Christmas is soon, so naturally I’m thinking about Jeremy locked up in the Wilshire mansion with his wretched family for the holidays. He wanted so badly to make sure Jean had an amazing first Christmas with them, but now he’s just alone with the knowledge Cat and Laila are doing it instead. And he realizes he wouldn’t have been able to give Jean a proper Christmas anyway, because every Christmas for him has been miserable as well (of course, not as bad as anything Jean has experienced, so he can’t ever complain, right?). He doesn’t even know Jean is having a miserable Christmas too, because all he can do is stare at his phone with worry in hopes for a text from Jeremy, a text that will never come. Jeremy’s too busy being belittled and beaten down by his family who he wishes so desperately would be nice to him, just this once, just for the sake of the holiday. But they’re worse if anything and now he just wants to crawl out of his skin and be someone better. Be someone worthy of receiving love on Christmas. It’s the one gift he’s always asked for but never been able to have. And when he finally (finally) manages to call Jean, too far past midnight and Christmas is already over but Jean answers anyway because he’s been dying to hear from Jeremy all day, he doesn’t sound like himself at all. His voice is hoarse and it’s a horrible attempt at composure. He goes away when he goes home, and Jean can’t stand it. Jeremy was able to make sure Jean had a Christmas spent surrounded by people who love him, but Jean wasn’t able to do the same for Jeremy.