Innocence

Nine

"Guilty of nothing,
But geography"
-Birds

December 25th, 2016
"Merry Christmas, Jonny Boy!"

Chris nearly dragged poor Jonny out of bed, he was so excited. The guitarist chuckled at his boyfriend's childish behavior. "I can't sleep for another hour?" He whined.

"It's Christmas! Sleep in some other time!"

Jonny groaned and playfully rolled his eyes. Chris giggled and kissed his lips. "You love me," he said.

"You're lucky I do, or I'd be back in bed by now."

Chris grinned, and showed Jonny the adorable gap in his two front teeth. "Come on! Open your presents first!" He insisted.

The younger man, still clad only in a gray t-shirt and boxers, sat on the recliner in his living room (as they were spending Christmas in London this year). He smiled as Chris brought for him his gift, before sitting on his lap.

"Go on, unwrap it."

Jonny began unwrapping the present, and smiled when he opened the box. Inside was a jersey of his favorite football player, a new football (since Will had accidentally flattened his other one by kicking it too hard), a pair of sweatpants, and a tea mug that said "WORLD'S BEST BOYFRIEND" on the side of it.

"You're a cheesy bloke, you know that?" Jonny teased.

"Oh, you don't love it?"

Jonny chuckled, and grabbed Chris, pressing their lips together. "I love it, Chris. All of it. Thank you so much, for everything. For the gifts, for choosing to spend Christmas with me instead of your kids, for being my boyfriend, all of it."

Chris embraced Jonny, burying his face in his chest. He took in his boyfriend's scent. He smelled of sex and after shave, and Chris rubbed his hand on the man's cheek, feeling the light stubble of Jonny's beard. "I love you, Jonny," he said, his face still buried in Jonny's chest.

"I love you, too." Jonny took a deep breath, and Chris looked at him curiously.

"What's wrong, babe?" He asked.

Jonny sighed. "Nothing." He forced a smile. "Open the the gift I got you, Chris."

Chris shook his head. "Not until you tell me what's wrong."

Jonny chuckled at his boyfriend's stubbornness. "Well, I want to tell my folks about us," he said. "I... I know I should've done it earlier, but... I was afraid of what they'd say. Plus, we haven't told our kids yet, and I didn't know how that'd be perceived..."

Chris smiled and pulled him in close again. "It's ok, J. I understand. Telling my family was terrifying." Jonny nodded. "I'm here for you, J. You know I'll love you no matter what."

Jonny nodded again. "I know, love."

Chris sighed. "I'll be here for you, love." He pressed himself into Jonny again, and rubbing his fingers over Jonny's head, where there had once been full, curly blonde locks, and where there was now only stubble.

"I love you, Chris." Jonny ran his hands up Chris' back, and the singer melted into his touch. He brought his hands back down again, and rested them on Chris' arse.

"Jonny, it's not even seven in the morning!" Chris teased. "Can't you wait until later?"

Jonny chuckled. "Hardly."

Chris rolled his eyes playfully. "Come on, I'll make some tea."

"Aw, but you haven't opened my gift yet!" Jonny whined.