Christmas Day at the Gilberts|| Jelliott
“Oh really, I never would have guessed that you like to show me off to people. Never!” he said sarcastically with a wide smirk on his mouth as he looked over at him. “You do it as much as you can, I have noticed and it’s a good job that I love it too.” James smiled at the other and leaned into his side as the walked down the stairs together. “Oh, I see. Well I’ll grab a brown paper bag and we can rough it up.” he teased before laughing, “Kidding, but yeah we can do that and he hasn’t been out all morning, something tells me he’ll be more then happy to run around until he can’t go anymore.”
As Elliott was putting on his coat and scarf he moved into the kitchen, picking up a bottle of wine that was on the side, along with a couple of plastic cups that were for the events later on, moving back into the hallway waving the bottle at the other, “Here, you take these and I’ll take the leash.” he told him holding his hand out for the other to pass Dexter to him.
“What can I say; when I have something worth showing off, I like to brag.” Elliott told him with warmth in his voice. He knew that James didn’t have an issue with it, in fact he suspected James felt good about Elliott’s need to display him as his whenever he got the chance. He knew James loved to be appreciated and fawned over, especially when it came to him and Elliott never had any qualms about letting him know just how sexy he thought he was or how glad he was that James was his.
Rolling his eyes when James mentioned putting the drink in a paperbag, he continued to put his coat on, looking at James and raising an eyebrow when he returned. “Why exactly do you get the puppy and I get the alcohol?”