I saw Dad kissing Santa

I saw Dad kissing Santa Claus. Under the mistletoe last night… I saw Dad kissing Santa Claus. Under the mistletoe last night… “Good night, Lily.” “Good night, sweetheart. Tomorrow is Christmas! The sooner you fall asleep today, the sooner Santa will be here,” Louis said with a smile, while Harry put their daughter to bed. Lily smiled and hugged her bear tighter. “Well, what are you still doing here? I’m going to sleep! Lily said cheekily, just like her father. The husbands looked at each other and laughed, but then they got up anyway. “Okay, good night. I love you,” they both said, kissed Lily on the cheeks, then turned around, turned off the light and closed the door behind them. Lily settled herself more comfortably in her crib and closed her eyes, only after an hour or so, worried about the gifts that Santa was going to bring her. She heard a rustle coming from below, and her smile widened. Santa! She quietly pushed away the blanket and, tiptoeing across her room, carefully left it and crept down the corridor. She heard a whisper, then a rustle, and was already sneaking down the stairs, but froze at what she found. …He didn’t see me sneaking around, Down the stairs to peek, He thought I was in my room. Upstairs, I’ve been asleep for a long time and I’m fast asleep… There was Dad hugging Santa Claus and kissing him under the mistletoe. They kissed the same way she saw Daddy kiss daddy sometimes, and her mouth opened, but she pressed her palm against him so as not to make a sound. Then she saw Santa ruffling Daddy’s curly hair, and he giggled. This is not right. As if it wasn’t already disgusting. …Then I saw that Dad was tickling Santa Claus Under his beard, so snow-white… Santa laughed and tickled him back until they both tickled each other. Lily frowned, why was her daddy kissing him? Is he going to marry Santa? What about Dad? They love each other. “I really have to go, mister. You know, there are still a lot of gifts to deliver. But thanks for the… hmm… “cookies” and maybe we’ll continue later,” Santa whispered in a low voice, to which Daddy smiled broadly in response and quickly kissed him on the lips again. “Anytime, Santa. Drive carefully. You know my number. Lily gasped again, but quickly closed her mouth when she heard what Dad said. “Is that you, Lily?” “but before Dad could reach the stairs, she was already upstairs, settled in her crib. Harry frowned and Santa followed him. “What happened? “It’s okay, I’ll go check on Lily. I’ll see you later, Santa,” Harry whispered and, giving him one last kiss on the lips, went upstairs. He frowned when he saw that the door was open, but when he looked into her room, he saw his daughter exactly where they had left her. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was slow, although Harry noticed a grin on her face. He smiled, unable to believe how big she had become. Lily was the tallest in her kindergarten class. Harry walked up to her and kissed her on the forehead. “Sweet dreams, sweetheart,” he whispered. And Harry didn’t even realize that his daughter was still awake, thinking about what she had just seen. He left the room and got into bed, where Louis eventually joined him. Quickly taking off his Santa costume and stuffing it into the closet, he climbed into Harry’s bed. The next morning was amazing, even though Lily couldn’t help but pay even more attention to how her dads interacted with each other. As they kissed, Lily started giggling while she drank her orange juice, waiting for the pancakes they always had for breakfast before opening the presents. …Oh, how much laughter there would be If Dad had only seen, That Dad kissed Santa Claus last night!… “What’s so funny, baby?” Louis asked, tickling Lily’s tummy, which made her laugh even more. Lily smiled cheekily. “Nothing, Dad, nothing,” she said. He looked at his daughter, who continued to give Harry a knowing smile and cast conflicting glances in Louis’s direction, but smiled when she felt her dad looking at her. “A strange child,” Louis thought, sipping his tea. And soon Harry put pancakes for them, which they quickly ate and began to give gifts. It was a wonderful Christmas, despite the events of last night. Lily forgot about them, as she enjoyed playing pirates with swords and horses that Santa gave her. It was a perfect Christmas. Lily didn’t say anything about Santa and Harry kissing on Christmas, but instead, she wrote a letter and gave it to Louis to send to Santa. “What is it, Lily?” Christmas is over, is this a thank you letter to Santa? Louis asked, glancing at the letter, and was about to open it, but Lily grabbed it and frowned. “No, Dad, only Santa can read this! “She said. Louis raised his hands and grinned. “Hey, take it easy, my baby, it’s okay. Let me go send it right now, okay? I’ll be back soon,” Louis said, took the letter, grabbed his jacket and shoes and walked out the door. When he was far enough away from Lily, he carefully opened the letter. His eyes widened as he read the scribbled words. “Dear Santa, I saw you kissing my daddy, and I want to say that I’m not pleased. He’s my daddy and my other daddy loves him sooooooo much, so don’t kiss him anymore, okay? I didn’t tell Daddy that I saw you, but if you kiss him again, you’re in big trouble, mister. I don’t think Mrs. Claus will like that you kissed my dad. Thank you for the gifts, I really liked them, and I hope you celebrate the New Year well! xxx With love, Lily Stylinson” “What a secretive little guy,” Louis muttered, putting the letter back in his pocket, but pretending to put it in the mailbox and went back into the house. Lily was watching TV, and he went to the kitchen, finding Harry surfing the internet. “And someone got caught last night,” Louis said, showing Harry the letter. Harry was confused at first, but then his eyes widened and he covered his growing grin. “Look, I can explain everything. You know I’m not indifferent to beards and red suits. Plus he has a lot of sweets,” Harry teased, and Louis playfully punched him in the shoulder, but still chuckling as he took the letter and put it in his pocket. “How dare you cheat on me with Santa Claus, Stiles?” How do I deal with this now?! Louis exclaimed jokingly. “It was only once. And besides, his own missus is waiting for him at home,” he shrugged, and Louis rolled his eyes. “Well, who was better: Me or Santa?” Louis raised an eyebrow at which Harry rolled his eyes. “Oh, definitely you, although Santa had some advantages too,” Harry teased, and Louis snorted, pulling Harry in for a kiss. They didn’t hear Lily creeping up on them. She smiled and ran to her dads to hug them tightly. “I love you so much,” she said. And the couple uncoupled when Louis knelt down to grab Lily in his arms, and Harry joined them. “We love you too, Lily,” Harry said as they kissed her on both cheeks and then let her go. She noticed that her daddy’s smile was wider when they looked at each other. She knew that he definitely didn’t love Santa the way he loved her dad. Although, when your father is Santa Claus, it can be really cool, because you would have to live at the North Pole with deer and elves, and receive any gifts. It’s really wonderful, but her dad was better than Santa, and she knew her daddy knew it too.