”Lou? Are you in there?” Jay said softly.
”Yeah, mum. You can come in.”
”Baby, what are you doing up here all by yourself? The girls want to start opening presents.”
”Just wanted to see if I could catch Harry before he left for his parents,” Louis confessed solemnly. “You know, before I left, Harry used to carry this piece of mistletoe around with him… like he would just keep it in his pocket and pull it out whenever he wanted a kiss. At the time I thought it was kind of silly and I’d push him away and laugh it off, but like, now I sort of wish I hadn’t? Like I really miss him mum.”
”I know, baby, I know you miss him.” Jay pulled Louis into her arms. “I’m sure he misses you, too.”
”Yeah, I just wish I had appreciated it y’know? All the effort,” Louis said, looking back down at his hands.
”Well how ‘bout you come help me and your sisters open some presents and then you can try giving him a ring again.”
”Yeah?” Louis looked up at his mum. “Okay, let me just get the rest of their presents and I’ll be down in a minute.”
Jay smiled and gave Louis a quick hug before padding out of the room.
”Alright you little monsters…” Louis started, carefully making his way down the stairs. Taking the final step into the living room, Louis’ movements were halted when the sound of a deep snicker captured his attention. Craning his neck around the stack of presents in his arms, Louis dropped everything the moment blue met green.
”Harry,” Louis whispered.
”Merry Christmas, Boobear,” Harry said with a wide smile, a piece of mistletoe hanging above his head.