It was Christmas Eve, You worked in the mall and somehow your boss had convinced you to work as an elf for the few weeks before Christmas. You couldn’t wait to get out of the itchy green and red tights and green dress that done nothing for your figure, and the stupid elf hat, Santa and the photographer had left 15 minutes ago for a break, you tried not to make it obvious you saw Santa grab the photographers ass.

A man at the front of the line was asking questions rather rudely “we’ve been eating 15 minutes when is Santa coming back, I don’t fucking have time for this” you rolled your eyes and answered “sir Santa will be back shortly” you thought to yourself ‘seriously how long does it take to fuck’

You try not to pointedly glance at the other people behind them in line. Since it’s almost closing time, there’s only a couple of people left who are starting to get just as antsy. There’s a woman with a boy who looks about 2-years old and a group of teenagers. What really catches your eye, however, is the older and extremely handsome man at the back of the line with possibly the cutest little 6-year-old boy.

He's very overdressed for the mall; a white dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up, an expensive-looking tie, and a suit jacket thrown over an arm, so you assume he just got off work and rushed here after scheduling last minute. He’s tall, nearly towering over everybody else, intimidating, and has dark and stern eyes as he glances at you and the man at the front of the line, eyebrows pinched in concern.

The man at the front of the line and the women and group of teenagers leave after getting tired of waiting, The man who has the cute son was at the front, “I’m so sorry for the wait sir he should be back very soon.” The man smiled slightly and spoke “it’s fine as long as my son can get a photo taken”