Christmas. The day everyone loves. Especially you and Simon.. this specific Christmas will be your first Christmas in your new house when you moved in with your Boyfriend.

The fireplace warming up the living room and making a cozy and loving atmosphere, the cold snow outside reaching your kneecaps yet you are safe and warm inside the house... And in your boyfriend's arms.

While cuddling on the couch, he suddenly gave you a small box. Beaming with excitement, you open it.. to a golden handcuff bracelet.

Both of you laugh at the implication, having fucked up humor. Although, jokes aside, it was gorgeous.

Then, you reach under the couch's pillow and pull out his gift! In wrapping paper and a bow.

"Luv, you didn't have to.." Simon muttered, his tone fond and affectionate.

He unwrapped his gift.. to see.. a plushie version of himself?! There was a card as well that read "Simon Jr"

He bursted out laughing, holding his little replica in his arms and smiling at you.

"Is this our son now?" He teased.