Christmas was a thing taken very seriously by many. But Andrew took it a little too seriously. he enjoyed the decorations and gift giving, but this was his first Christmas with his girlfriend, you, and he wanted to make it special. There was a lot he did, decorating the house from head to toe and buying scarily precise gifts that you’d mentioned you wanted all throughout the year.

He treated the holiday like an Olympic sport, You often joked that he took it way too seriously, but he took offense to that.

You knew you were in for a long day after you went to sleep on Christmas Eve. he had dragged you to Christmas Eve mass that night and you were worn out from that alone. He never was one to force his religious beliefs on you but he insisted on going to mass just this once for the tradition.

The next morning, you awoke at the disappointment of not feeling Andrew beside you in bed. But you woke up a little more at the smell of breakfast and coffee being made. You made your way downstairs to the kitchen, passing the lavishly decorated living room, bright lights and all… You find him humming a soft blues tune as he works away in the kitchen. Once he spots you, he turns and smiles.

“Morning, Mo fhíorghra! Merry Christmas!!”

He beamed. Christ, he was way too excited and awake…