eyes before laughing.
"I guess it's time to put Tim to bed too," she says as she walks over to him.
I close the door to the guest bedroom and walk straight across the hall to my own room. I close the door behind me and quickly make way of stripping from my clothes. I pull a comfy t-shirt from my dresser and pull it on before falling onto my bed and pulling the covers up over me.
I smile to myself as I think of how well Jean and my dad get along. They were cracking jokes back and forth all night. I'm happy my dad approves of him. I hear my door open and I turn to try and see who it is while the light from the hallway is still shining through the door, but the door is shut before I can tell. The person walks, more like stumbles, across my room to my bed. I turn over onto my side, facing him.
"Jean…" I say, "Why are you in here?"
He pulls the covers up and slides in next to me, pulling my body close by my waist.
"I can't sleep in there knowing you're a room away," he cuddles up next to me.
"My dad will kill you if he finds you in here," I try to reason with him.
"Mmph," he grumbles as he moves his hand from my waist to my hip. He grins.
"Why are you smiling like that?" I ask as I start to feel the butterflies flutter in my stomach.
"You're not wearing any pants," he says. I take notice to his voice dropping a few octaves.
"Oooookayy," I say as I try to push him away, "This is why you have to sleep in the guest bedroom."
He moves his hand down to my butt, "Don't make me leave," he whispers.
"Jean!" I scold him, "You agreed to sleep in the guest bedroom!" I grab his hand that is on my butt, pulling it away.
He groans as he grabs my wrist, pushing me onto my back, he quickly straddles my hips. He leans down placing kisses against my neck.
"Jean…" I say a little too breathlessly.
"Hmm?" he hums against my neck.
"You're drunk, stop it," I can't help the light moan that escapes my lips, "What if we get caught?"
He runs a hand up and down my right thigh, the other bracing himself next to my head.
"You'll just have to be quiet, won't you?" he whispers into my ear.
Heat pulls down below, and I bite my lip. Of all times, he has to do this now?
"Jean…" I push against his chest, he reluctantly sits up. I stare up into his lust filled eyes. His hair is slightly messy, the shirt my dad borrowed him is much too big for his body. I bring a hand up to his face, "Not tonight, okay?" I gulp as I begin to feel guilty.
He lays down next to me then, he kisses my cheek, "Let me cuddle with you for a little while then, okay?" he wraps his arm around me pulling my back to his chest.
"Okay," I agree as I snuggle back against him.
After a few minutes, I can tell he's fallen asleep by the sound of his breathing. My eyelids are starting to become heavy. I turn around in his arms so that I can face him. I place a small kiss against his lips before tucking my head into the crook of his neck. His arms tighten around me. I smile before letting sleep take over.
"Mmm… bacon," I mumble as the scent fills my nose, waking me from a deep sleep. I instantly bolt upright as I turn to look at my bed.
Empty.
The last thing I remember was falling asleep in Jean's arms… did he leave already? I quickly find a pair of pajama shorts and pull them on. I throw my messy hair up in a bun before making my way out of my room. I hear the toilet flush while walking towards the bathroom. I do the "potty" dance as I wait for whomever is in there, to exit.
The door opens and my face is met with a chest.
"Oof," I huff out as I try to catch my balance.
"Sorry!" I hear Jean's groggy voice before looking up. My lips slowly curl up into a smile.
"Morning," I say to him as I walk past him into the bathroom. He turns around in the doorway, leaning against the frame.
"Morning beautiful," he crosses his arms smiling. I look over to him with an eyebrow raised.
"Are you going to watch me pee… or?" I ask him teasingly.
His cheeks instantly turn pink, "Oh! No! Sorry! I'll be downstairs!" he says quickly turning away.
I laugh as the door closes.
"Thank you for having me over, and letting me stay the night, and thank you Victoria for cooking dinner and breakfast," Jean says as he prepares to leave.
"It's always a pleasure Jean," my dad shakes his hand, "Just remind me not to drink so much wine next time," he laughs before rubbing his temples.
"I'm glad you enjoyed the food," Victoria smiles before hugging him.
"I'll see you soon I'm sure," he smiles before letting me walk him to the door.
"So, how did you get out of my room this morning?" I ask him once we are out of ear shot of my dad.
"I woke up at like four, and you were dead asleep, it was easy," he smirks.
I elbow him lightly, "Well, thanks for coming over," I smile up to him.
"Thanks for having me," he smiles as he leans down cupping my cheek. He slowly kisses me. His free hand finds my waist and pulls me closer to his own body as he deepens the kiss.
Once we break free for air I look at him, "Okay Romeo, time for you to go."
He groans before kissing me again, "Bye baby."
I can't help but sigh as I watch him leave. How did I get so lucky?
AUTHORS NOTE:
I know I am a day late, sorry! D:
I hope you guys enjoyed these holiday chapters, next chapter will probably be back to school setting. We'll probably get some Eren and Trinity action. Maybe some Jean and Eren? Like some protective boyfriend stuff. Hmm.. we will see!
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