Logan had never been the sort of child who tip-toed down the stairs to see what Santa had brought. He'd learned the hard way that peeking at presents never ended in anything but punishment. Not to mention the fact that Aaron had made quick work of ruining any dreams of Santa by telling Logan he wasn't real at a very young age
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Since he'd come to the island, he hadn't found it to be much o anything to really celebrate. His first Christmas here he had lied to Lisa's ace when she'd told him she was pregnant. He'd known then that the baby wasn't his. It didn't make it any easier to swallow when she'd lost it, though. And his second Christmas had been spent in isolation with House while the man went through withdrawal. Jack hadn't even known it was Christmas. It was just another day of puking, pain, and vitriol.
Last year had been good, though. Last year he and Logan had had a wonderful time. Dinner, music, sex, gifts. It had been the best Christmas he'd ever had. Last year he got what people felt when they said Merry Christmas or seemed excited about the holiday ( ... )
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"There are presents though," he grinned. "And a fire waiting to be lit... Coffee to drink. Food to eat. But that can wait a little longer, I don't really want to get out of bed yet."
He kissed Jack's jaw and neck, letting out a content sigh. Really, he could lay there forever.
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