"I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need make my wish come true all I want for Christmas is you" - Mariah Carey
John watched and held a box full of ornaments as he watched Joss decorate the Christmas tree. The sun had set 30 minutes ago they had spent the entire day decorating her house and baking. Well Joss baked and he ate. The only reason he stopped was because she popped him in the hand with the spoon.
It had been a very long time since he helped decorate for Christmas. Joss had done her shopping earlier and he figured out she was trying to get him something too.
He let out a laugh Joss was many things but being discrete wasn't one of them.
Honestly she didn't need to get him anything he didn't want anything that could be bought in the stores. In fact the only thing he needed was just her. But for some reason whenever it came to him trying to ask her out he got tongue tied.
How was he supposed to ask the woman he was slowly failing in love with, that all he wanted for Christmas was her.
Before he could control his thoughts, images of Joss dressed in a Santa outfit sitting on his bed asking him if he'd been naughty or nice flashed across his mind. His cheeks and ears started to get warm as he felt his blush trying to take over his face.
He was brought out of his thoughts when he heard her ask him if he was alright. He cleared his throat and nodded while he moved the box strategically in front of his suddenly tight pants.
He knew the one thing he needed right now was a cold shower.