A/N the title is a quote from one of my favorite Christmas movies, Christmas Vacation. Based on some real events in my family. Which means y/n will have a lot of my qualities. Hope that's okay with you guys. Enjoy

"You ready?" Cisco asked you, unbuckling his seatbelt.

"I guess" you sighed. Any time spent with your family was pretty miserable, but Christmas was the worst. No one could get along.

"Hey," Cisco grabbed your hand, "it's gonna be okay, pumpkin" he kissed you on the cheek. You both got out of the car and went up to the front door of your maternal aunt's house. You rang the doorbell and hoped that your paternal aunt wouldn't be there.

"Hey, (y/n)! Cisco. Come on in." Your cousin Andy said.

"Merry Christmas, Andy." You said, giving him a hug.

"Hey, Andy," Cisco said. "Have you seen Rouge One yet?" You let the nerds continue their conversation. You were scared to not have Cisco by your side the whole time, but you two had come up with a safe word. If something happened to upset you and you needed Cisco or wanted to leave, you would ask him if he wanted hot chocolate.

"(Y/N), hi, (y/n/n)!" Your maternal aunt, Leslie, hugged you.

You saw your paternal aunt in the corner, staring, not even bothering to greet you.

"How is your new job?" Aunt Leslie asked.

"Oh, you got a real job?" Your paternal aunt, Debra, scoffed. She never believed in you. You played music and she thought you were nothing but a failure. And you believed it.

"Uh, yeah, I work in retail now" you didn't want to discuss it. This was your second attempt at a job. The last place you worked, your coworkers hated you and your boss abused you. And the whole place got shut down. You were happy with this new job, but you didn't know how long it would last.

"Oh okay. Sure it's not going to flop like the last one?"

You ignored her comment, trying to stay strong.

"Dinner is ready, everyone!" Aunt Leslie shouted.

Everyone gathered around the table and you sat next to Cisco. Everything was fine until your great uncle commented on your hair color.

"But what ever happened to normal colors?" He commented.

"This is the color I'm keeping it, Uncle Harold"

"What?!? But you used to have such beautiful hair!!" Your grandmother said.

"Not really. I hate my hair." You said pushing food around on your plate.

"Well it USED to be beautiful..." your grandmother said.

You felt Cisco give your thigh a reassuring squeeze under the table. Everything was okay for a while.

(THIS MIGHT BE TRIGGERING TO ED PROCEED WITH SELF CARE)

"The best way to lose weight is to push yourself away from the table." Your grandma said.

"That's not true. I know a lot of people that are fat that barely eat anything." Your dad said.

"Like me" you said.

The room was silent.

"so (y/n) you ever plan on doing anything with your life? Like college finally?" Your aunt Debra said.

"You know what, (y/n)?" Cisco glanced at his watch. "We're going to be late for hot chocolate with my parents. I didn't even notice the time. Nice to meet some of you. And see some of you again. Merry Christmas." Cisco took your hand and lead you outside to the car.

Once you sat down in the car you burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Cisco" you sniffled.

"For what, baby?" He asked pulling out of the driveway.

"For not being the girl you deserve"

"Sweetheart, I don't deserve you. You are the greatest girl in the world my, (y/n). Don't let what those horrible people say or think make you feel like you're less than amazing. I love you, my beautiful girl." He kissed you on the cheek and held your hand the whole way home.

"I bet your present would make you feel better" he said, handing you an envelope. You opened it.

"2 tickets to that band you never stop talking about. Merry Christmas, my sweet love"

"Cisco, I love you so much. What I got you isn't nearly as wonderful."

"Youre my gift, love bug. I love you so much"

(Y/n) Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night. 💕