🎄 GolDecember — Day 16: ORNAMENT The Golden Himbo Ornament
No one put Ezan on the tree.
He just… ended up there.
At some point during the locker room's holiday chaos, the lights shifted, the garlands multiplied, and suddenly Ezan was standing in front of the tree, shirtless and glowing, dusted in gold like he'd been personally approved by Christmas itself.
Someone clipped a tag to his shorts. Someone else looped tinsel around his shoulders. A bell rang when he flexed.
Ezan didn't question any of it.
He planted one foot against the tree, puffed his chest, and flexed both arms with the proud confidence of a man who believes deeply that this was always his destiny.
"Yeah," he said, grinning, as glitter slid down his abs. "Tree needed something strong."
The bros lost it. Someone laughed so hard they dropped an ornament. Another tried to hang a stocking and realised it looked better hanging near Ezan instead.
When Captain Brody finally looked over, arms crossed, taking in the scene, Ezan straightened instinctively, like a statue waiting for inspection.
Brody nodded once.
Ezan smiled like he'd just won Christmas.
Later, when someone asked why there was a sign reading #1 ORNAMENT — HANDLE WITH CARE taped to his thigh, Ezan shrugged.
"If you’ve got it," he said, flexing again as the bells jingled, "you decorate it."
The tree sparkled. The room laughed. Ezan stood there, glowing and unbothered, completely certain he was the best thing anyone could"ve put under the lights.
He's not on the tree. He's not part of the décor. He is the décor.
Gold abs. Zero shame. Maximum holiday himbo energy.
Some ornaments are delicate. This one flexes when you look at him.
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