The Christmas Party

You're All That I Need Underneath The Tree

We woke abruptly to my nieces screaming and running down the hallway, proclaiming it was Christmas and Santa had visited the house and we all had to get up immediately and open presents.

"Merry Christmas," I said, laughing at our alarm. I'd been exposed to this for the last eight of so years, when Yeji was old enough to understand the concept of Christmas, so I wasn't bothered by the raucous screams at six am. Jennie, however, was jarred from her sleep and though initially disgruntled at the sudden wake up, began laughing.

"Merry Christmas, babe. I suppose that's one way to wake up."

"It's the only way to wake up on Christmas."

We fell back into bed giggling, our eyes still blurry with sleep. Jennie nuzzled close to me and kissed my chest, our naked bodies pressed close together. I sighed, cherishing Jennie's warm skin on mine. I ran my hands up and down her sides, tracing the curves from her ribs to her hips, the soft skin gliding under my finger tips like I was running my hands over a sculpted Aphrodite.

"How did you sleep?" I murmured, admiring the soft skin on Jennie's stomach.

"I don't think I've ever had a better night's sleep. How did you sleep?"

"I have to agree with that."

"I suppose we have to do that more often so we're both well rested."

"Oh darn," I joked. "What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't relieve all of your stress before work?"

Jennie giggled. "How was last night for you?"

"One of the best nights of my life. Easily."

"Really?"

"Really." I kissed her head. "And you? Better than Jongin?"

Jennie laughed. "Much better than Jongin. I never orgasmed once with him."

"You're joking."

"I wish I was."

"Merry Christmas to you then?" I laughed, unsure how to feel knowing I was superior to that smug asshole and also feeling just so sorry that Jennie had spent all that time in such an absolutely shitty relationship.

"Oh yes, Merry Christmas indeed. Last night was literally incredible. You have no idea."

"I think I have some idea, like, an educated guess based on what I heard from you."

Jennie buried her head in my chest and although I couldn't see her face, I imagined it covered in an intense blush.

"You're horrible," she said.

"I think I'm pretty good actually." Jennie shook her head and I began to giggle and hugged her against my chest. "Can I ask you something?"

Jennie peaked up at me. "What?"

"Have you ever slept with a woman?"

"Once in college, but I was blackout drunk and I don't remember anything."

"Interesting."

"Why? Was it horrible?"

I laughed. "I already told you it was fantastic. No, I was just curious because you were amazing."

Jennie smiled, lifted herself to kiss me, and told me she loved me.

"I love you too. I don't know if we're crazy for saying it after such a short amount of time, but I really do love you; I've never felt like this about anyone."

"I don't think we're crazy. I never loved Jongin and I never told him I did, even after a year of dating. I never told anyone else before him either. But I didn't hesitate to tell you because I just knew."