There's a totally cliche high school party going on next door with loud music and drinking and smoking weed and I'm here playing fortnite and writing fanfiction

Literally even my mom is there and she's texting me telling me every time she sees one of my old elementary school friends high or drunk I'm such a loser I love it

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"And then Santa comes and put presents under the tree for me?" Gee asked.

"Yeah, you've been such a good boy you get so many nice presents," I said.

I tucked him into bed, kissing his forehead.

"Daddy, it's cold in here," he said.

"Alright, I'll turn the heat up," I said. "You just need to get some sleep now."

"I can't, Daddy, I'm too excited," he said.

He kicked the blanket off, getting up to go run around the house. I sighed, letting himself tire himself out. Soon he fell asleep right on the living room floor. I smiled, carrying him upstairs. I tucked him into bed and went to my bedroom, quickly falling asleep.

The next morning I could hear screaming all around my house. I yawned, burying my face into the pillow. Gee came and jumped on my bed, accidentally jumping on me multiple times. He shrieked, pulling the blanket off me.

"Santa came!" Gee screamed.

He tried pulling me out of bed and I groaned. I stood up and smiled when I saw his Christmas nightgown, which matched my own Christmas pajamas. We went downstairs and I smiled at the presents underneath the tree.

"Daddy, what are the boxes?" Gee asked.

"These are presents," I said.

I handed him a box, helping him open it. Gee screamed when he saw the toy blocks inside. Jamia walked in and smiled.

"Jesus, I could hear the screaming from down the street," she said.

"Gee is excited," I said. "You wanna help us open gifts?"

She smiled and nodded, sitting beside us. I looked at her reindeer pajama pants and plain t-shirt as I smiled.

"Cute pajamas," I said.

She smiled, picking up a box.

"Are these all for him?" She asked as she handed it to him.

"Yeah, Santa got them for him," I said.

"That's adorable," Jamia said.

Gee screamed practically every single time he opened a present. I went into the kitchen, going to make some pancakes. The other two came in and Gee wanted to put on the new dress I got for him. Jamia helped him change into it and I smiled as I watched them. He had on a pink and white dress with so many ruffles and bows it almost seemed absurd.

"This is a nice dress, it looks a little out of your price range, though," he remarked.

"Yeah, my parents kinda picked it out and helped to pay for most of it," I said.

"It looks adorable," Jamia said, kissing his cheek.

I cooked for us before we all sat around the table.

"I want you to be very careful, Gee, I don't want you getting the dress dirty," I said.

Gee nodded, pouring half a bottle of syrup on his plate.

"Daddy, I'm thirsty," Gee said.

I went up, pouring him a sippy cup of juice.

"What do you want, Mia?" I asked.

"Coffee," she said.

I smiled, pouring both of us coffee. I put creamer and milk in hers, knowing exactly how she likes it.

"Mia, what's on your pants?" Gee asked.

"Reindeer," she said.

"I don't understand," Gee mumbled.

I smiled, eating happily.

"Frank, I've got most of your next tour planned," she said. "Are you really going through with keeping the baby."

I nodded and she reached across the table to hold my hand.

"You're gonna be an amazing father," she said.

I smiled, watching the way Gee walked over. He stood next to me, looking at my plate before he looked at me then back at my plate. He took the pancake off my plate and sat back down, putting it on his plate.

"You don't take food off of people's plates, Gee," I said.

"Hungwy," he said innocently.

He finished eating and ran back to play with his toys. I sighed quietly when Jamia got up and started doing the dishes.

"Oh no, Mia," I said. "You don't do my dishes."

"It's fine," she said.

I shook my head, taking the dishes from her hands. I washed them and Mia grabbed a towel to dry.

"I'm glad we live so close to each other now," I said. "Now you're right near me whenever we need each other."

She smiled over at me and I could feel my heart flutter slightly. I frowned, looking down.

"So, d-do you have any plans for Christmas?" I asked.

"No, my parents are on vacation and my sister is with her husband and Evan is just staying at home," she said.

"Great, you'll get to celebrate Christmas with us then," I said. "I didn't really have anything planned for today, just the presents."

"Well, I'm sure we can all have fun," she said.

I smiled and we finished washing the dishes. She sat on the couch to watch Gee play on the floor while I went to my room. I grabbed the little gift off my nightstand and smiled as I went down and handed it to Jamia.

"Y-you got me a gift?" She asked.

"No, Santa got it for you," Gee said.

"Yeah, this isn't from me, this is from Santa," I said.

Jamia pulled the lid off the the small, slim red box with the white ribbon on it.

"Oh, Frank," she sighed.

She pulled out the necklace, a sterling silver chain with two little intertwined hearts at the end, the small heart lined with tiny little diamonds.

"Oh, it's beautiful," she muttered.

"You like it?" I asked.

"I love it, Frank," she said. "It...it must've cost you too much."

"No, no," I denied. "Here, let me put it on you."

Jamia turned her back to me and I put it on her, my fingers brushing over her neck.

"It looks good," I said.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Gee exclaimed. "I have to go potty!"

"Then just go potty, sweetheart," I said with a small chuckle.

Gee ran to the kitchen upstairs.

"Frank, this is beautiful," she whispered, her eyes watering.

"Mia, Mia, what's wrong?" I asked, caressing her cheek.

"N-nothing," she whimpered, sniffling quietly.

"It looks beautiful on you," I said.

"No one has ever gotten me something this thoughtful before," she muttered.

I gently wiped away the tears off her cheeks with my thumbs.

"Oh god, now my present sucks so much more now," she muttered.

"No, I'm sure it doesn't, I'm sure it's amazing," I said.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a little flat square wrapped up in Christmas wrapping paper. I opened it and smiled when I saw the album.

"I-Is this a limited edition Walk Among Us vinyl?" I asked.

"It's colored," she said.

I pulled out the record and smiled when I saw it was pink.

"And look closer at the cover," she said.

I looked at the bottom left corner and gasped.

"It's autographed?" I asked. "Mia, this is amazing."

"Really?" She asked.

"Yeah, maybe I'll even, like, frame it and put it on the wall," I said. "Oh, this is amazing, thank you so much."

I smiled, kissing her cheek. I held her hand as I looked the cover over.

"Daddy, do you think my dress is pretty?" Gee asked as he walked down the stairs.

"You look like a beautiful princess," I said.

Gee giggled and sat in my lap.

"Maybe I'll make some lasagna for dinner tonight," Jamia suggested.

"Oh, that sounds perfect," I said.

"Play blocks," Gee said, tugging on my hand.

I smiled and sat down with him on the ground. We played with his blocks together, they were the wooden cube ones that were colorful and had letters on them. We built a tower together, trying to make it as tall as possible.

"Mia, you play," Gee said.

Jamia smiled and we tried to build a castle together. Gee spent hours just running around until he went down for his nap. I tucked him into his bed before I went downstairs. Jamia was cleaning up wrapping paper and I smiled as I helped her

"So, I think that depending on how long the tour is I might get the baby stuff before we go," I said. "I'm gonna need, like, the crib and the diapers and baby formula, those kinds of things. I've been reading baby books, trying to get ready for my son."

"You know what name I like?" Jamia asked. "If I had a boy then I think I would want to name him Miles."

"Miles," I muttered. "I like it."

"Y-you do?" Jamia asked.

"Yeah, I think it's really cute," I said. "Maybe I would have my own little Miles."

Jamia smiled, holding my hand.

"It's adorable," I said.

I sat down with her on the couch, turning on the tv.

"Mia, d-do you think I'm really helping Gee by having him live with me?" I asked quietly. "Sometimes I feel like I'm not really doing him any good."

"Gee spent his whole life locked in an empty room," Jamia said. "You gave him Christmas and Halloween and Thanksgiving and you gave him pancakes and clothes and toys. He loves you, Frank. If it weren't for you he would still be the same boy that he was before, he was just scared and quiet. Remember how scared he was? He was terrified of everyone and everything. But you made it so he is happy and excited about experiencing new things in his life."

"Thank you," I said. "Sometimes I feel like he really would be better off in that group home."

"Gee wouldn't be better off in a house full of other people with nurses that aren't able to give him their full attention," she said. "He needs you to be able to give him this one on one time."

I nodded and she went to the kitchen to start cooking. I helped her when Gee woke up and went back to running around playing. Soon enough it was starting to get late as we ate dinner. Gee was falling asleep at the table, slowly falling asleep while he ate. I took his plate away and Gee cried, suddenly wide awake.

I gave him his plate back and he took a few bites before he started falling asleep again, his hand constantly dipping down. I pulled the plate away and he started crying again. Finally he fell asleep while eating, his head in his lasagna. Jamia helped me clean him up and carry him upstairs. I took off his dress and she gently hung it up in the closet I changed Gee into his pajamas and tucked him into bed.

"Thanks for having me over," Jamia said when we left the room.

"Of course, do you wanna stay the night?" I asked. "We can watch Christmas movies.

Jamia smiled and we cuddled up on the couch as we watched movies. The two of us eventually fell asleep, cuddled up together.