[Original: Drabble] "Merry Christmas, Darling" [G]
Title: Merry Christmas, Darling
Author: Ami Ven
Prompt: Christmas present for alien_writings
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Fandom: original, sequel to Bonded Elements
Pairing(s): Dylan/Jerome
Summary: The new soul-mates plan to spend Christmas together, just the two of them, this year.
Merry Christmas, Darling
Dylan shifted his feet, trying to focus on holding his wand steady and the spell that would sync the twinkling of the glow-orbs with the music Jerome had programmed to play through the ornament-shaped speaker and not on listening to the one-sided conversation he could hear from the kitchen.
This wasn’t their first Christmas together, but it was their first Christmas together, and they were planning to stay at their apartment for the holiday, just the two of them. It was pretty traditional for new soul-mates to spend more time alone, the first year after they’d bonded, and he and Jerome would mark seven months, the middle of this December.
But that apparently didn’t make it any easier to explain to Jerome’s mom.
He came back into the living room, tossing his cell phone on the coffee table before flopping, face-down, onto the couch.
“Your mom okay?” Dylan asked.
“Yeah,” said Jerome. “She just… I mean, she’s thrilled that we bonded- I think she’s always liked you better than she likes me- and she probably does really understand that this is our first year together together, but she’s still gonna miss us for Christmas.”
Dylan chuckled and sat beside him, running a soothing hand through his boyfriend’s hair. “She doesn’t like me better.”
“She does too,” Jerome argued, then lifted his head. “Hey, you get the lights working?”
“Almost,” said Dylan.
His wand was still in his hand, and Jerome reached out to wrap his own fingers around it, too, lifting it up to point at the tree. A new song started through the speaker, and the lights blinked slowly, in perfect time.
“I thought you said you weren’t magic,” Dylan teased.
Jerome grinned, and tugged him in for a kiss. “Merry Christmas, Dyl.”
His soul-mate grinned back. “Merry Christmas.”
THE END
Current Mood:
cold
Author: Ami Ven
Prompt: Christmas present for alien_writings
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Fandom: original, sequel to Bonded Elements
Pairing(s): Dylan/Jerome
Summary: The new soul-mates plan to spend Christmas together, just the two of them, this year.
Merry Christmas, Darling
Dylan shifted his feet, trying to focus on holding his wand steady and the spell that would sync the twinkling of the glow-orbs with the music Jerome had programmed to play through the ornament-shaped speaker and not on listening to the one-sided conversation he could hear from the kitchen.
This wasn’t their first Christmas together, but it was their first Christmas together, and they were planning to stay at their apartment for the holiday, just the two of them. It was pretty traditional for new soul-mates to spend more time alone, the first year after they’d bonded, and he and Jerome would mark seven months, the middle of this December.
But that apparently didn’t make it any easier to explain to Jerome’s mom.
He came back into the living room, tossing his cell phone on the coffee table before flopping, face-down, onto the couch.
“Your mom okay?” Dylan asked.
“Yeah,” said Jerome. “She just… I mean, she’s thrilled that we bonded- I think she’s always liked you better than she likes me- and she probably does really understand that this is our first year together together, but she’s still gonna miss us for Christmas.”
Dylan chuckled and sat beside him, running a soothing hand through his boyfriend’s hair. “She doesn’t like me better.”
“She does too,” Jerome argued, then lifted his head. “Hey, you get the lights working?”
“Almost,” said Dylan.
His wand was still in his hand, and Jerome reached out to wrap his own fingers around it, too, lifting it up to point at the tree. A new song started through the speaker, and the lights blinked slowly, in perfect time.
“I thought you said you weren’t magic,” Dylan teased.
Jerome grinned, and tugged him in for a kiss. “Merry Christmas, Dyl.”
His soul-mate grinned back. “Merry Christmas.”
THE END
Current Mood:
cold