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Louis jolts awake when he hears the door open, and his first instinct is to make sure he and Harry are completely covered which Harry is not due to the fact Louis stole all the blankets some time during the night. So he's quick to begin to covering Harry up, and his hand flies to his mouth telling the giddy kids to be quiet. "Lou Lou! Santa came!" Dani whispers excitedly, and Jackson is right behind her doing a funny dance that Louis assumes is out of pure excitement.

"I know!" Louis whispers knowing that if he burst the young kid's bubble of the idea of Father Christmas that Harry would no doubt never let him live it down. He would forever be known as the guy that broke Harry's niece and nephew's heart. Harry turns toward Louis burying his face in Louis' chest. "We'll be down extremely soon! Give us a few minutes."

Both kids nod running out of the room screaming about Santa, and from the screaming Harry jolts awake quickly going to cover himself. "What's happening?" He asks looking up at Louis who is propped up on his elbow looking at Harry.

"Merry Christmas, baby," Louis grins kissing Harry, and Harry sighs into this kiss his hand reaching up to scratch Louis stubble a little. "You're niece and nephew would like us downstairs immediately." Harry nods still refusing to move as he stares a little longer, Louis' eyes are always at their bluest when he first wakes up, and Harry feels like they need some appreciation this morning. That and he's like ninety percent sure that if he gets up he's going to split right in half.

Harry and Louis plop down in the love seat seeing they're the last to get up, both are dressed in red and green pajama bottoms, and Louis has a long sleeve shirt on that says 'Naughty or Nice? Better check the list twice.' Even after Harry begged him not to buy it and wear today he still did. "How was date night?" Bebe asks a smirk playing on her lips. Harry blushes shaking his head, and makes a mental note to not move too much. Harry and Louis are both very sore from their actions yesterday night, but Louis is more sore because Harry's got some nails on him and his chest and back are practically raw with red lines.

"I think they had fun," Jordy answers. "Harry still looks blissed out of his mind, and Louis has two hickies."

Jordy is right, Harry still wears a dazed, happy look on his face. His cheeks are some how still tinted in a blotchy red, and Louis looks proud of himself. He wears his hickies all too proudly if you ask Harry. Louis smiles and Harry blushes hiding his face in Louis' shoulder.

Anne looks up sighing, but still wears a smile. The kids begin to open their gifts first, and the adults decide to open their gifts after the children finish. Harry leans his head on Louis shoulder, watching kids open his gifts that he bought for them, and then them excitedly looking at their parents showing them what Santa got them. "I got you something else too," Harry says lowly to Louis. "It's more personal though so I don't know if you want to open it in front of everyone, or maybe open it when we get some alone time." Louis looks at Harry raising a brow, but Harry just kisses his cheek looking back at the kids.

Christmas Morning goes as expected, laughter, cheerful screams, and lots of teasing aimed at Louis and Harry. Especially when Harry moves and his face contorts into pure pain, and then Louis can't help to look at him with pride. Now the couple is upstairs exchanging their gifts for each other, and the only reason Louis is first to give his is because Harry is fifty percent sure his might piss Louis off. "Okay so I'm really bad at gift giving," Louis begins pulling out a medium sized bag. "And I had no idea what to get you because well you're hard to get gifts for. And After yesterday I feel like this isn't enough. So when we get home be prepared for a whole day of being locked in the bedroom with me."