Carlos shuffles confidently in the living room, leaning against the door frame in front of the sparkling ornamented tree. "Hey babe, happy holidays yeah?" the man says slyly, tilting his head at your reaction. Carlos' muscular arms were laced with red ribbons and green bows, his hair ruffled and messy from running his hands through it too often. His lean figure showed off for you to see beneath the colors that adorned his own skin.

He had come up with the genius idea to wrap himself up for Christmas under your tree. Of course he knew what you wanted; you were his partner, and he was your lover. What better gift to give than himself?