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Merry F*cking Christmas	By : KarinVAM Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1510 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Merry F*cking Vhristmas
- 1
To my best friend Punksbitxh for being there for me, always!
Merry Christmas!

“Merry fucking Christmas Willa Walo.”

A smile crossed Ville’s features, and he caught sight of Bam standing behind him in the mirror.

“Bammie, it is still one day before Christmas. Saying it to me every day won’t make it Christmas any sooner.”

His laughter made Bam’s fake pout disappear, and he retuned to what he was doing; Applying his make up for that day.

He really didn’t care people thought he was weird for wearing it, because his make up had become such a big deal for him over the years. It was just a moment he had for himself in the morning, applying it and feeling good about himself after he did. Confident. It was worth it.

“I know. I’m just so excited. I mean this Christmas is going to rock so hard.” Bam explained, bouncing on his feet with a huge smile on his face. When it came to Christmas, he couldn’t help turning even more into a little kid. It was just so much fun with the presents and the dinner and the tree.

Yeah when Christmas came, Bam…was like a kid on Christmas morning!

“Why’s that Bam Bam?” Ville asked a little distracted, trying to apply his eyeliner just right. His dark grey eye shadow, together with the mascara and eyeliner brought out his outstanding green eyes so well. His skin didn’t need anything since it was already flawlessly white, but his lips were not finished without the little touch of pink gloss to make them look appealing.

Appealing for some one to kiss, or so he hoped.

Yes he hoped,…he hoped he would today. Like every other. That Bam would notice him as anything other then a friend and the singer of his favorite band.

“Because you are here.”

Oh Bammie.

It were moments like these, when Bam’s voice became small and the sweetest things came out of his mouth, that gave Ville hope that Bam did feel the same way. That he had invited Ville not just because he felt sorry for him that his relationship with Jonna had recently come to an end….again. Or because his with Missy had too, and he felt lonely. Or just because he was the only person that could drink him under the table.

Ok yes, it was true. You figured it out by now. He was in love. In love with his best friend. On this beautiful day before Christmas day. He was in love.

He had been years ago he had noticed something had been different. He hadn’t been able to divine it but….it had been something. But now he knew. Days before this one, he had stood in the hall of the airport where Bam had picked him up. He had seen him coming up to him with that wide grin that showed how happy he was to see him. The sweet little, almost shy wave to let him know he was there. That warm tight hug that had made him feel so wanted there, and his smell that always surrounded Bam, that was so pure as it filled his nose. It was home.

It was love. He finally knew.

And this Christmas….yeah this Christmas…Bam was going to be his.

Merry fucking Christmas indeed.

**

Bam tried to repress the shivers that were going trough his body as he stood behind Ville as he was putting on his make-up. He always told himself he was only attracted to him because he looked so feminine, but he knew he would be attracted to Ville rolled in old newspapers. He wouldn’t admit it, he was too ashamed, but the reason he had ran to the store when he had read the first article about HIM on that airplane, was only because of the picture of Ville standing next to it. Piercing green eyes, raven hair and pure white skin. He stirred something inside of him, and after he had heard his voice……oh man.

Ville would simply laugh at him if he knew that. He was sure.

Ville still slightly bend over the closet in front of the mirror in his tight jeans, putting on his make up and making himself look even more dangerously attractive, made him grow so very hard in his pants.

It always did. Just like everything else Ville did to tease him without his knowledge.

Or maybe he did know. Bam was sure Ville had noticed the huge amount of pictures of him on his walls, and the heartagrams that covered almost every single object here. The same ink on his body as on Ville’s.

The way he had invited him over as soon as he heard about Ville’s break up. His own break up with Missy shortly afterwards.

It were all next steps but…he didn’t know what to do next. How to make Ville notice him in a different way. No matter how many times he thought about it.

Oh god how he wanted him. How he loved him.

Ville looked at him and gave him a teasing smile in the mirror, applying the gloss to his lips as he did and making Bam fight for control not to grab him and shove him against the wall, ravishing those lips and kissing all the pink off. Clenching his fists and chewing on the inside of his cheek as Ville bent just a little more, parting his lips and watching his reflection with heavy eyelids as he gently stroked his bottom lips with the tiny brush that was meant to apply the gloss.

“Are you alright Bammie? You look all flushed?” Ville suddenly asked with a sweet frown on his face. Finally putting away his make-up and with a few dark strands of his wavy hair falling into his dark eyes.

That damn nickname got to him every time, damn it.

“I-I-I’m fine. I just need to come…GO, I just need to go.” Bam practically shouted, furiously blushing by his interesting choice of words. Ville just smiled, biting his lower lip and glancing at him over his slender shoulder, covered by the black and soft fabric of his t-shirt.

“Were are you going then?” He asked, turning back his head and reaching out for his make up to put it in the black bag he kept it in. Twisting tops back on and shutting his cases with eyes shadow. Cleaning up his stuff and not noticing Bam stepping a little closer behind him.

Ville was looking down, making the waterfall of shining black curls fall in front of his face. Bam had not been able to resist, now Ville was not looking at him, to step just a little closer.
To feel his body heat and smell his smell just a little better.

That was until Ville zipped up his bag and turned around, coming face to face with Bam only inches away from his and making both men gasp in surprise.

“Oh I’m….” But Ville couldn’t finish his sentence as he felt something hard against his upper leg. He felt his mouth drop a little when he realized what it was. Bam was….oh dear god…Bam was having a hard on.

He didn’t know why, but it was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced. And that meant a lot. Just standing here with Bam’s body flushed against his, feeling his need, was driving him wild. He felt himself growing hard as well within seconds.

So did Bam.

They stared at each other in silence for a minute. Bam was slightly shaking as he felt Ville breath in his face, and his heat combining with his own. Making him tingle all over and his heart beat wildly into his chest. His lips were so close to his, and their noses were slightly touching. A little closer, and those long lashed would touch his brow. Then those pink lips would touch his own.

All that happened, right before Bam finally seemed to snap back into reality. Turning crimson red before stepping back. Seeing Ville standing there with wide eyes and an O shaped mouth, breathing heavily.

Oh God, Ville had felt him having a hard on. More confusingly, Ville had had one too. Or had he felt it wrong? This could destroy their friendship, and nothing seemed more terrifying to Bam. Ville was his world.

“I-I-I-I’m going to buy some more Christmas lights for the house.”

And before Ville could say anything, Bam was gone. Leaving Ville standing in front of the mirror with perfect make-up and a boner. And a smile that slowly crept up his flushed face.

‘Bammie, oh Bammie. Maybe you have invited me for something else after all. This might get easier then I expected.’

**

Today was the day. Finally, this evening would be Christmas eve. Bam had been perfecting the decorating all day long while April was stressing over next day’s dinner. Phil was as usual in his office all day long finishing some important work, Dunn and his other friends were laying, running and flying anywhere and everywhere as usual. And Ville…..Well Bam had been so busy all day he hadn’t been able to see him just yet.

It wasn’t like he was too embarrassed and avoiding him or anything….really, that wasn’t it. Busy, he was just busy.

The house looked absolutely stunning. Light were everywhere and they had the most amazing tree. It was huge, decorated with purple an silver glitters, and lights were everywhere. The balls were all custom made, and all had little heartagrams on them. Basically, glitters, stars and lights wherever you may looked.

Ape was already baking all kinds of cakes and cookies in preparation, making the whole castle smell sweet and delicious. And there was a huge pile of gifts waiting to be unwrapped under the magnificent tree.

Everything was perfect. If only Bam had been able to enjoy it.

All he could think of was Ville, and how he had embarrassed himself in front of him. It made him feel itchy in the pit of his stomach, in lack of a better description. So he took everything he could get for a little distraction.

That was why he was now on a ladder, standing in front of the huge window in front of the castle to spray some fake snow on the side and make it look even more Christmas-y. Even though it was a little late for that, it was just what he needed to take his mind off Ville for just a moment.

Or maybe not.

“Heey Bam-Bam, whatcha doing up there?”

Ville had walked out the unicorn door, wearing a black coat, a sweater and jeans together with his beanie. His black hair curled from underneath it and fell upon his shoulders. Snow, which had been falling from the sky for the last week, made him slowly whiter and whiter, and his cheeks were red form the biting cold. He looked up at him from under heavy lashes and dark-red eyelids, making Bam stutter like a little kid.

“Ville…Hi…He…I’m…I’m spraying fake snow on the windows.” He answered lamely, showing Ville the can and holding on to the ladder for support.

“Right, like that is really necessary.” Ville only joked, holding up his hand to feel the snow and winking at him, making Bam wobble on the ladder.

“Careful now Bammie, I don’t want you to fall down.”
Ville sounded sincerely worried, making Bam smile and blush even more.

“I won’t.”

“Ok then.”

For a second, it seemed Ville would go inside again, and Bam almost sigh in relief. But before Ville’s hand touched the handle, he turned around again.

“I have a special Christmas gift for you.”

He suddenly spoke and simply smiled when Bam’s eyed widened, and looked down at him from under his woolen hat.

“Oh.”

“Yeah. I’m gonna go inside now, it’s way too cold. Don’t be too long. I don’t like you standing on a ladder.”

“O-Ok.”

“Even though you do look good from where I’m standing.”

Ville made this last remake before he went inside, almost making Bam slip.

Why oh why was Ville torturing him like this? Was he making fun of him?

Or was it something else?

**

It was Christmas eve at last. April had made them a nice pre-Christmas dinner and they had all gathered around the tree, talking and laughing. Drinking beer and hot cocoa. And Ville had been sitting beside Bam the entire time, acting like nothing had happened. Having fun like everyone else had. Talking and chatting with Bam and the others.

Bam felt himself relax more and more, realizing their friendship had apparently not changed at all.

Gift were unwrapped. Everyone had a good time. They all received some cool clothes, CD’s, DVD’s and whatnot. The usual and good as always. Great presents.

But Bam had not forgotten Ville’s words about the special gift he would receive, and when the last present was unwrapped and still nothing special had appeared, he glanced sideways to Ville who was completely ignoring him and talking to Dico.

They were all moving down to the pirate bar at this point, and Bam sighed. He didn’t know what he had expected or hoped for, but this wasn’t it.

Bam walked over to the bar to get himself another beer. He was happy being here with Ville like this, but so confused by the signals Ville was giving him. He had no idea what they meant or if they should mean anything. He quickly gulped down his beer as his friend gathered around him to join the party.

Drinking and eating and singing carols just for the hell of it. Admiring their gifts and enjoying the decoration.

As Bam decided to just let it go and act like Ville, have a good time with his best friends and have fun without worrying about their obviously still great friendship, he suddenly felt hot breath on the back of his neck and a body moving behind him.

“I still have that gift for you, you wanne go upstairs?” Bam suddenly heard Ville deep voice near his ear and felt his body tingling all over. Why was Ville playing with his feelings like this, ever since yesterday? It was just cruel.

Still all he could do was obey him, and he let out a shaky “Ok Ville.”

Leaving without any one noticing, they slipped out of the room, Ville leading him as he walked up the stairs and wiggled his hips as he did, making Bam gulp and sweat as he watched Ville walk elegant up the stairs a little too slow.

He walked to Bam’s bedroom instead of his own guestroom, but Bam didn’t ask, he just followed. Walking into the room as sitting on the bed as Ville motioned him to do.

Ville paused a second before closing the door, holding the handle and standing with his back towards Bam. Like he was thinking about something. Like he was making an important decision, or perhaps pushing himself over the edge.

With one last sigh he finally closed the door and turned around, showing Bam the swete blush on his powdered cheeks.

“Ok, I know this is all a bit weird but I want to give you something….. that I really want you to have, and I hope you want it too.” He smiled, growing a bit nervous now Bam was really here in front of him. Oh how he hoped it would work.

He reached slowly into his pocket, bringing out a small gift wrapped present and handed it to Bam, who sat speechless on the bed with huge blue eyes. The way Ville looked tonight in the Christmas lights, with his shining eyes and lips, and beautiful dark lashes with the eyeliner and the red eye shadow. It was hard to stay focused.

But he took the gift with a confused smile. Holding onto it for a second before carefully tearing off the red and silver paper that shone in the Christmas lights that lighted his bedroom.

It was so small and felt so fragile, so he took his time, not wanting to break anything.

But he frowned when he saw something small and green appear from it.

“It’s a twig…” Bam stated a little confused. Not knowing how he should react now Ville was looking at him with such high expectations.

Ville just blushed and shook his head. “No, take another look.” He said patiently and so Bam did.

It was a twig with pretty green leaves, a small red bow tide around it…….

Wait a minute.

“It’s a mistletoe.”

Bam only whispered it but he knew Ville had heard him when the nervous little smile appeared on his face again.

“Yes it is.”

…….

They simply stared at each other for a few seconds, but it seemed so much longer. Ville hoped to say everything he wanted with this, and that Bam would react instead of staring at him.

But then, very slowly, Bam lifted his arm, and very carefully lifted the mistletoe above his head. Still sitting on the bed, and holding mistletoe above his head with big blue eyes and a tiny hopeful smile. Like he was trying something out to make sure it was real.

‘Did Ville really….?’

And it was.

All Ville could do was grin widely as he stepped forward, placing one knee and two hand on the bed for support, leaning forward and capturing Bam’s lips lightly with his own. Planting a sweet and gentle kiss on his waiting lips. Carefully and quick, but powerful nonetheless. Making both heads spin in delight.

When Ville withdraw from Bam, he looked straight into longing blue eyes and upon slightly parted lips that begged to be kissed again.

But not before he knew for sure this was ok.

“Ville……how did you know? How did you know this was what I really wanted for Christmas?” Bam suddenly interrupted, making Ville’s heart skip a beat and speechless for a moment.

“I didn’t. It’s what I wanted.”

“You like me Ville? You really like, like that?”

It sounded like he could never believe such a thing and Ville cupped his face gently while stroking cheek. He had been right all along, since yesterday. Bam really did want him.

This was the best Christmas ever.

“I love you Bammie. I always have.”

“I-I-I-God Ville I love you too.”

“I know.”

Bam could see Ville smirk happily at him before dipping his head and kissing him again. Deeper this time, and more passionate. Bam’s mouth opened as soon as Ville’s tongue begged for entranced, and soon their soft tongues danced together, stroking each other and making love it the purest way.

Like Christmas was all about.

Finally they both felt how wonderful it truly was to kiss each other. To make the fantasy come to life and have each other like this. It was a dream come true. And it was better then the dream they had both had. It was perfection, their love. Their kisses.

So gently and still so strong. So sweet and so forceful. So fucking beautiful.

“Tell me what you want for Christmas Bammie.” Ville panted, breaking away as Bam laid down further on the bed so he could crawl on top of him.

“You. Only you. Always you. Shit, you have no idea.” Bam moaned, when Ville’s hands slipped under his shirt, stroking his stomach and chest lovingly.

“Oh Bammie, I was so afraid my feelings would torture me forever, but since yesterday, I knew you want me as much as I want you.”

“I had no idea you felt the same way. I’ve fucking loved you since we met. I’ll give it all up for you. I’ll be you perfect Christmas gift.” Bam grinned at that last sentence and so did Ville.

“We have been wasting so much time. But this will be the first perfect Christmas ever.” Ville gasped, as Bam’s hand run over his back, up and down his spine. Both forgetting about the people downstairs and completely happy in love for the first time in life. Knowing they had finally found their companion, this Christmas eve.

“No more time to waste.” Bam agreed, helping Ville getting rid of his element shirt, and gasping when Ville’s bare hands reamed over his naked upper body. Stroking and touching all exposed flesh, while kissing Bam fiercely again, wanting to taste and feel all of him.

Making the younger man moan into his mouth when he pinched his nipples and rolled them between his fingers.

Bam felt so wonderful. So completely and perfect and loved. This was love. This was it. This what was he wanted for the rest of his life; Ville. Forever Ville.

“Forever you.” He whispered when Ville broke the kiss, making the Fin’s eyes misty and his mouth smile widely. “Forever you, Bammie.”

No, they were not moving too fast. Six year had they been friends. Six years had they been falling in love deeper and deeper. Six years had they spent all the free time they had with each other. Six years without kisses and with touching as they wished. Six years had they both been waiting, wasting time with woman with no meaning.

Christmas eve was the night, and they were making it a perfect one. They were both determent. They were in love. They wanted to show how much, tonight. And then until death would do them part.

At last.

Almost all Bam’s tattoo’s were related to him an a way, and Ville traced them all with his tongue, or lips to kiss them. Making Bam squirm beneath him and beg for more. When he gently licked the tattoo similar to his own on the lower abdomen, Bam buckled his hips and cried out his lovers name, making him smile against his flesh.

Hand stroked his abdomen and chest as his mouth worked on the skin. “You are my present. My Christmas present.” He said lovingly, lips playing over the skin as he spoke.

“Yes, I am. Do whatever you want with me.” Bam hisses, aroused by this game and Ville’s touch. He graved it so bad.

When Ville looked up to him from the waistline if his jeans, he gasped at how beautiful he looked. So breathtaking. He wanted those glossy pinks lips on him again. Tasting him and making him feel like he was in heaven.

Like he was an angel on this Christmas evening. Or night…or day. He had lost track of time.

Ville slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled it down. Making Bam wriggle and whimper in need for him. He was so aroused, ever since the moment they had kissed. He had such need for Ville it was killing him. Just like Ville had burning desire for him, he had felt.

Finally his pants were off, and Ville laid eyes on Bam’s stiff cock begging for attention. Throbbing with need and already leaking pre-come from his earlier ministrations. So beautiful Ville couldn’t wait to taste it.

And so he did, lowering his mouth and opening his lips to take in the head. Making Bam cry out and grab hold of Ville’s hair, begging him to take him in further.

Ville played with him, letting his tongue slide in the slip and around the head. Leaping up the pre-come like a kitten drinking milk.

“You taste so goddamn delicious Bam, just like I knew you would. I’ll never get enough.” He purred against the sensitive and soft skin. Making Bam shudder uncontrollably and moaning as little jolts of pure pleasure raced trough him. It was almost unbearable, but oh so good.

Ville took him in deeper, making him mouth tight by sucking in his cheeks and bobbling up and down very slowly. Making Bam sob in pleasure and torment.

Up and down, a little faster. Faster and faster, sucking harder and harder. Bam was screaming and begging for more and Ville obeyed by speeding his pace. Reaching for Bam’s balls and letting the soft skin roll in his hand while the other help pumping Bam’s cock and get him closer to the edge. Deep-throating him for all he was worth.

Bam skin was flushed from heat and the desire. The pleasure. Oh he was so close. So close and he felt it was going to be mind-blowing. Mind-blowing like this fucking most amazing blowjob he ever received. He never wanted to know how he got so good, but he was sure enjoying it.

So close, so very close.

As he felt his balls tightening Ville suddenly stopped, making Bam moan and groan in protest, but he silenced when Ville stood up, hovering over him and taking off his shirt, together with his pants in only a few seconds. Making Bam gasp and moan, this time of the beauty of him. His skin glistering in the lights. The Christmas lights.

His pale body, covered in artwork. His slender waist and nicely shaped legs. His big erection standing up proud and showing his lust for him.

Bam only moaned and reached out, wanting to touch him but Ville smiled wickedly at him as he climbed slowly back on top of the boy.

Bam’s hands were instantly all over him, touching him everywhere and letting his hand slide over the silky skin like he had longed to do. He squeezed Ville’s ass lightly and let them run back up again, making Ville moan and trust his hips slightly forward.

Their mouths met again, kissing as if it was the air their breath and growling low in pure lost.

“God I love you.” Bam hisses and Ville stroked his nipples again.

“I love you my beautiful.” Ville answered with nothing but love shining in his green eyes.

‘Beautiful? I always though you were the beautiful one.’ Bam though while they kissed again, leaving them both breathless when they parted.

Ville glanced down and moaned at the sight of their hard cocks so close together. He shifted his hips, so the smooth skin touched, and they both hissed in pleasure.

Gasping and panting, They rolled their hips together, rubbing the soft and still so hard flesh against each other and smearing their arousal all over each other, making them slick and if possible, even harder.

So fucking good. So perfect. On Christmas eve.

“I want you to make love to me Bammie.” Ville whispered hoarsely in Bam’s ear as they moved together. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

Bam had to squeeze his eyes shut, and bit his lip for the control not to come right there and then. The things Ville was doing to him…

“Ville, god yes. But I never……”

“Shh, I’ll show you sweetheart.”

And without another word, Ville grabbed Bam’s hand and sucked two fingers into his mouth. He sat up to straddle Bam’s naked waist as he devoured Bam’s fingers in the same motion he had used on his cock.

Then he guided Bam’s hand down, behind him and around his tight hole until Bam got the point and gulped, nodding his head and encircling Ville entrance.

Ville hissed trough his teeth and opened his legs further to give him more access.

As Bam’s pushed in one finger, he wrapped his free hand around Ville’s cock, pumping him gently and taking his mind off the burning that was caused by burring his finger in the tight hole. And another one. Scissoring his finger to stretch him and making Ville moan as he hit his prostate. The burning slowly dulling, and Ville started to ride Bam’s finger, gently, pushing them in and letting them slip out.

“I need to feel you Bammie. I want to ride you please.” He begged, hearing Bam gasp in delight, and felt him withdraw his fingers. His cock was still slick and placed himself against Ville’s tight hole, letting Ville control the pace.

Bam’s eyes rolled back when Ville sank down on and around him. Impaling himself on his cock. So damn tight and so fucking hot. So smooth and so good.

Ville moaned in pleasure and pain as Bam filled him up slowly, making him feel so good.
Again Bam reached for his erection, but Ville grabbed his hand, knowing he would never last long if he touched him now, with his true love filling him like this.

He sank down until Bam was in to the hilt, and pulled back up a bit, only to slam down again. “Oh fuck, Ville baby. You feel so good.” Bam moaned in ecstasy making Ville moan and rolled his had back.

“Tell me what you want me to do Bam.” He pleaded, placing his hand on Bam’s chest and stroking slowly up and down, rolling his head to the front and letting the black waterfall fall into Bam’s face as he leaned forward. Leaning close to him and staring intensely into his pure blue eyes.

“I want you to fuck me Willa. To ride me into the fucking mattress. To….to make love to me please….” Bam chocked, making Ville moan again and roll his hips, as he hands placed themselves on his chest.

They shared one heated kiss before Ville pulled back up and began to slide himself up and down Bam’s hard shaft stretching and filling him so incredibly good.

He started riding him, bouncing above and upon him with pure lust in his eyes and his head rolling back and forth with moans escaping from his parted, glistering lips. As he fucked himself on Bam cock, and hitting his prostate over and over again. Squeezing tight and wanting to make Bam feel so fucking wonderful.

And he did, because Bam was loosing control, wriggling beneath Ville. Grabbing onto Ville’s rocking, smooth hips and forcing him to pick up the pace as he rode him harder and sweeter.

“Oh god Bam, so good. Right there, oh fuck yeah right there.” Ville moaned hard, sliding his hands off Bam’s chest and placing the beside Bam’s rolling head so he could pick up the pace.

He let Bam hit his prostate harder and harder as the both cried out and rocked together, lost in pleasure lust and love. Lost in each other.

“So fucking good Ville. Never before, ever, this good.” Bam panted, feeling himself getting so near that blissful point.

“I’m coming, oh god Ville, I’m coming.”

“Touch me Bam, please touch me.” Ville begged with a sob, and cried out when Bam took hold of his pulsing cock, pumping him hard as he trusted up hard into Ville.

When Bam’s hand stroked Ville just right, Ville’s ass tightened around Bam’s shaft, making his eyes roll back into his head and finally pushing him over the edge. Spurting his seed deep inside Ville’s heat and screaming his name over and over again. Feeling such intense pleasure that for a moment, he though he would never come down from it and die.

Ville followed when he heard his name rolling from Bam’s lips so passionate as he came within him. He threw his head back as he came all over Bam’s chest, expatriating the most powerful orgasm he had ever known. Screaming like Bam had and riding out his orgasm with force.

Both men finally came down, panting heavily and with a huge smile on both their faces.

“That was…that was indescribable.” Bam sighed after a little while making Ville giggle as he lifted himself off Bam. He laid down next to him, cuddling into Bam’s awaiting arm as he felt Bam’s cum trickle down his leg. It all felt so right and peaceful, he never wanted this to end.

“It was. It was perfect. I love you so much Bam Bam.”

“I love you Willa.”

“Mmmmm….”

Sleep drifted over them as they cuddled under the blankets, wrapped around each other and still with smiled plastered in their faces.

Right before sleep overtook him, Bam managed to say one more thing to his rosy lover.

“Hey Willa?”

“Yes Bam Bam?”

“Merry fucking Christmas.”
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