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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 5:42 pm
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Our First Christmas
"I never thought about that," Jamie admitted. "It would feel kinda weird running around shouting 'Delacroix,' though, or 'Beaumont' knowing it was my name, too." He shook his head, good humor in his voice and a faint, pleased blush on his cheeks at the thought of sharing a surname with Shiloh. Not that they were getting officially married tomorrow or the next day or ever, but it was a nice thought.
"Well, I guess we can break tradition just this once, but only because Ollie said it was okay." As he moved over to Shiloh, leaving his tea on the table, he gave his boyfriend a nudge not unlike the one Ollie had given him earlier.
"I'm excited to see." And he was, legitimately. "You can go first, though, Shiloh."
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 6:07 pm
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Our First Christmas
"Number one turt..." Jamie whispered, almost inaudible over the admittedly soft screaming. "A turtle cozy. I think he likes it," which was stating the obvious, "A lot. Okay, okay, though, my turn." It didn't matter to Jamie that his bag would prove just as comically oversized—Oliver had already warned them about it, anyway—he dug right in and fished around until he found his own gift. From the feel of it, it would be homemade, just like Shiloh's.
"Oh my gosh, Ollie," he said as he pulled his present from the bag. "I can't believe you went though all this trouble," which was code for: this is so cool. As the long, hand-crafted somethings unrolled in his hands, Jamie made the best, silliest surprised face.
A short pause and then, "Leg warmers??" His face lit up, his eyes lit up, it looked like he was already a little misty. "These are so cute and I... Oh my gosh, thank you, Ollie." As if Jamie's reaction wasn't enough, Shiloh was still softly screaming in the background.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 6:26 pm
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Our First Christmas
There he went, off like a shot, and Jamie wasn't even slightly surprised. Presumably, either was Oliver. "I think Junior is gonna be pretty cute," he said, eyes finally sliding away from the stairs, fingers still gripping his brand new leg warmers.
"I never would've expected this, honestly," he said jovially. "I mean, I would've loved a scarf or a hat, too, but these are really great." What exactly he could match them with would be a closet adventure for another day, but there had to be something. If not, he was pretty sure he could convince Shiloh to go shopping for a new outfit with him. "I'm gonna find something. I really wanna wear them."
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 4:36 pm
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Our First Christmas
"Oh, good," Jamie bubbled, looking pleased as his picked up his own cup. It was warm and soothing and just right, same as it always was. "I'm glad you like it. The party, too," if a small get together of three could really be called a party, "I'm so glad you came. Whenever Shiloh comes back down—who knows when that's gonna be, though—you can finally open your presents."
With a small smile, he took another sip. He didn't mind waiting as long as Shiloh was having fun upstairs with Junior. Besides, he enjoyed spending time with Oliver like this.
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