Date: December 28, 1999. Characters: Parvati Patil, Michael Corner Location: Michael's house, elsewhere Status: Private Summary: Parvati and Michael celebrate Christmas a bit late. Completion: Incomplete
Michael was upstairs, changing from his work robes when he heard someone at the door. He hurried down the stairs, pulling his jumper over his head as he went.
"Parvati! Happy Christmas!" He barely waited for her to clear the threshold before pulling her into his arms.
"Missed you." He leaned down and kissed her soundly.
Parvati yelped as Michael pulled her into his arms. She was cut off by his lips a moment later, and managed to drop what she had been holding as she threw her arms around his neck, fisting his hair as they kissed. She pulled away a moment later.
"Happy Christmas to you, too. How was your family?" she asked, knowing things had likely been fine but wanting to hear it anyway.
Michael felt a package carom off his trainer but he didn't care. She felt so good in his arms. He was pretty sure she was glad to see him too, judging by the way she was hanging on.
"They were fine. Maggie sends her regards." He leaned back and unclasped her cloak. Michael helped her out of it and hung it on the peg. "We can go out in a minute, I just want to spend some time with you in private first." He pulled her into the living room and onto the couch.
Parvati was fine with removing her cloak. She was in no hurry to rush off to a very public restaurant. "Works for me." Parvati scooted so she could be on Michael's lap and sat sideways with her legs across the sofa.
"It was good. Pretty basic, but that's not a bad thing at all." She smiled.
Michael knew he had to be grinning like an idiot. Merlin, it hadn't been that long since he'd seen her, but it felt like forever. He twirled her hair around his fingers as she settled in.
"Ours was pretty simple too. My grandparents were there so it was good to visit with them, but it's good to be back." It was nice just sitting curled up on the couch together.
"D'you want to go out, or we could get some take-away and stay here? Whichever you prefer."
"Grandparents, huh? That's great you got to see them. I can't imagine your schedule allows for it very often."
Michael seemed just as content as she was to sit and just be together, which made Parvati ridiculously happy. "Take away works. I'm quite comfortable right now." She squirmed a little in his lap and grinned, stroking the side of his cheek with her fingers.
"No, I don't get to see them very often. Mostly at the hols, you know, Easter and Christmas. All the religious ones."
He nuzzled his cheek against her fingers. "Yeah, take away is sounding better all the time." This was nice. "Maybe some curry? Since we got fish and chips last time?"
Michael smiled at Parvati's apparent laziness. Not that he minded her sitting in his lap at all.
"Who did you celebrate with? Anyone besides Padma and your parents?" Michael wondered when he'd get to meet Parvati's parents. She'd survived meeting his, after all.
He turned as Parvati kissed along his jaw. This was better than curry, at least until his stomach started rumbling. "I've got another present for you, too, Sparky."
"New Years?" He nodded at her. "Sounds like a good idea to me." He ducked in for a quick kiss. "And you said the magic word. Food." Melinda Corner had sent him home with half a cold box worth of food. She knew how three bachelors could eat.
Michael took the package from Parvati. "I don't think it's a book, unless you've shrunken it down."
"Perfect. I'll let them know you're in." She grinned. Her parents were excited to meet him. At least, they said they were.
"Nope. There is very little academic about this." She waved her hand. "IF you don't want it, you can sell them or something." Parvati was suddenly feeling a little silly. What if he didn't really care? Was this too impersonal?
Michael wasn't nervous about meeting Parvati's parents. She'd survived dinner with the Corners, so turnabout was fair play.
"Non-academic? Now you've piqued my curiosity." He pulled the wrapping off and was momentarily speechless. "What? You?" Michael pulled her in and kissed her soundly. "Merlin, Parvati, I...". He didn't know what to say. He hoped she wouldn't think her present was stupid, after seeing what she'd bought.
"My dad had access to pre-sale tickets through a patient, so I picked up two for you and Terry. Or whoever you want to take." She smiled and bit her lip. "It's okay? It's not really a big deal, so don't freak out or anything." Parvati really hoped she hadn't gone overboard or anything. She just wanted to find something he would like.
"Don't freak out? If you say so, Sparky." He kissed the tip of her nose. "Thank you. This is a great present." He was almost embarrassed to give her her gift now.
"Your present is from my grandmother, well, sort of anyway." He shifted and pulled a small velvet drawstring pouch from his pocket. "Open it first, then I'll explain." Merlin, he hoped she wouldn't think he was an idiot.
Parvati pulled the pendant out and gasped. It was obviously something very special to his family. Parvati was touched that he would give her something like this, even if she didn't quite understand the meaning just yet.
"Parvati! Happy Christmas!" He barely waited for her to clear the threshold before pulling her into his arms.
"Missed you." He leaned down and kissed her soundly.
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"Happy Christmas to you, too. How was your family?" she asked, knowing things had likely been fine but wanting to hear it anyway.
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"They were fine. Maggie sends her regards." He leaned back and unclasped her cloak. Michael helped her out of it and hung it on the peg. "We can go out in a minute, I just want to spend some time with you in private first." He pulled her into the living room and onto the couch.
"How was Christmas with the Patils?"
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"It was good. Pretty basic, but that's not a bad thing at all." She smiled.
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"Ours was pretty simple too. My grandparents were there so it was good to visit with them, but it's good to be back." It was nice just sitting curled up on the couch together.
"D'you want to go out, or we could get some take-away and stay here? Whichever you prefer."
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Michael seemed just as content as she was to sit and just be together, which made Parvati ridiculously happy. "Take away works. I'm quite comfortable right now." She squirmed a little in his lap and grinned, stroking the side of his cheek with her fingers.
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He nuzzled his cheek against her fingers. "Yeah, take away is sounding better all the time." This was nice. "Maybe some curry? Since we got fish and chips last time?"
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"Of course, eating requires I get up, which isn't on my list of to-dos at the moment." She grinned and kissed his jaw, feeling rather brazen.
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"Who did you celebrate with? Anyone besides Padma and your parents?" Michael wondered when he'd get to meet Parvati's parents. She'd survived meeting his, after all.
He turned as Parvati kissed along his jaw. This was better than curry, at least until his stomach started rumbling. "I've got another present for you, too, Sparky."
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"Oh, me too." She stayed on his lap and reached for the small package with the tickets. "Here."
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Michael took the package from Parvati. "I don't think it's a book, unless you've shrunken it down."
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"Nope. There is very little academic about this." She waved her hand. "IF you don't want it, you can sell them or something." Parvati was suddenly feeling a little silly. What if he didn't really care? Was this too impersonal?
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"Non-academic? Now you've piqued my curiosity." He pulled the wrapping off and was momentarily speechless. "What? You?" Michael pulled her in and kissed her soundly. "Merlin, Parvati, I...". He didn't know what to say. He hoped she wouldn't think her present was stupid, after seeing what she'd bought.
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"Your present is from my grandmother, well, sort of anyway." He shifted and pulled a small velvet drawstring pouch from his pocket. "Open it first, then I'll explain." Merlin, he hoped she wouldn't think he was an idiot.
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"It's lovely, Michael. What does it say?"
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