Wow they're not dead? Shocker. Anyways uh I adore Chuck and Auggie wholeheartedly so I'm using a prompt I found even though December's over. Stay safe everyone !! Stay inside ! Love you💕 - Auggie ( ironic )
“I got the biggest blanket for us to share.”
( TRIGGER WARNING : BRIEF MENTION OF HOMOPHOBIC PARENTS )
As the crispy air filled Mill Valley, Pennsylvania, Christmas Spirit was high within the trio that contained Stella Nicholls, Chuck Steinberg, and August Hilderbrandt. Especially inside of Chuck, oh he loved Christmas. Especially considering the fact it would be his first christmas with his boyfriend, Auggie. Auggie's parents were going away for christmas, in fact they were already gone. They "forgot" him. They always "forget" him ever since he told them he liked boys.
No matter, the blonde didn't let this get to him. Mrs. Steinberg agreed to let Auggie stay for Christmas. He just had to bring some extra clothes. The trio was walking down the sidewalk in the middle of town, laughing about an awful joke Chuck made when Auggie's laughter died down, “I gotta go pack my clothes,” Chuck childishly whined and gripped his arm, hugging it. “Don’t leaveee,” Auggie sighed and gently pat his head.
“I'll see you tonight.” He released himself from his boyfriends grip as it was rather risky due to it being 1969, a year after the Sarah Bellows incident, and homophobia was more outwardly expressed back then. Quickly, Auggie planted a small kiss on Chuck's head and gave Stella a hug before saying goodbye. Stella and Chuck walked on, Chuck blushing a little from the kiss on the head. “I'm never washing my face again”
The curly haired boy gushed, earning a lighthearted chuckle from the aspiring writer. “So, what're you getting Auggie for christmas?” Things were now just starting to get back to normal after what happened last year, despite Chuck and Auggie losing more sleep. “I dunno, maybe a clown wig.” Chuck knew he was a pierrot, but hey. It was funny to him. “You're still not gonna let that go?" Chuck shook his head.
“Never.” Stella adjusted her square framed glasses with a small eye roll. “No, seriously. What're you getting him?” If he was being perfectly honest, Chuck had no idea what he was going to get his boyfriend. But it didn't matter. Wasn't his top priority at the moment. Chuck tossed his hands behind his head as the duo approached his street. “Dunno. I'll sleep on it. But I promise, I am going to get him the best fucking gift ever.”
Stella crossed her arms as he took the vow to get August the best gift ever. “Really? Mhm, I'll hold you to that.” As his house came to view Chuck's hands moved to his pockets and his pace slowed. “Just you wait, Stella. I'm gonna make him so happy on Christmas.” He grinned and jogged up to his house, waving his friend goodbye. Later that night, there was a knock at the door. Chuck's sister, Ruth Steinberg, opened it and gave a small smile.
Auggie was at the door. The two were friends — she was the only one to recognize he was a pierrot. “Hey, Auggie. Come on in.” Auggie entered the house and Ruth shut the door. “Chuck's room is upstairs, second door on your right." The blonde nodded and silently walked upstairs, glancing at Chuck's door. It was open a bit and he could hear moving around from the inside and mutters he couldn't make out.
Auggie knocked on the door, an audible 'Come In!' coming from inside. He opened the door and poked his head in and smiled. “Hey there, Spider Man.” He joked, his head perking up from the shelf he was digging through. Frankly neither of them had stopped joking about their halloween costumes. Auggie walked in and closed the door, being met with a tight hug from the shorter of the two.
“So, I was thinking maybe we could watch some movies of your choice?” He asked softly, a smile tugging Auggie's lips. “Sure,” Chuck pulled away from the hug and took his hand, leading him to the shelf where the movies neatly were. He picked a few out and Chuck told Auggie to make himself comfortable and wait while he got one final thing.
He took a seat on the end of the bed as the shorter of the two put on one of the movies as he walked over to his closet, pulling something down. He didn't see what it was though. Next thing he knew, August was being forced downward with Chuck jumping on him, a fuzzy and big blanket on his back. “I got the biggest blanket for us to share!” He beamed proudly, getting off and scooting up to where his pillows were neatly against his headboard.
Auggie laughed softly and sat up, scooting up next to him as Chuck pulled the blanket over them, Auggie wrapping an arm around him and Chuck’s head laying on the crook of his neck. This was nice. However not twenty minutes into the movie the two passed out in each others arms, small smiles on their lips.
