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-'gsy, wake, wake!-tiny fist punched the outside of Eggsy's bedroom, waking everyone inside.-Snata left presents!
the young man muted something groggily and finished waking up. he was entangled in Harry’s arms and that, along with his set of sheets, kept him from exposing himself to the cold air in the room. he was pretty comfortable and didn't want to leave that bed, preferably ever, but his little flower was far from leaving them alone.
the banging kept going on at the door.
-Coming, Dais, I’ll be out now!
unwillingly, he disentangled himself from Harry, who apparently was still sleeping peacefully. Eggsy smiled at his sleeping man, he found it very funny that he could sleep through almost everything and would sleep the day away until the mid-day if he was allowed. Eggsy was usually the first one to get up and start moving when they had a day off, while Harry dozed off as much as he could.
Eggsy caressed Harry’s hair and delm¡neated the sacar with the tip of his finger. he barely moved, and snorted lightly like h was still dreaming. Eggsy made his way out of the bed finally, bare naked, and went to fetch any piece of clothing that would cover him enough not to freeze.
he made his way to the living room in an old t-shirt and boxers, maybe his own but most likely not, and met his mum helping Daisy unwrap her presents. she shot an aware look at her son, and he returned an innocent, perfect angel face. she didn’t buy it and he knew, but Daisy quickly came running towards him in a tiny scooter Santa had left for her. she almost run his foot over while skidding, and was close to falling to the floor before Eggsy caught her.
-I got a scooter!
I see, it’s very cool, Dais
-and Santa got eh the princess castle!
he looked at the brightly coloured box that depicted a child in some sort of tent that resembled a castle. he sighed happily, knowing it would be his duty to set it up.
-we’re leaving for grandma in less than an hour, would you pick up all this wrapping paper and get ready, Luv?- Michelle seemed in a better mood than on Christmas eve, maybe because she was better rested, but Eggsy wanted to think that soem of that they talked stated with her.
-I’ll go tell Harry, he’ll want to shower and stuff.
again, Michelle shot Eggsy a motherly “warning” look, and lead the scooter girl to get her dressed. After picking up the garbage, the young man went back to his room to find Harry lying completely away in the bed, looking up with his hands under his head.
-good morning, Eggsy, did you have a restful sleep?- he said in such a nonchalant way Eggsy had to laugh at him.
-you know you can leave the room, right? mum is not going to be waiting on you with a shotgun.
-I found it would be quite inappropriate for me to use another house’s restroom without permission- he looked at him bluntly - so it’s good you are finally here because I have to take a piss so fucking bad.
-middle of the hallway, make yourself at home. and mind the girl in the scooter.
-you got her a scooter?-Harry choose the shirt he wore the night before and the remaining pair of underwear to cover himself.
-mum did, I got the small castle and the peter rabbit, but I think we all have to suffer on the scooter for at least one week straight.
Harry left with his clothes under his arm and Eggsy made the bed, fed JB tidied up just enough so the room looked presentable. he really ought to have a shower, at least a quick one. he went straight to the bathroom he had directed Harry to. if Harry had already got in, he would have to keep his thought straight not to spend half an hour more and have Michelle “catch” them a second time.
to his surprise and slight disappointment, Harry was fresh out of the shower and was shaving, with just a towel around his waist.
-your razor is pure crap, you know, I’m struggling not to give myself a cut.
however, this candid image reminded Eggsy of when Harry and merling found Harry, in the statesmen's headquarters, after the Kentucky incident. after they thought they were never seeing him again. his heart felt like it was being pressed into a fist. he wanted to see Harry shaving like these many more times, he decided there, and to know that it was real and was going nowhere.
-Do you get stuck or something? ah, Jesus- Harry had in fact given himself a cut on the cheek
-that’s the one I use downstairs, - Eggsy pushed -I would never use that on my face.
-nice try, but I know you don't use anything downstairs. Harry clapped back- besides, there’s nothing there to trim
-oi, and what are you supposed to be shaving their air?
- I think it’s enough that I'm presenting myself uninvited to your family, with yesterday’s clothes, to at least not put a little effort everywhere else. do you have hair gel?
- no, because I am not a punk singer nor a high school principal- Eggsy answered bluntly- and besides, you don't need to go in your old clothes, just pick something like mine!
Harry chuckled and looked at him. the cut still bled but it was fairly small.
-not offence, darling, but I think I'm being benevolent if I call your sense of style “horrendous”.
-oh, shut up, at least wear a decent shirt that is not absolutely wrinkly. I actually have elegant clothes, you know.
Harry laughs and Eggsy made a bee line behind him to the shower, not passing the chance to lift Harry’s towel and receiving a squeeze himself in return.
after picking the soberest, less Adidas-y shirt Eggsy had, the whole family joined together in Michelle's car. Eggsy rode shotgun next to his mum with JB on his lap, and Harry was left to entertain little Daisy in the backseat. Eggsy asked his mum to pick the music and they put on a Christmas carol that he started singing along to. Dais joined him for about two songs and got bored so she decided it would a fantastic idea to draw anywhere in eh car with her new dot paint. fortunately, as little as Harry knew about children, he could keep Daisy’s little hands out of the interior of the car. he drew with and gifted her a flower in the back of her little hand, and received another one in his own in exchange. Eggsy watched this with delight with the review mirror and stealing glances when Harry was not watching. they had gone out to the countryside, and before they arrived at the destination Daisy began protesting for food.
-Mummy, I want a bis’.
-not now, honey, wait ‘till we arrive.
-I want a biscuit!
-let’s give her one, mum, just today, it’s not gonna spoil her lunch.
Eggsy reached into Daisy’s little bag for snacks, but all could find was a crumbed-up biscuit in tin foil paper.
-aw, Dais, I’m sorry, it broke down.
-no, gimme!-Daisy grabbed onto his bother hand and spilt biscuit crumbs all over the car floor.
-ah, Jesus, Dais…
-what happened-Michelle hadn’t peeled her eyes from the road to his children
-it’s nothing mum. oh shit Harry gad JB so he doesn't eat it.
the pug was already scrapping at the remains of the treat on the floor, and Harry scooped him from between his feet and sat him on his lap.
-JB, bad!-Daisy reached to pat JB on the nose for eating her biscuits and grabbed onto the collar. apparently, this, mixed with the driving movement, made the little dog throw all over ht backseat, the child safety car and Harry’s sleeve.
-Oh, fuck, JB- Eggsy unbuckled and kneed down facing backwards to grab his dog. Daisy started yelling. Michelle stopped the car, at a neighbourhood of identical brown houses.
-guys, can’t we have one normal fucking road trip, god’s sake?
-mum, sorry, I’m cleaning it right away. Harry, sorry about that…
-it’s okay, Eggsy, it really gives some charm to this hideous shirt.
-sod off-he threw a packet of clinex to his boyfriend’s face so he could clean himself out and wipe the backseat as much as he could while his mother cleaned Daisy.
-boys, let’s go, we’re already late. I’ll take it to the cleaning station tomorrow, Let's just hope it doesn't stink.
They walked along the neighbourhood until one of the latest houses, a big brown-bricked one. there were lights on the porch and windows ad voices coming from the inside.
Eggsy grabbed his boyfriend’s hand and gave it a little squeeze.
-it’s gonna be fine, you’ll see- he whispered leaning to the side. Harry didn’t look back at him but stroked his hand lightly.
A woman in her fifties with a bob haircut and a batch of jewellery on her greeted the at the door.
-Michelle darling, I’m so happy to finally see you!- the woman hugged gier tightly, all while holding a half-full glass of wine- how’s everything at home, how are the babies, sweetheart?
--we’re here, aunt tammy-the young man smiled at her aunt and hugged him too.
-Luv, you’ve grown so much, you are so handsome!
-Auntie, you saw me just two years ago- he turned to his boyfriend -Harry this is my mum’s sister, Tamara.
-Pleasure to meet you, ma’am. I’m Harry hart. I’m the boyfriend.
Tammie had a long glance at Harry and grinned at her sister.
-wow, Michelle, good for you, you finally left that ass of a man, whatever his name was. Nice catch you got.
Eggsy grew red and Michelle didn't know how to respond.
-Oh, no, ma’am- Harry correctly softly- I’m Eggsy’s boyfriend.
the aunt gave them both a wide-eyed surprised look, but she didn't look as shocked as she was almost joyful. Proud, even? Eggsy owed Harry the bravery to put himself out first in front of her aunt when he was supposed to be the one introducing him.
-Michelle. baby, you’re here at last!- the living room was decorated in the warmest and most cosy way like most grandmothers’ houses did. Eggsy loved going to her grandma when he was little, either on Christmas or new years eve or just for a sleepover. it had bee just short of two years suince he had seen his gran, ever since he left the marines and was out of work and his mum gor with her now ex.
there were a few people in the room, a grop of adults of both men and women and three children. the oldest lady of the bunch,p presumably Eggsy’s grandmother, went to the groups tIgreet them.
-Eggsy, you've grown so much, poppet!-she kissed him in the cheek several times making smooching sounds.
-Granny!-he kissed her back a uhm gran, I want to introduce you to Harry, my .. boyfriend.
It was the first time Eggsy had introduced Harry as such , and it sounded way more real put out that way but heknewit shouldn't be a big deal.
-Lovely to meet you, ma’am- Harry smiled confidently and reached for a handshake, but the older lady leant in for a hug.
-Nice to meet you, honey, welcome to the family!-she gave him a good look head to toe and turned to her grandson-well ,good for you, Eggsy, you got such a handsome man to yourself-!
she was smiling and Eggsy was so flustered, and he would swear Harry was a bit too.
-let’s go, you must meet the family.
the meeting went more smoothly than Eggsy thought, all until he overheard a conversation his bigot uncle was having with his mum. He was trying to be subtle but Eggsy could hear him ¡from the other side of the room.
-how the fuck can you be okay with that, Chelle? The dude is double the kid’s age, for fuck’s sake.
-listen, I don't understand it either, but it’s his life and if he makes him happy, that’s all I care about.
-how can you be so bloody careless?-at that point, eggs were already turning to them to give him a piece of his mind- he might as well be a perv that fucks young boys!
Eggsy was already ready to thoro¡w a punch or at least some profanity at the dude, when his granny stepped in for him.
-listen, Jameson, you better keep things respectful at my house. Eggsy is now with that man so he’s part of the family, and here we don't talk bloody crap about family. If i hear you speak like taht about him or Eggsy once more, you’ll be very welcome to get your butt out of here.
Eggsy grinned unashamedly. we never felt more proud of belonging to that side of the family that at that moment, and had to admire her eighty year old badassery.
Beside him, everybody seemed pleased enough to see the formerly rebellious and problematic child now I well-paying job and with a partner. even if he was older and a man, the rest of the aunts and uncles didn’t care too much.
the adults were pretty impressed for the most part; it didn't hurt that he was handsome and extremely polite but apparently he could make up a conversation out of thin air. Eggsy stood by his side, mostly just smiling and laughing at their uncles cheesy jokes.
The children were kid of curious at the begging, but then they went back to set up their play station. Eggsy offered to help him with it. Daisy waned to join the children in the game but the oder ones pushed her away from the console.
-No! this is not for grown ups- the 6-yeald old cousin yelled at her.
-I’m a grown up!
-You’re too small you play with small children's toys.
Daisy stomped her foot on the floor and started to throw a tantrum. Harry kneel to cheer her up and dry her tears.
-They called me a baby! they’re mean!
-You need to show them you're not a baby by not crying. what do you think, is that okay?
Daisy nodded and rub her teary face with her hand.
-So what do you want to do, want to play something else?
Daisy’s face lit up and she shouted:
-Paw Patrol with Harry!
Fortunately for him at that moment, Eggsy handled Daisy a spare controller and she entertained herself pushing random buttons.
-You’re princess Daisy, the one in the yellow dress.
-Your boyfriend smells like vomit- her other cousin, a little girl with wild curls pointed out.
-Oh hell, Harry you sure do. Nan, can you give Harry a sweater or something he can change to”
-Eggsy, it’s absolutely not necessary…
-JB threw up in the car- Daisy happily claimed, just like when she met Santa in the living room last night.
-Oh darling, come with me, we’ll get you something.
Harry gave the younger man an accusatory look, andEggsy winked in his direction, he could wait t see what he would end up wearing.
her grandma came out to the living room a bit later to announce lunch will be served in fifteen minutes. as Harry didn’t come out with her, Eggsy went to look for him inside the house. it wasn't a small house but Eggsy had stayed the night enough times in the spare bedroom.
he caught Harry in the master bedroom, where her grandma and his late grandpa had the master bed in the biggest wardrobe and a full-length mirror. Harry had laid out his stinky clothes in the bed neatly and was doing his best to style a pair of vintage¡ge jeans and an ugly Christmas sweater.
-oh my god, this is too much-Eggsy snorted and hugged Harry by the waist, sarong at both of them in the mirror.
-I look ridiculous
-oh, no, this is perfect, is like a Christmas present for me.
as his trousers had got some JB’s vomit on them he had to change out of them. the jeans were some old levy’s good quality ones, formerly belonged to Eggsy’s uncle before he got a round belly. they were the only ones long enough for Harry’s legs. the look was completed by a thick green jumper, with a big reindeer’s face in the front.
-as I didn't look gay enough before…
Eggsy laughed and turned him around to clutch his sides tightly.
-I swear I’m going to make you wear jeans every day from now on.- he grabbed Harry’s butt shamelessly-now you actually have an ass.
-I’ll keep it in mind along with getting a beard and getting fat. that seems to get you oddly worked up lately.
-you get me worked up. that whole thing outside, with Daisy, was adorable. good to know you’re good with children, you know.
Harry raised an eyebrow and rubbed Eggsy’s shoulders.
-As much as your sister would love niece, I think we might give your mum an actual heart attack if we announce we having children right now.
Eggsy hid his face on his shoulder to hide his grin, and whispered in his ear:
-Let’s just go to lunch for now, okay? This is going so well Harry, I’m so happy.
Harry hugged him bach¡k and rubbed the lower part of his back.
-before we go, I have something to give you, before I forget.
he dragged him by the hand, sneaking from the rest of the adults in the living room. he had held his coat on the hanger in the hallway, and under it, there was his Santa’s bad the one in which he had his Santa Claus disguise.
-I am so glad you didn't see me slipping it on the ar truck, the surprise would have been ruined.
-oh Harry. you didn't have to buy me anything, seriously. you pay for everything already
-nonsense. I had to wait long enough before I had the excuse to get something special for you, not a dinner or a drink- he handed Eggsy a delicately wrapped small box- this is for Michelle.
-Wait, what?
-Well, I wasn’t going to come to your family house at Christmas with as little as a present for the host. I hope she likes Channel because that’s as far as I know about buying women’s perfumes.
-Harry, she is going to go crazy, she’ll love it.
He handed him a bigger box- This one is for Daisy. You told me she loved Paw Patrol and she’s been wanting to get the full collection.
-Oh Harry, what have you done?- Eggsy’s voice was almost breaking.
-I hope she doesn't have this one already, the one in pink, she told me the name before.
-That’s her favourite! Oh god, she’s going to be so happy. Thank you, Haz.
He produced a third gift from the bag, a smaller one in a gift bag.
-I got a new collar for JB too, I think you’ll find it fits him perfectly.
-Shut the hell up…
-Wait- he interrupted. Finally, he handed him a smaller, somehow heavy box- this one is for you.
Eggsy looked at him and back at the present with glazed eyes.
-Should I… do I open it now?
-If you want, sure.
Eggsy carefully removed the festive paper to reveal a beautiful, delicate-looking snow glove.
-What on earth- he muttered.
-Okay, so let me explain. remember that field trip we hac¡d Germany, a few months ago? we passed that antique shop and you pointed at this globe and said how sad you were the one your dad gave you broke. that night I got this one.
-You had it for five freaking months.
Harry shrugged- I couldn't justify giving it to you then, we weren't this close at the time.
-Didn’t we sleep together in that mission in Germany?-Eggsy came back, but his eyes showed signs of imminent tears. That made Harry snorted.
-I mean close like we are now. It felt like something intimate.
Eggsy nodded and wiped the tears that fell from his eyes.
-Oh fucking God, Harry, this… he caressed the globe as if it was a treasure- this is the most special and goddamn beautiful thing no one has ever done for me. Thank you, thank you so much.
-You’re welcome, my boy- Harry softly kissed his salt-stained cheek, then his lips. He whispered something in his ear.
-Merry Christmas darling
-Wait... I actually got a little something for you too.
He went to fetch his own coat from the hanger and produced a dark small box.
-I feel so stupid giving you this now, after so much, and it’s not even wrapped.
Harry smiled gently and opened the box.
-Dear…-he gave out a massive child-like smile- I love it completely.
the box contained a shiny bead in the shape of a cute Yorkshire with a bone panel that said “true love”. he picked it up and turned it in his hand: it the back it had a small inscription “Mr pickle, 1992-2007”.
Harry covered his mouth with his hand and swallowed hard. He was also about to release tears.
-This is so thoughtful, I,.. thank you, thank you so much.
Eggsy looked up lovingly at his man and caressed the hand that held the box.
-Can I put it on you?
-How’s the corny one now?-Harry pulled up a slim golden chain from under his collar. the one he always wore. it had the Kingsman K golden and pink pendant, like the one Eggsy had, and his old military metal tag. Eggsy inserted the dog bead in the middle f the too and stood on his tiptoes to click it around his neck. Harry grabbed his waist and pulled him close.
-I love you, darling-Harry murmured in his ear- thank you for all you gave me today.
-I’m going to pound you so hard in bed tonight- Eggsy responded still with a cracked voice.
Harry chuckled and grabbed at both sides of his face.
-I don't know you but I´m starving, and your mom is going to start to think we’re fucking somewhere in this house.
With a smile in each on their faces, they joined the rest of the family for a scrumptious lunch. grandmothers had a hand in cooking and no one held back on enjoying the turkey, stuffing, roast, homemade bread and pie, and when the table was cleared, they served tea and pastries.
After a few hours, Daisy grabbed at her mom and complained she was sleepy.The other children were laying down watching Christmas cartoons.It was starting to get dark outside
-I think we need to get going mum
-Oh, darling, I hope you were spending the night
-Sorry, Gran, we cant, Harry and I have work in the morning.
-Oh well, but at least you’ll come to new years’ eve dinner, aren't you? I want to see you both here again!
The travel back home was quieter. Daisy fell asleep holding Harry’s hand and he didn't let go. Eggsy felt absolute contempt, and he couldn't wait for her mother and Daisy to see Harry’s presents. They would have one more reason to take him into the family.
They arrived at Harry’s house first.
-Do you want to stay the night?
-Nah, sorry, I’d better go home today, I barely see my mum on weekdays- Eggsy replied shyly -. I can crash in tomorrow if that’s okay with you
-Of course, this is your house to come in as much as you want. tell your mom I had the most delightful day today.
-You’re coming for New Year's Eve, right? Y’ know if I don't bring you along, Gran will have the biggest heartbreak.
- Cheeky you… Of course, I’m coming along.
Eggsy smiled and peeked quickly at his mom patiently waiting in her car, looking anywhere else to give the boys some privacy.
-See you at work tomorrow?
-Absolutely- he kissed him softly on his lips, very aware that Michelle was still watching them over her shoulder- Merry Christmas darling.
Eggsy threw his arms around his neck and ruffled his hair while giving in in a passionate kiss. He gasped for air as they they separated.-I love you, Harry hart
-I love you too, Eggsy.
-Alright... night.
He ran to her mother’s car and grinned like a teenager. Michelle didn’t look at his son but smiled too. Outside, the street lights illuminated a few snowflakes that had started to fall on the paviment. Soon it would be a white Christmas night.