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“Well, SOMEONE thought it’d be good to put candle holders and candles on the tree instead of lights…”

“Someone, hm?”

“Someone really stupid who didn’t realise trees today can’t handle candles.”

“Trees tend to be flammable.” Tim kissed Tommy’s cheek, “Why’d you cover it up?”

“Why do you assume it was me?” Tommy huffed, stirring faster.

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“A fire.” Tim echoed, raising an eyebrow, “A fire… involving the tree.”

“Yes, a fire involving the tree.” Tommy nodded, “I rescued all the presents. It’s just, you see, the christmas lights stopped working.”

“They do that sometimes.”

“Well, SOMEONE thought it’d be good to put candle holders and candles on the tree instead of lights…”

“Someone, hm?”

“Someone really stupid who didn’t realise trees today can’t handle candles.”

robinboystalker:

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“A fire.” Tim echoed, raising an eyebrow, “A fire… involving the tree.”

“Yes, a fire involving the tree.” Tommy nodded, “I rescued all the presents. It’s just, you see, the christmas lights stopped working.”

“They do that sometimes.”

“Well, SOMEONE thought it’d be good to put candle holders and candles on the tree instead of lights…”

robinboystalker:

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“Well, what do you want me to say? The tree’s the same as ever.”

“No it’s not. What happened?”

“Nothing happened!” 

“Not believing that.”

“Well,” Tommy said, stirring the pot of pasta, “There may have been a fire.”

“A fire.” Tim echoed, raising an eyebrow, “A fire… involving the tree.”

“Yes, a fire involving the tree.” Tommy nodded, “I rescued all the presents. It’s just, you see, the christmas lights stopped working.”

robinboystalker:

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“Well, what do you want me to say? The tree’s the same as ever.”

“No it’s not. What happened?”

“Nothing happened!” 

“Not believing that.”

“Well,” Tommy said, stirring the pot of pasta, “There may have been a fire.”

robinboystalker:

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“No I’m not.” He takes them and adds to the mixture, crushing them up.

“Completely are.”

“Well, what do you want me to say? The tree’s the same as ever.”

“No it’s not. What happened?”

“Nothing happened!” 

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“I’m not avoiding the subject. Can you hand me the pine nuts?” Points to the packet next to Tim as he sets about crushing more basil. 

Hands him the pine nuts, “Yes you are.”

“No I’m not.” He takes them and adds to the mixture, crushing them up.

“Completely are.”

“Well, what do you want me to say? The tree’s the same as ever.”

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“We can?” Tommy bounces and kisses Bart’s cheek back, before tugging him down the street, “I know!”

Giggles, nodding his head. “Yeah, we can. After.” Follows Tommy, smiling. “You know where we can go?”

“DO I EVER.” He swung their hands and pulled Bart along. 

It felt good to be just DOING things and he was finally feeling after this post ‘I was dead’ time that.. things were normal. Well, more normal. He’d stopped having as many nightmares, there wasn’t as many awkward silences and he was so … happy around everyone. It felt, really insanely good.