Jason, your boyfriend, isn't the best when it comes to gifts. Whether that's receiving or giving. He prefers acts of service.

You wake up to a thump and some cursing from the living room. Looking over at the clock you see it's a minute before you usually wake up.

Walking out you see Jason in his suit patching up his arm with a med kit.

"Did I wake you?" He asks his helmet distorting his voice. "Sorry, wait...what time is it? Dammit I meant to make you breakfast in bed for Christmas."