It's beginning to look like Christmas

[afabulouskilljoy]

"C'mon, cheer is required." Poison gets hold of Jack and pulls a hat down on his head. Poison is still in his pajama pants, featuring northern animals - moose, polar bears, walruses, foxes - and pine trees. He's also got a long-sleeved black t-shirt with a snowflake on it and some fuzzy-as-hell socks because he refuses to let the sadness of the past several months keep him down.

He can't. Girl wouldn't want him to do that, and he's damned sure that Jillie would want Jack to try to be okay, and Poison has been trying to keep them both afloat. He won't stop trying.

"I got most of the boxes in the living room, we can start decorating there."

It's not even Thanksgiving yet, but Poison doesn't care. It's getting colder and the nights are getting longer and he wants brightness and color.

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[afabulouskilljoy]

"Yeah, I heard. Well, I sort of heard." Kavinsky got snappy when he was stressed - more so than usual - so Poison had done what he could to glean what was going on.

Poison passes up a string of lights, and he lets his hand rest on Jack's thigh as he does.

"Whatever, I'm gonna wear holiday stuff to the studio starting tomorrow and I'm gonna do it until you peel me out of it and hide all my shit after New Year's."

[rockabillyboy]

"You know I love peeling you out of things," he says, grinning down at Poison. They're not really having sex as much as they used to, because everything's been heavy for so long, but Jack's got faith they'll get back to it. "The flimsier the better."

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison just grins and leans close to kiss Jack's hip, just because he can. "Now you're just tempting me to go find Christmas lingerie. Bet then you'd be in the spirit," he teases, peering up at Jack with bright eyes.

[rockabillyboy]

"Red and white like Santa?" asks Jack, glancing down at him. "I think you'd make a great slutty Santa." He grins broadly.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison grins up at Jack and squeezes his leg. "Yeah? The real question is, do I wear a beard or not?" he teases.

He can't really grow facial hair to save his life, so he always shaves. But he could totally find a fake one. And that just looks ridiculous when he tries to picture it in his head. Especially if he's in lingerie.

"Maybe I can find some cute panties with mistletoe on them."

[rockabillyboy]

"I'd rather full make-up if I'm honest. I can take or leave a beard." He leans down from where he's perched on the chair to drop a kiss into Poison's red hair. "Mistletoe panties might work, though. At least I'll know where to kiss, right?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

He kisses Jack's hip. "I think you know where to kiss regardless, but directions never hurt." He grins against Jack's pants and nuzzles close.

"I mean, I probably have stuff from last year, even, that you haven't seen yet. But maybe I'll have to do a surprise Christmas Eve. Or... on our honeymoon?" He peers up at Jack again.

[rockabillyboy]

"Kagura will be open again, won't it?" says Jack, tousling his fingers into Poison's hair. "Get it done at City Hall and then head up there for a few nights?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Yeah, exactly." Poison smiles up at him, chin resting against Jack's thigh. "I'm down for a winter wedding."

He shivers just thinking about it. It's going to be real. It's going to be them and he's sad that Girl and Jillie won't be here for it, but he also knows that they'd be happy for them, wherever they are.