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“We didn’t use your supplies, Sammy,” he teased.
Sam coughed. “I — Did you... Do you want — I thought... I didn’t...”
Maddison laughed, “I’m just kidding, Sammy. You should have seen your face.”
Sam growled and pinched Maddison’s side, which then evolved into a tickle fight that Maddison quickly lost.
“Okay, okay. Enough.” Maddison giggled and gasped. “You won.”
He got a cocky smirk for his trouble and god, Maddison couldn’t help but kiss him again. “Maybe next time, Sammy. When we’re both ready.”
“That sounds good. Next time.” Sam pressed a kiss on his forehead. “Should we nap? Or do you want to continue watching movies?”
“As long as Sammy doesn’t jump me again,” he sing-songed.
“You did it first, dork,” Sam said as he grabbed the laptop that was hanging precariously on the edge of the bed. They didn’t even remember to move it to a safer place before they started attacking each other.
After choosing a movie, they snuggled close, not bothered by their nakedness although in Maddison’s mind he was thinking of frogs, granny underwears, and yucky mud so he didn’t accidentally get a hard-on especially with how close he was to Sam and his dick was lightly pressed to the side of Sam’s hip.
Sam apparently didn’t mind when Maddison moved and felt Sam’s dick resting hard between his thighs, and he didn’t mind when it was Maddison’s hand that reached down to grasp and jerked them off as they kissed and licked at each other. At least this time they remembered to move the laptop on the floor before they got too carried away.
And if it was all they did on Christmas Day, then it’s nobody’s business but theirs, because finally, finally, they had each other and they were not letting go.
Epilogue
Maddison was locking up the gallery’s main entrance when he felt strong arms wrapping around his waist, and he leaned back on the broad chest as Sam kissed his temple hello. He smiled and turned, meeting Sam’s lips for a quick kiss.
“Hi.”
Sam grinned. “Hi. Ready to go?”
“Yes.”
Sam took his hand and together they walked to the train station, heading to their old high school — Hillwood — to support the boys volleyball team in their first home game of the school year. Even after ten years after they graduated high school, Sam and Maddison made it a point to go to at least a few of their games. Sam had made it to professional volleyball, and was making it a goal to join the national team eventually. He traveled a lot because of it, but he made sure to come home every week to their townhouse to be with Maddison and Mr. Socks, their calico cat.
Maddison owned an art gallery in the middle of the city, hosting local artists for art shows, holding workshops, and sometimes having his own shows for a new collection. He loved what he did and it was surprisingly lucrative despite how much he doubted it to be when he was starting. He even let Richard have shows in there as well. He was happy to have maintained friendship with him and Tan after all these years.
“How’s your day?” Sam asked.
“It was fine. I got a call from Mr. Collins asking for a piece I had from my previous collection. Said he was redecorating and my painting would look great right on top of his toilet,” Maddison grumbled, even though he knew Mr. Collins liked his art just fine.
Sam laughed, “As long as he was paying.”
“Yeah, I’m charging him three times higher than usual just for that quip,” Maddison grinned. “How’s your day?”
“Great. It was boring without you at home.”
Sam had his day off and was staying home all day with Mr. Socks. He was probably reviewing old volleyball games, ever so dedicated to his craft even on his rest days.
“I cooked lasagna, by the way. It’s in the fridge and we can heat it up when we get home.”
“Is it any good?”
“Of course it is.”
“We can always order takeout if it turns out awful,” Maddison teased, earning a pinch on his cheek. Sam was good at cooking, and most often it was Maddison who ruined meals, but he was trying his best.
It took Maddison a while to believe that Sam loved him back, and that they were actually dating. When they told their families, they all laughed and asked them what took so long, and that they already knew that the two of them would eventually end up together. It made Maddison realize that maybe, after all, they really were meant to be.
