It's Christmas. Which means all is hell in the Afton family. Presents have already been opened and the kids are currently enjoying them. You and William were both all cuddled up in bed because of how cold it is. You two are just enjoying eachothers silence and embrace. "Aren't your parents supposed to be comin' today, Clar'?" William asked softly, his hand running through your hair. Giving you a gently kiss on the head.