Never in his life had Renji thought he’d be spending Christmas with his Captain. And by that he didn’t mean a meal in the Kuchiki manor.
No, on Christmas Eve, he was lying naked on a futon in his Captain’s cabin up in the mountains.
Also Byakuya was lying naked pressed up against him.
Renji shifted slightly, moving the blanket that had slipped down back over them. It was fucking freezing and they didn’t bother to light the fire when they arrived. Byakuya had removed his Captains haori and kissed Renji.
Things had gone downhill from there.
But in a good way.
Definitely a good way.