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Chapter 1: Santa knows if you’ve been naughty or nice
It all had started as a joke, a bet between Eggsy and Roxy to see who would ask who to play the part of Santa Claus. It wasn't that much of a deal, given that only Eggsy's baby sister would be seeing "Santa" in person, but the whole office would get videos and pictures.
In the end, Merlin managed to dodge the bullet and it fell on Harry. If he had to be perfectly honest, Eggsy would have asked his boss to play the part even if someone else won the bet.
The plan was to show up at Eggsy's house late in the evening of Christmas Eve in a full Santa costume and give little Daisy her Christmas presents. Eggsy had had an early dinner with her mum and baby sister, as they could not travel to Eggsy's grandma's house that day because of the snowstorm.
It was still snowing outside when Eggsy sneaked Harry in through his bedroom window. He just arrived from work in his work clothes, carrying all the Santa stuff in a matching bag. He dropped everything on the floor and shook some remaining snowflakes from his coat and hair.
-Eggsy, you can open the freaking front door, there’s no need for me to sneak like I'm robbing the house.
-C'mon Haz, we cannot run the risk of mum and Dais catching you and spoiling the whole thing.
-Wait, your mother doesn't know I'm here?
-Ahh, no, not quite… I was waiting to introduce you two.
Harry sighed.
-I understand that you're concerned about what your mother may think about the two of us being together, but I think the later we deal with this the more awkward it's going to become.
Eggsy quickly cut in.
-Look, let's talk this through after the holidays, okay? This is very important for me, and daisy. Just a few more days, okay?
Eggsy's eyes could convince Harry of doing the worst stuff. He could understand the worries of the younger man about what his mom would think of his boyfriend. His mother was the only close family member the man had in his life and he would bend over backward to make her proud. It still hurt Harry a little, though he would never tell his boy.
-That’d be fine, after the holidays.
-Thanks Haz- Eggsy hugged Harry's neck and pulled in for a kiss. Harry pulled him by the waist and returned the kiss. He had his coat wet from the storm still on and Eggsy slipped his hands under it to caress his neck and chest. He grabbed a hold of Harry's belt and shirt and started to untuck it. Harry stopped his hand with his own but didn't break the contract
-I think I can undress by myself, darling-he said softly. Eggsy smiled cheekily and puts his mouth to the other man's ear.
-Too bad I need to check on Daisy now, just to check she is asleep. He kissed his cheek- be right back, gets dressed.
-Right, the less time I'm into this costume, the better for everyone.
Eggsy laughed and flew out of the room. Daisy was fast asleep on her princess bed and his mum must be in the bathroom, having a long winding down spa treatment, after the few days of cooking and shopping she had had. it would take a fairly long time for her to be ready for bed so it gave both of them. Eggsy had a couple of gifts for her mom hidden in his room, as well as one for çharry that was in the back of the closet. He hurried back downstairs to get them and what he saw as soon as he arrived in the living room almost made him trip and fall.
-So, please clear this up for me- Harry was half dressed as Santa Claus: the red pants and boots were on, as well as the white t-shirt and the unbuttoned coat. Eggsy had never seen Harry dressed in any less than absolutely fine clothes, so the big, red fat man suit was a drastic change. Harry was a fairly tall and slim man and Eggsy could not convince him to wear stuffing under the clothes to make it more realistic. The version Harry was pulling off, however, made Eggsy think of the start of a Christmas-themed porn movie.
His thought made him giggle and he reached his boyfriend in for a hug
-Why on earth do I need to be all dressed up if your sister is supposed to be asleep?
Eggsy raised his head to look at Harry's eyes. His left orbit was covered by a satin strip, hiding the scar that he was left after V-day. He caressed the temple next to the bad eye tenderly. He swore he wouldn't be able to keep a straight face I f Harry were wearing the white beard.
-What?- he was paying no attention, so spellbound he was with his man.
-Why the hell am I dressed like this if your sister is not going to see me?
-I will get her as soon as I get the gifts, or I can make a video. Oh god please, let me make a video.
-Eggsy.
-Please, let's record the thing, I promise I will only show Roxy.
-No damn way. I need to keep a certain amount of respect among my employees. I can already hear Merlin laughing in the distance.
-Oh, whatever. You look good by the way.
-Oh, well.
-I'm serious, you look so damn fine. You would look fantastic when you grow a salt-and-pepper beard.
-Keep on waiting. I wasn't able to grow a proper beard until I was in my twenties.
Eggsy snorted and went to grab the fake beard from a nearby chair and fixed it up to Harry's chin. The exasperated gaze Harry gave him back made him laugh again.
-Please, put the whole thing up so I can wake her up. I want her to see this.
-This? Do you think this is how I look my best?- he waved towards himself. The red pants were way too loose on him and he had to tie them up with a belt. The coat waved unopened and showed a tight t-shirt with suspenders. if this was the Santa clause that got into people's houses at night, more adults would stay up all night.
-I don't think I thanked you for doing this, Haz. Thank you.
-There are few things I could deny you, darling.
Eggsy caressed Harry's neck hair and kissed him through the fake beard. He pushed him slowly towards the couch and sat on his lap.
-Oh boy, what do you think you’re doing?-harry teased
- What do you think? I've got my own Santa at home, I'd better take my chance, and I've been a good boy this year.
Harry laughed and followed suit with the jokes.
-Well, young man, I'm not supposed to take favorites- he put a hand on the small of his back and the other on his thigh-. Have you behaved well this year?
Eggsy felt a flutter on his belly every time Harry bossed him around and straightened up his manners. Sometimes, in private, Eggsy kept his bad-mannered boy facade up so Harry would correct him while he was fucking him silly into the mattress.
He stroked the fake beard and batted his eyelashes.
-I’ve been a very good boy this year, Santa.
-Oh, have you? very well, and what do you want for Christmas this year, young man?
-Well-Eggsy got a bit agitated with the strokes Harry was giving. his hand was moving little by little to the crotch, aiming to stroke there but not really touching. the other hand was already on his ass-. I would like something to keep me up all night, sweet and not so good for me- Harry was kissing me on the neck, the beard was tickling him, and his hand already
grabbed his crotch and massaged him shamelessly.
Eggsy moaned softly and dug his hand into Harry's neck under the coat. He kissed Harry fiercely, not minding the strands of beard getting into his mouth. he was getting rather hard and hot and considered how bad it would be if he kicked off his trousers and had harry fuck him in that costume.
-MUM! SANTA CLAUS IS HERE - a high-pitched scream shook them up from their fantasy- Santa and 'Gsy are kissing in the living room!
Daisy woke up and stared at his brother shagging a man dressed in red on the couch. not an extraordinarily wholesome family moment.
-Oh shit- Eggsy tried to stand up from Santa's lap and fell on the floor trying- shit, shit, Dais don't shout, please…
-MUM! ‘Gsy is kissing Santa Claus in the living room!
Harry quickly stood up and, in an intent to dodge his boyfriend on the floor, he stepped on a piece of a tablecloth and slipped too. The full contents of the coffee table fell straight onto the floor and an astray broke with a loud sound.
-Oh fuck-eggsy started to run after Daisy before she could reach mum, but Michelle greeted him in the middle of the hallway.
-What is going on, I heard screaming?!-she was covered by a robe and her short blonde hair was still wet from the bath.
-’Gsy was kissing Santa Claus!-Daisy was tugging her mother’s sleeve.
-Dais, love, that wasn’t…
-WHAT?-Michelle yelled- what the hell is that about Eggsy?
-mum, look, this was supposed to be a surprise
-Look, mum, that's Santa Claus!
She pointed at the living room entrance and the man half dressed in Santa clothes with a beard hanging from an ear, in the middle of a pile of broken glass.
-Gary Egssy Unwin, what the actual fuck is happening here?
Eggsy took his mother further down the hallway almost to the kitchen. çlittle daisy was running around before his mother could keep her from reaching the broken glass.
-Gary, who the fuck is that man?- Harry got an eyeful from Eggsy's mother when he quickly held the child gently by her little arms.
-He’s someone from work, mum. Actually… he and I are together.
-Eggsy, what?
-I was going to tell you, mum, but I couldn't find the right time...
-Eggsy, for the love of god...-he took his son further o¡unto de the kitchen far from Harry’s hearing.
-How long has this been going on? Is it… is it for money or something?
-what? no!
-Son, please, please tell me. Does he like, buy you things and stuff?
-Mum!
-because I don't really get it, nor approve of it, to be honest, you have a good-paying job now.
-Mum, stop, it's not like that - in the few months they had been together Eggsy and Harry had gotten some dirty glances and even some man comments, he assumed people would think he was some sort of hired escort or a sugar baby for a rich gay man. It happened less often when they were both in work clothes, but on their off days, when they went for a walk in the park or to a nice restaurant, Eggsy still liked his Adidas and Nike while Harry wore his clean-cut pants and shirt. So yeah, it was safe to assume people would think he was warming his older boyfriend's lap and Harry would be feeding him money in return.
He didn't really care as much now as he did when they started dating. Harry was fairly nonchalant, classy as always about minding his own business, but Eggsy didn't appreciate that people, now his own mother of all people, thought that he was being taken advantage of, of taking advantage of a man he loved.
-It’s really not like that, we are in love.
-Oh for fuck's sake, Eggsy.
-I mean it! Why are you even so upset, is it because he is a bloke? Or because he's older?
-Eggsy, I couldn't care any fucking less that he is a bloke, my best friend from high school is a lesbian. And regarding that he is "older"- she took a peed over her son's shoulder to see harry sitting quietly in the living room like a kid in detention at school, on that same couch she caught him with his oldest child-, I'd say that lays pretty obviously
-Mum, who even cares? I love him, okay, and I wanted to introduce you two formally sometime.
-I am upset that two grown-ass adults decided to get in on my couch, dressed as fucking Santa, in front of my toddler daughter.
-Ah..-Eggsy was now blushing. He realized how eerie the scene must have looked to anyone, he was sitting in some dude's lap in a full Santa costume, with his tongue in said dude's mouth- Okay, listen, I'm very sorry for that. It was supposed to be a surprise for Dais. Now, let me finish pleased: I got to convince a posh as-hell man to dress up like an asshole and play the part just to make a little girl happy. And he did it, you know why mom? because he cares about me, I know he does. He's the noblest, warm-hearted, and overall best person I've ever met. And I'm head over heels for him.
Her mum pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking or just being exasperated. Eggsy worried about her reaction, even though it had been bad enough already, but the bomb he had just dumped on her was probably too much for such little time.
In the other room, Harry was patiently waiting for his mother-in-law to stop scolding his boyfriend and to come and scold him. Miss Daisy was waddling around the Christmas tree the way toddlers do, and Harry kept an eye on her so she did not step on the broken glass. she grabbed onto the arm of the sofa and stared shamelessly at him.
-I know you're not Santa.
Harry snorted, for all the experience he had with small children he knew they were extremely blunt and sincere, and they usually said the darndest things.
-Yes, you do.
-Mummy said he lives at the north pole and flies in a sleigh. He's fat and has a beard.
-Oh, I see.
-Your' 're not fa'.
-Oh well, thank you-he took a brief moment to think and said- I need you to keep a secret, can you do it?
-Of course!- she replied with the pride only 3-year-olds can show about their abilities.
-good, listen-harry leaned slightly towards the young girl- I actually work for the real Santa. I was sent on a secret mission, especially to this home.
Daisy gawked in astonishment.
-Why?
-Because Santa told me to come here and check all the children were asleep before he can deliver your presents.
-Why?
-Because if children aren't asleep, Santa's magic doesn't work and his reindeer cannot make the sleigh fly.
Daisy stood there assuming this crucial information for a second, and then reapplied- why were you kissing ‘Gsy?
Damn, the little one had the same lack of filter as her brother. Harry chose his words very carefully to be honest yet put it simply for her.
-Because I love him very much. That seemed to suffice the girl, and she beamed at him.
-I love ‘Gsy too! He plays paw patrol and I let him be Marshall.
She put her little hands on her hips, to demonstrate how good of a sister she was.
-That’s very nice of you.
-Yeah I know, and I'm Skye.
-Okay, so what's it gonna be, mum?-Eggsy asked his mother. He had made her mum a cup of tea as well as served a glass of the good wine they had, intending to get her to calm down and not literally kick his boyfriend out of the house into the snow.
-I don't know, love, I am gonna need some time to assimilate all this.
-Well, then better do it fast, because he is not leaving anytime soon.
-Eggsy, please…
-Listen, I know you're going to love him when you get to know him. I just know. he's so intelligent and charming and polite, he's every mom's dream son-in-law.
Michelle sighed and drank the rest of the tea.
-Let me invite him to Christmas lunch tomorrow.
- You know we're going to nana's house first thing tomorrow, right…?
-Yes yes, I know, please, let me. You see how he behaves, it'll be fine.
-Hun, all your aunts, and uncles will be there too, you know.
-Oh, who cares, uncle Jenson would call me names even if I wasn't bringing a man with me.
-He doesn't call you names, hun, he's… old school, I guess.
-He’s a bigot, and you know it-before his mother could reply he said- It doesn't matter, please let me invite him. I’m sure he’ll like to come.
-Okay- Michelle resigned- he can come if he wants.
-Thank you, mum, thank you so much. You won't regret it one bit, I promise-he kissed her mum on the cheek and carried the dirty cups to the sink.- I'm gonna tell him now.
-Well, hold on, young man, you better go clean that fucking mess on the carpet before your sister gets on it.
Michelle got up and went to the living room and followed her. Harry stood up as she entered.
-Miss Unwin, I am terribly sorry for what happened, I would happily pay for what broke…
-oh, shut up, it was all cheap stuff, sit down, now.
he complied and endured in silence the cold stare she directed him. Daisy had climbed onto her lap.
-I have no words to convey how ashamed am of this situation, miss Unwin.
-There's no need to "Miss" me, just call me Michelle. And how am I supposed to call you, by the way?
-My name is Harry hart.
-He knows Santa, mum!-Daisy claimed cheerfully, but covered her mouth and looked at Harry with kind of guilty eyes.
-I bet he does, Luv…-she turned her head back to harry- how do you feel more my son, Harry?
The question took him by surprise, but he was already composed enough not to let it show.
-I care for him very, very deeply.
-¿Do you really?
he waited one second and replied softly:
-He's the most important person I have in my life. I would happily go to hell and back if he asked me to.
He didn't know Eggsy was listening half hidden in the hallway, with one hand on the broom handle and one on his mouth, trying not to sob. He knew Harry loved him, he had told him on multiple occasions, but hearing him say it to the other most important person in his life was different.
-You could say you love him, don't you?-Michelle continued
-Absolutely, with every fiber of my being.
-good, because he and his sister are the most precious things I have in the world. Don't take this as a threat, but if you want to be a part of this family you better make my son the happiest he'd ever been.
-I would gladly dedicate the rest of my living days to doing that, Michelle.
-Good, just so we’re on the same page. By the way, assuming you have no plans for tomorrow, you’re invited to our family Christmas lunch. Will you be able to make it?
Harry froze at the proposition. It was already rushed enough the way he met Eggsy's mother, and if he went to lunch he would be facing the rest of Eggsy's extended family, and their opinion and critics about him and his relationship with the boy. That was too sudden.
From the other side of the room, Eggsy signaled to make him look. He mouthed a silent “please” and pressed his hands together. Harry caught a glimpse of him and made up his mind.
-It would be an absolute pleasure to join you and your family for lunch, Michelle-he replied softly but firmly, and Eggsy jumped softly in the hallway in celebration.
-Good. We're leaving at nine o'clock tomorrow- Michelle looked at her watch and sighed- well, I guess I need to take this one back to be or she is gonna be moody as hell all day tomorrow.
-harry's staying for the night, right?-eggs said from a distance.
they both turned their heads at him.
-well, I mean.. because it's still snowing and freezing as fuck outside, and so he can leave with us in the morning.
Michelle was now staring at his son like when he was eight and kept asking for a new videogame, but with a softer expression.
-So… Can he stay?
-For heaven's sake, you're both grown-ass adults, do what you want, son. just make sure you lock the door so Daisy doesn't come running inside in the morning.
Eggsy grew a bit red and beamed, which Harry thought was absolutely adorable. Michelle left with Daisy clinging to her arms, she kissed her brother on the cheek and waved Harry goodbye.
before she went up the stairs Michelle yelled
-And better clean that shit before you go to bed, you too!
Eggsy snorted and looked brightly at Harry, and went to sit by his side. Harry automatically put an arm around his shoulder and kissed the top of his head.
-Was she too tough with you?- Eggsy asked
-Well, the feeling that I'm left with is that if I break your heart or hurt you in any way, the next balls she’ll be hanging on the Christmas tree will be mine. Apart from that, it sounded pretty promising.
Eggsy laughed and hid his face in the curve of his neck.
-She’s harmless, I swear. She's like a momma bear with her cub, but she’s fine.
-By the whole interrogation she put me through, it looked like she was putting me on trial to see if I was worthy of taking her firstborn's hand and innocence.
-oh, honey, what is left of my innocence at this point?
Eggsy smiled cheekily at him and leaned in for a kiss. He started with an innocent peck on the corner of the lips and cheek and then went in for a full-with-tongue-loving kiss. Harry let him take the lead for several moments before pushing him away gently with a hand on his chest.
-We have a mess to pick up before we make another one, dear.
Eggsy laughed out loud and stole the last kiss. They quickly cleaned as silently as they could and swept into the young man's bedroom. Eggsy threw out his clothes on a pile on a chair and waited, giggling, at Harry to fold all his clothes neatly.
-I am never gonna get tired of how much of a fucking net freak you are.
-One of us has to be Harry answered- with all you've shoved under the bed I don't understand how you've not lost your dog already.
JB jumped from the piles of clothes that were on the chair onto Eggsy's trouser-less lap. He leaned back and the dog moved to sleep on his stomach until Harry gently pushed him aside.
-sorry, JB but this is my spot- he got into bed with eggs and wrapped his waist with both arms. Eggsy kissed his boyfriend's forehead and made space for him to nuzzle his neck.
-You're not nervous, aren't you?- Harry looked up at him about tomorrow. meeting the older folks and all.
-A little bit, I must confess. I know it's very likely that the first impression of me, of us together is gonna be rather striking- Harry looked at him in the eyes- yes, I am worried indeed.
Eggsy captured his boyfriend's chin to keep his face in front of him.
-Harry, please, hear me out. they're gonna swoon at you, they just will. And even if they don't care for what we have, well it sucks for them, because I don't care about anyone else's opinion. I want to be with you more than anything, and this thing you're doing means the world to me.
Harry looked at him deeply. He didn't have his eyepatch anymore, the sacar partially hid away the empty eye socket. Eggsy kissed him lightly on the scarred tissue and whispered.
-I wouldn't trade this for anything, Harry.
Harry leaned in and laid on top of him to pin him against the mattress.
-I am such a lucky old fucker- he slipped his hands under Eggsy's back down to his boxers. He made a trail with his nails over the fabric. Eggsy moaned in his mouth and moved to make room for Harry to lay between his legs. when doing so, the mattress crept under their weight.
-Well, this may get kind of noisy.
-If the bed does not collapse under your fat ass.
-You're one to talk about fat ass-harry pinched Eggsy buttcheek and made him flinch in surprise- this mattress is already tiny as it is, I'm surprised it fits two men and a dog.
-Hey, it was fine before your long butt legs got in!
Harry snorted and kissed him softly on the neck before accommodating to drift to sleep.
-You know the door is locked, right?
-Really?
-Uh-huh- Eggsy brushed Harry's chest with his fingernails and trailed his way down to his belly-and did I mention I have been a good boy this year?
-Darling, I don't think it's a good idea.
-C'mon, it will be fine. Dais must be asleep already and mum is down like a log after tea and wine. Besides, it's still storming outside, no one will hear anything.
harry sighed but he didn't shove Eggsy's hand away
-There is something very… personal about doing it on your childhood bed, though.
-Well if that’s the big deal, I already blew you on your childhood bed, remember? You may as well return the favor.
Harry looked at him with a certain spark in his gaze, and Eggsy grinned back.
-I would be very much pleased if you sir agreed to fuck the last innocence out of my bed.
-You devil- Harry proceeded to attack Eggsy’s neck with kisses and slowly made his way to the collarbone and pec. He brushed his nipple with his nose and captured it between his lips.
-Oh, shit- Eggys let out a slight moan but Harry covered his mouth with his hand.
-Shush, love, don’t make a sound with that pretty mouth of yours…
Harry kept on kissing the hair trail on Eggys stomach, until the elastic of his boxer, all while keeping his hand over the boy's mouth. He slipped him off the underwear and placed himself between his thighs. He started kissing his way up the inner thigh up to his groin. He grabbed his dick unceremoniously and started digging a finger between the but cheeks.
-Jesus fuck, Harry…- Eggsy grabbed the sides of the pillow and pus¡hed his hips upwards.
-I said quietly, my boy- Harry teased the tip with his tongue and then took him whole in his mouth.
-Oh goodness, oh fucking shit- Eggsy whispered as low as he could digging one hand into Harry's hair to guide his movements. Harry kept going tirelessly for a while and eggs thought he might just come like this until Harry let him free and went up to whisper in his ear.
-Turn around, and tell me at once where you keep protection.
-Oh mister Hart... I thought you had come prepared.
-Darling, I'm always prepared when I come. This was a charming surprise nonetheless.
Eggsy smiled at him in the dark and went to fetch a condom. A few moments later he was being pinned down to the bed with Harry holding his head in place by the hair. He hoped the pillow muted his moans but in reality, he cared less and less as Harry pounded his ass over and over. When they finished, thunder resounded in the street outside. They stayed together back to the chest for a moment before Harry pulled out carefully and caressed and kissed his boy's back as aftercare, as well as a couple of butt rubs.
-You’re absolutely precious like this, my boy.
Eggsy turned to hide his face in his shoulder nuzzled there.
-I fucking love you so much, dammit.
-I love you too, dear.
They cuddled until they fell asleep in the warmth of his bed, like a quiet calm oasis amidst the cold winter night.