Hello :P It is not Wednesday but I am back with a new chapter. I didn't upload yesterday because I spent the day with Nan and figured that was a good enough reason to skip a day! So I'm back now with the last Christmas themed chapter of Pikachu Tales. I'm back to focusing on Justin and I enjoyed this one! More of his character is shown. His relationship with Jazmyn and Jorgie. His slight bossiness too! I hope you enjoy :3

Ages:

Justin: 18

Jazmyn: 18

Jorgie: 1 Month Old

I stopped looking at the deep purple haired male lying sprawled out on the sofa and smiled to myself, my head turning to look out the window instead while I sat on the window sill. I didn't have to peer very far or for very long to see lovely sights. The winter sky above looked crisp. The paling green grass looked iced with a gentle frost. The final leaves on the trees were beginning to fall. I drew in breath and smiled even more to myself.

I so loved that time of year. The end of Autumn. The beginning of Winter. The beginning of craziness. The holiday season was always so hectic in our gang and in our lives but there were moments of peace too. I guess it's the craziness that makes us notice and appreciate the calm. And I guess it's also the calm that makes us acknowledge and enjoy the craziness also!

In that moment, I felt very calm indeed. I felt very happy. I was looking forward to the holiday season in front of me. Spending even more time with everybody I loved. Everybody being that extra bit cheerier. People spoiling their loved ones with simple but heartfelt gifts and gestures.

My senses would start to feel even more alive as well. The scent of the winter air was always a refreshing one. The smell of the burning fires and crackle of them was warming. The love everybody had for one and other would be glowing. Yes, I was very much looking forward to Christmas.

But for some reason, Justin was not. I didn't have to presume. I didn't have to guess. He had expressed that to me after I snuck into the Morgan home while Ash and Misty got fitted for a special festive Pokémon event in the work part of the house. And after I had seated myself on the window sill and he had expressed his feelings to me, he hadn't moved from the sofa. And since lying there, he had taken his fedora off and rested it over his face. He was being quiet but I knew he wasn't being moody. He was okay. And therefore, I was too.

I felt no guilt in focusing on the wonderful winter sights outside the window instead of chatting to him. I knew that if he needed me, he would speak my name. I knew that if he wanted to talk, he knew that I would listen and so he'd be able to open up. But he didn't. He remained quiet. He remained laying there. And I stayed absorbing everything that there was to see outside the window at ease.

That was until, all of a sudden, I sensed that Justin and I weren't going to be alone in the living room for much longer. I frowned to myself. It started off as just a feeling but it was definitely there. It was certainly valid. And then my strong senses began to agree with my stomach. I heard noises. I heard footsteps. They were far off in the house but they were there. And as each second passed, they got louder and they got closer too.

After not much time at all, they were outside the door. I tried to sniff but I couldn't guess who it was. I inhaled and all I could imagine was the cold scent that the window glass was giving off. Whoever it was, or whatever it was - they seemed to not want to make their presence known. They were being successful with the deep purple haired male because of course he hadn't moved from his position. But they were failing on me. I couldn't help but smirk smugly even though I tried my hardest not to. I was still young and fresh. Even with increasingly more young people in our group and joining our group, I believed that I was still as spritely as them.

And it was funny that I thought about a young person because almost as soon as that image crossed my mind, the door instantaneously open and someone of that description bounding in. I caught sight of them right away and smiled to myself, tilting my head too. They had come in the living room loud. But Justin still hadn't reacted or moved from his position.

After flashing the intruder a friendly and joyful smile, I found myself tilting my head even more. I was certain that he hadn't fallen asleep when I was looking out the window but I started to believe that perhaps I was wrong. Perhaps he had dozed off while he was being quiet. He had been rather quiet, even for him!

The deep purple haired female put her bags and cases down outside the door before shutting it behind her. Needless to say, she gave me the same bright smile as a greeting back and gave me a wave also. But after doing that, like I had sensed her inevitably entering, she could feel that I wasn't alone in the room. And therefore, she wasn't alone in the room.

The late teenaged girl wasn't one of the members of our group with special powers so she naturally didn't practice them. But she did have a high intuition. Whether it was women's or because she was so vibrant that she just knew when there was someone else to share happiness with. Or perhaps it was simply because she was a twin. And she knew when her twin was in the room.

She knew Justin was on the sofa before she even approached the back of it and peeked over the cushions. But after she did so, she didn't hesitate to move to the arm of it and peer over there. And almost as soon as she did this, she grinned even more and suddenly lifted his hat off his nose.

"Hey Justin!" Jazmyn greeted her twin brother genuinely but playfully as well. She had always known him more than anyone and she knew (or was hoping) how he'd react. She wasn't disappointed. It was a possibility that he really had fallen asleep with how his eyes sprang open and he jumped so intensely that he fell off the sofa. He almost hit his head but managed to shield himself.

The female of the twins couldn't stop herself from covering her mouth with her hand and bursting into laughter at how much she'd frightened him. And like how it often was, he was the total opposite from her and just furrowed his brow after recovering and running a hand through his long locks. He then folded his arms over his chest. He raised an eyebrow and lightly curled his lip.

"Jeez, you're still annoying." He mumbled to her and shot her a glare but it was a weak one. While her eyes widened innocently and pretended to apologise, he just shook his head and clambered back on his sofa. He left his hat off his head and on the floor too. "What are you doing here? I thought you weren't due back for another week or two?"

At that point, Jazmyn did start to blink and tilt her head somewhat at how mundanely (apart from his scare) her brother had reacted to her return and how casually he'd asked her those questions. But she brushed it off and let it slide when she shrugged to herself and figured that it was probably down to how much she'd scared him. I shook my head fondly to myself and continued watching them while the teenage girl remained standing.

"They were so impressed with me over there that they let me take the final exam early and head on home." She told him with another shrug and a smile but not a boastful one. She played with her hair while she spoke but still didn't sit down. She didn't know if she was welcome to be next to her brother after she had burst in on him. "I'll miss it. But I am glad."

Justin rolled his eyes but like how Jazmyn's words were not boastful, his eye movement was not too serious or bitter. After she narrowed her eyes back at him, he just nodded his head, beginning to play with his hair as well. I nodded my head with them. They were referring to how the deep purple haired female had been on a special stage and theatre course during her gap year and hadn't been at home since September. A lot had happened. A lot had changed since then.

And that made me wonder why Justin hadn't really given his twin sister a warm welcome and I also started to worry that maybe he wasn't okay. But I pushed those thoughts aside. I reminded myself: if he wanted to talk then he would have done. I tried to stop thinking. I went back to listening instead.

The deep purple haired male rolled his eyes for a second time and that one was bitter but in a playful way. His lips stopped forming in a pout since his scare and began to smirk slightly instead. His arms remained folded over his chest but he started to loosen up a bit.

"Oh yes of course you would get to do your exams early like how it happens every time." He uttered to his sibling in a mock sour tone before banging his eyes even heavier that time. But he was still being playful. And Jazmyn knew it too. Because of that and because she also saw her twin brother beginning to loosen up, she stopped hovering over him and slid on the sofa next to him, forcing him to move his legs. She didn't hesitate to bicker with him back.

"I take my exams at normal time actually, Justin; it's just you who always takes them late." She informed him with an eye roll back and after he pretended to look genuinely hurt, she gave him a shove on the shoulder and scooted closer to him. She reassured him that she was only teasing him back with a glance but stayed shrugging too. He shouldn't dish it out if he couldn't handle it! "Aw, don't worry though. I'm sure you'll be done with school soon. And then you can be wild and free."

"Yep and then it'll just be me and my guitar and the open road and no looking back." Justin told Jazmyn with an adamant nod and pretended to stretch out on the sofa again, not caring if his legs squashed her in the process. But even before she'd given him a knowing filled look, he couldn't keep the façade up much longer and found himself grinning to himself. "Sort of."

He didn't correct his words but he knew and Jazmyn knew and I did too. He knew that we all knew. He was a homebody really. He loved being around everyone. And that lead Jazmyn to thinking about everyone too.

"So where's the rest of the clan?" she asked and her fixed her eyes on her brother's face when, after she had wriggled to get comfy and lifted his legs off her lap from crushing her, she glanced around the room. She gave me another smile but soon looked back at Justin. She rested her head against one of the sofa cushions. "I saw Mom and Dad working hard to I guess that's why they're not here. What about Jaxon? Is he-"

"Grounded." Justin didn't hesitate to inform Jazmyn and while she blinked to herself, he didn't bother to suppress his smirks. He looked almost pleased about his words and that amused me. I smirked almost as much as him, although I tried to stop mine. It was comforting to know that even though they were a close family, they got on each other's nerves as well. Justin's next words further proved this. He shrugged airily. "He's in his room although he's probably snuck out the window. I don't know. I haven't bothered to check on him."

The deep purple haired female raised an eyebrow upon hearing this but like she did to his mundane and casual attitude towards her a few minutes prior, she decided to let it go. She began absentmindedly tying her hair into a side plait to get it out of her face. She tried again.

"And Jayden?" she asked her brother, noticing how his fingers began to go to his own hair while her ones worked in creating a neat side style. "Is he-"

"Gone to see Katie while Ash and Misty are here. He thinks he's so slick." Justin told his sister and after he shook his head, he broke out into another slight smirk and continued playing with his hair. I looked over at Jazmyn and he did too. She was blinking at how he was seemingly mocking both of their brothers but like she always did, once again, she let it go. He was always like that. If he could be dry and tease her, then he could definitely tease their other siblings too. But she still gave it another shot.

"What about Jorgie? I didn't see Dad carrying her around in her sling." Jazmyn went back to talking to her twin and she expected yet another joking answer. That was the thing about Justin – you should never assume. Even when you really believed that you were going to be right about him, he always surprised you anyway.

The first surprise was how he didn't reply as quickly as he had the previous times. Jazmyn waited. He had been distracted by a ball of fluff in his hair. After he got it out and left the suspense going long enough. He shrugged and pointed to the corner. Jazzy stood up right away and didn't hesitate to walk on over. "Oh she's on her play mat! How could you leave her there, Justin? She needs cuddles."

Justin rolled his eyes at his sister but not unkindly and he seemed almost glad when she properly went over to Jorgie. He could finally stretch his legs out once again. He gladly sprawled them all over the sofa and rested his arms behind his head while he watched Jazmyn bend down to fetch the little baby. She was certainly a lot more natural with her than he had been when she was first born! She turned her head to somewhat scold her twin.

"How long as she been here? The poor little thing must be so bored!" she exclaimed and reached down to pick up their little half-sister, cradling her body in the crook of her arm and making sure to support her wobbly head. Before she could notice that her eyes were closed and I could debate whether she was asleep or not like I had with Justin, he responded with a shrug.

"She's fine. She's just chilling. She doesn't need to be on me all of the time." He replied to her with another shrug and continued relaxing himself for a few more moments before he leaned off the sofa to finally pick his hat up off the floor. He was about to put it back over his nose and go back to being quiet when Jazmyn came back to sit next to him, still holding Jorgie and still frowning.

"But she probably wants to be." She told him before she could stop herself and when she was met with a slight eyebrow raise from her twin brother; she gave him a look and persisted. She automatically rocked the little baby while her eyes were still closed. She raised her own eyebrow. "I wouldn't understand why. But Lynne messages me all the time how she's taken a shine to you."

Justin just shrugged upon hearing this truthful compliment and while I continued watching the pair, I couldn't help but notice how it wasn't a playfully cocky one. It was a very unanimated one for the hat wearing male. I had since become disinterested in looking out the window because what was happening inside the living was far more intriguing to me. I knew that Justin was being quiet but I assumed it was just down to being reflective. But the more I watched him, the more I felt like he had gone back to some of his moody teenaged ways. I didn't understand that. I didn't understand that at all. But maybe it wasn't to be understood. Maybe it was to be just accepted. And he would explain the reason why in his own time.

Jazmyn was increasingly beginning to notice her brother's attitude as well but like how she often thought it was best to approach it that way until he asked for attention, she ignored it. She focused on looking down at her little half-sister instead. That wasn't hard. She gave the little baby a soft smile as she looked at her and she stroked her cheek too. She tried to encourage her to open her meadow green orbs.

"Come on, Jorgie. It's Jazzy. I'm home." She spoke to her and she continued rocking her while she looked down at her and while Justin just watched unrelatedly mundanely, I found myself biting my lip and sliding on the arm chair instead for a closer look. My heart was warmed far more than when I was looking out the window at the wintery sights.

Ever since Jazmyn was a little girl, she had loved Lynne. She had simply adored her. She looked up to her so much and admired her kind and gentle but strong spirit and wanted to be just like that. All of the children when they were little had nicknamed her "Princess Lynne" but it was Jazzy who had called her it the most. She loved her. And she knew she loved her Dad. So that's why she was delighted when they had announced they were having a baby together. And when little Jorgie was finally there, it was even more sublime.

She loved having a little sister so very much. She'd always just had little brothers. She had Justin as her twin and then she had Jayden followed by Jaxon. She always believed that she was meant to watch over little boys rather than girls. But she never stopped dreaming. She never stopped hoping. She never stopped thinking 'what if?'. Her wish had come true. Her wish had come true when James and Lynne finally got together and it became even truer when Jorgie came along. It was no wonder she looked down at the child like she was the most waited for gift in the world. She was.

"Come on, sweet girl. Come on, Jorgie. Open your eyes and smile for me." She encouraged the orange feather haired baby when she finally began to flutter her eyes open and she continued rocking her even more tenderly. Jazmyn bit her lip. She wasn't going to give up. She wanted a smile in person from her. "Give me a smile back. I'm always going to smile for you!"

I didn't know if it was the smile that Jazmyn was giving Jorgie or the way that she spoke in slightly mothering tones but slowly and slowly, fraction by fraction, the corner of the baby's mouth began to quirk up. She shut her eyes again but she seemed to smirk up at her big half-sister. Needless to say, the deep purple haired female squealed adoringly and didn't hesitate to press a kiss to her forehead. Meanwhile, Justin did something almost like his nephew Eddie and raised an eyebrow and shrugged. He burst his twin sister's bubble and I wasn't sure if it was playfully.

"Oh, that's just coincidence. She's not smiling for you; she barely knows you!" the second half of his words were said more lightly but he could see from the way that Jazmyn's eyes flickered and didn't look at him, the damage had already been done. His own eyes widened a fraction and he tried to make up for it. Even if he was in a moody and bored mood, he never wanted to really upset anyone. "She's never smiled for me and she knows me well."

"Yeah, she probably knows you too well and that's why she doesn't smile for you." Jazmyn retorted and this caused Justin's eyes to widen even further. I looked away and tried not to glance at the teenage girl and share a high five with her. She could certainly hold her own. She had said those words factually and they had done the trick. She had dished it back out to Justin. After he mumbled 'burn' for us all to hear, she went back to doting on Jorgie. "You're such a pretty girl, aren't you? And you have such pretty smiles for me."

I hoped that the orange haired little half-angel girl was going to be me and Jazmyn's side and I was certain that she was. But even though she was on the majorly girls' team, she was still a baby. And after giving Jazzy another smile, that suddenly changed to her face creasing up and wailing. Her nose crinkled. She was unhappy. Of course Justin was there to say more words. He was being truthful but they were easily seen as condescending after his last ones.

"She doesn't like being held like that, Jaz." He informed her as he remained slouching on the sofa, his fedora resting on his chest. His fingers were no longer in his hair. They were playing with a hem on his skinny jeans. He watched his two sisters. "She likes being held upwards and in front of your face."

"Oh, well you be in charge of her then!" Jazmyn finally snapped at her brother but it wasn't in a loud way. It was certainly frustrated and irritated but she kept it at a reasonable noise level for the sake of their baby half-sister. She rolled her eyes, continuing to talk while she encouraged Justin to sit up and take Jorgie. "Let's see you do such a great job to make up for the fact you left her bored on the floor."

Initially I swallowed at things starting to get a little uneasy between the Morgan twins but after a while, I found myself being amused by it. I was used to it, after all. I lived in a household with the Ketchum twins and like their parents, they bickered like no end. I had never really seen it between the Morgan ones. Of course I had on a few occasions but it was really the other boys I'd seen Justin get bossy and impatient with.

I found it interesting how Jazmyn and Justin were carbon copies of their parents but there were definitely traits of the other parent in there too. Jessie's bossiness had made its way into Justin and Jazmyn had the same thing with James' sensitivity. Jazzy was more likely to lose her temper than Justin but if Justin did then you knew you had done something bad. They were a perfect mix of their mother and father and themselves as well. I enjoyed watching them very much. I was still taking glances outside of the window, however. My curiosity for nature was still not gone!

Justin didn't say anything in response to his sister but after shaking his head, he finally caved and stopped slouching on the sofa and sat up properly. He put his hat back down on the floor. He accepted Jorgie from Jazmyn and held the little baby in front of his face like how he had described. He kept her head nicely supported and her close to him.

Like he was certain that she would, she stopped fussing when he held her. He knew that would happen. I thought I knew that he was going to turn to look at his sister with a cocky glance but I was stood corrected. That didn't happen. Maybe he'd spoken enough to get his attitude out of him. Or maybe his little sister had a soothing effect on him.

Either way, after bouncing her gently, he then handed her back to Jazmyn and returned sprawling on the sofa. And after seeing all of that, she decided that she'd finally had enough. She was going to get answers out of him. But at first, she wasn't entirely sure how she was going to do it.

After bouncing their little half-sister briefly, Justin swung his legs to rest on the back of the sofa and he shut his eyes all over again. Jazmyn continued bouncing Jorgie also but her main focus was on her twin sister. She stopped beaming like she had been doing when she first entered the room. She furrowed her brow thoughtfully instead.

She couldn't quite tell if Justin was being himself or not. She couldn't quite tell if he was okay or not. I understood how she felt. She always found her close brother a bit of a mystery. He was such a kind and creative young man and driven too. But he also could be bossy and moody and uncooperative. She loved him dearly. Of course she loved him dearly. And she had known for a very long time that he had always been hiding something. She wished he hadn't had to go through it alone but she was so proud of him when he finally told her the truth.

Jazmyn thought to herself. Sometimes she didn't really feel like her and Justin were twins and she knew Justin felt the same way. They had a lot of similar traits but generally, they were the polar opposite of each other. But despite this, they were so close. Despite this, they were each other's other person. They were always each other's other person who they went to first and told everything to. So that's how she was sure that she could just come out and say it. In fact, that's how she knew that that was probably the best way.

She looked at her brother with his eyelids shut one more time and nudged closer on the sofa to him, still holding Jorgie. She didn't nudge him. She just looked at him. She opened her mouth. She spoke.

"So are you going to tell me what is up with you now you've teased me no end and lectured me how to be a big sister?" she began airily but in a level voice and her words caused Justin to open one eye before it creaked shut once again. He was still stubbornly not speaking. He still needed more encouragement. And Jazmyn was there for that. "Oh, come on, Justin. It's the middle of the day and you're still in your pyjamas. You're not playing guitar. You're not humming. You left Jorgie all by yourself. Spill."

We could both see that Justin's eyelids were twitching while they determinedly remained shut and it was obvious that he was having another internal battle. One that was whether to speak to his sister or not, I hoped. But I couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry. Jazmyn felt the same way. She didn't want things to go back to how they were. She didn't want her brother to go back to feeling how he did. She began to feel a bit more emotional and that caused her to lean even closer to him. She didn't touch him but her concerned eyes reached out to him. She asked him one more time.

"I thought that all this was over. I thought you felt better now everything is properly out in the open. Please, Justin. I just want you to be happy."

The deep purple haired male could hear the sincerity in his sister's voice and this caused him to be unable to keep his eyes shut any longer. I half expected his orbs to be filled with tears when they finally opened but I was proved wrong once again. That was okay. As long as Justin was okay.

He let out a sigh and he didn't look at his sister for a few seconds but he did start to sit back up on the sofa. And he reached for his hat too and placed it on the top of his head. Just that simple gesture made Jazmyn and I feel like we were getting somewhere. We hoped. We hoped very much.

Justin still stayed quiet for a good few moments more but Jazzy was many many things and one of the traits that she possessed was patience. She was patient. And she was very patient with him. She listened out. She waited. I knew that Jorgie did too. She had her eyes closed but she was listening. And I believed that was why the deep purple haired male focused on her instead when he finally opened his mouth.

"I… I don't know, Jaz, I'm sorry." He told her and right there and then, a bit more of the Justin that we always knew was in there past the guardedness and attitude was visible once again. He shrugged his shoulders and he tried to look at her but he couldn't. Not yet. He shrugged and looked at Jorgie instead. He played with part of his hair that was hanging out his hat. "I just don't know what I'm doing. Really, I don't. I did what I did and I said what I said but… Now what? Now what, Jazmyn? I don't know what I'm doing next."

Upon hearing her brother at least opening up to her, Jazmyn let out a few laughs but they certainly weren't unkind ones. Justin knew this even though he frowned and finally looked at her. The truth was, Jazmyn understood. And I did too. I found it sweet. We both found it sweet. And almost comforting.

Such a potentially small feeling of uncertainty had engulfed Justin all over again. It was always the tiniest emotions that seemed to capture us the most. And it had with the teenaged boy. But it was fine. It was understandable. He had been very brave. A good few years of his life had been preparing for that moment and it was no wonder he was feeling almost anticlimactic with how well his family had naturally taken the news. No wonder he was feeling unsure again. No wonder he was feeling lost. It was understandable. He had been on a long journey. And it was just the beginning.

Jazmyn could sense that for once her brother wasn't able to read while she was chuckling quietly so she made sure to stop and look at him fondly instead. But she didn't look at him pityingly either. She looked at him genuinely. And she reached out to almost motherly touch his cheek.

"There is nothing to do next, Justin, other than just live. Just live each day as yourself. Sing like always. Strum like always. Just be you. Each and every day. There is no pressure. There is no need to conform. All you need to do is live. And be glad that you're out there."

I found myself smiling at Jazzy's words. It was such a peculiar thing to watch a child grow from the age of a toddler and then see them as a young adult and saying wise words. But it was a beautiful thing. And it was one of the things that kept me young. I wanted to be around for moments like that for always.

Her words could be applied to anybody or any situation, not just Justin and his circumstance. That's why I kept them in my brain for a later date. And I hoped the deep purple haired male did too. I knew he did. Even though he blinked and remained looking uncertain, he swallowed and I knew he was grateful for his sister's support.

"But… But…" he began and at first, he didn't know how to word what he wanted to say. That was unusual for him. That's how you knew he was trying. That's how you knew he was trying so hard. But he didn't even need to try. He just needed to tell the truth. And eventually, he did. All over again. "I don't know where to begin. I don't know where to start."

That time, it was Justin's turn to chuckle and he did so in such an uncertain and shy manner that I knew it made Jazmyn feel closer to him all over again. It was almost lucky that they weren't as close personality wise as some other twins were. When Jazmyn was quiet and thoughtful, Justin seemed to be loud and unthinking. So in that moment when Justin was shy and sheepish, of course Jazmyn was bold and adamant. She had advice for her brother. Even more of it.

She gave him a brief hug while still holding Jorgie and held him since they hadn't done that when she first walked in the door. They would make up for that in the future.

"Just start at the beginning, Justin!" Jazmyn told him in such a Lynne way and pulled away from the hug. She got up off the sofa with Jorgie and looked down at him. She had such encouragement for him. She always would have. "Start right now. I need to take these headshots of Leo over to where Mom and Dad are but you can do it for me. So get your ass off the sofa and go!"

I already jumped down and got ready to accompany the deep purple haired male on his journey but I knew that he'd need a few more seconds before he was convinced. And finally, I was right! He stayed sitting on the sofa and looking up at Jazmyn, his eyebrow still slightly raised. But she wasn't going to give up. She never gave up. On anything. Especially not her family.

"I said go!" she exclaimed with a laugh and gestured her yanking him off the family sofa herself while still holding Jorgie and finally, that was enough to get him moving. He stood up but he still didn't leave. But he was almost there. "Go on! I'll even let you look at the photos if you like. He looks handsome!"

And that was finally enough to get him moving but for the opposite way than the deep purple haired female intended. Justin snatched the photos off her while pulling a face and shook his head. He pretended to sigh and didn't bother to put on any shoes and he left with me barefoot. He remained shaking his head while walking down – while Jazmyn just laughed to herself.

In his head he was thinking, he might have been honest at last but he hadn't lost his mind! He still had respect for his siblings and there were still boundaries. That would never change. But he couldn't stop himself from smiling slightly.

He had been almost bored with how mundanely his family had reacted to his news but it was in that moment that just meant he was very lucky. He had so much support from them that they just carried on with their everyday lives. But that didn't stop them thinking of him of course. They would always think about him. He would always be on their minds. That's how it is when you really love someone.

Earlier in the day, I had been delighted with looking out the window and I had been satisfied with watching the two Morgan twins together. I didn't think that my day would get any better but I was wrong. I followed Justin out of the family mansion and began trotting with them down the drive. He was still bare foot and almost as soon as his foot touched the bricks of the outside, the snow started to fall every so lightly on the both of us. It was barely any. And it was barely noticeable. But it was there. It was winter. It was Christmas. And I didn't know if Justin still wasn't looking forward to it. I just knew that I was!

I continued trotting on one foot to the other in the cold while Justin leaned against his family garage door before intending to make his way across diagonally to where his parents were. I looked up at him. I was about to open my mouth. I was about to talk to him. I was about to finally ask. I was going to question whether he was looking forward to the holiday season or not. It wasn't that I didn't even have time – it was that I didn't even bother. As soon as I looked at him, I knew that something had got his attention way more than even the snow falling on his purple locks.

While he hovered by the family garage before heading over to his parents in the separate annexe, he spotted someone letting themselves in the gates - most likely for an appointment seeing as he had been let through. It was a tall and slim figure and it wasn't recognisable at first. But Justin watched. And it came closer to him. And after the person saw him standing there also, they spoke to him and had a smile for him too.

"Am I going in the right direction to deliver my headshots?" the man with even longer hair than Justin asked him with a continuing smile and after the deep purple haired male paused slightly before just pointing in the right direction, he picked up his guitar case off the floor that he had previously put down. He nodded his head and began walking towards the separate building. But he turned over his shoulder at the eldest Morgan son, giving him only a half teasing grin. "Hey, thanks. Nice pyjamas by the way."

And with that, the exotic looking male laughed to himself and continued on his way, throwing his guitar case over his shoulder. And that left me looking up at Justin. It left him looking back down at me but only briefly. He ran a hand through his hair to get the snow out of his long locks before he opened his mouth to call after the other male.

"Thanks! I like your boots." He told him with a similar but shy grin and right away, the older looking male turned back over his opposite shoulder and smiled even more. And needless to say, Justin smiled back. He didn't look at me but I looked up at him. I was urging him. I was urging him with my eyes. And I knew he felt it. Without even looking at me.

And before the deep purple haired male called after the other male that he was going in that direction too and would join him, in his stomach, he felt everything beginning to change. Justin felt a weight lifting off his shoulders. For the second time since announcing who he was, he really felt himself. And it felt good. And for the first time in a very long time, he felt like everything was going to work out. And that was before he had even learnt his future boyfriend's name.

At that point, I knew I didn't even need to ask. He was most definitely looking forward to Christmas.

The End.

There you go! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed :3 So that's a little bit of Justin's happy ending. After struggling with who he is with quite a long time and feeling lots of emotions during and after too, he finally gets it all together. And he gets a bit of a Christmas miracle! I'm hoping to go more into Justin and his boyfriend in the New Year because it's something that's pretty strong in my mind. Justin in general is a character that is very clear and dear to me! Thanks again for reading and I hope you all had a great Christmas if you were celebrating that. I was and always am a little bit like Justin in this chapter - I can be a little bit of a Scrooge! I had nice time with family but I'm glad that I will be going back to my normal routine of thinking and creating! I will be back tomorrow with a chapter of Dear Daddy so see you then!

AmyBieberKetchum signing out :P