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[bloodyrockgod]

A stack of gifts makes its way to beneath the Christmas tree. Behind it is a smallish musician, who looks pleased and relieved when they're all in place.

Charlie has his guitar on a strap over his back, and once the gifts are safely stowed he sits near the fireplace and starts playing Christmas carols.

The best part of the season, after all, is the music. It's his gift to everyone.

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[bloodyrockgod]

"Aside from that, Faithful," he says, rolling his eyes. "He loves me."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Really?"

Faith beams, widely, and hugs him.

"I'm so glad."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Thanks. God, I'm so happy right now."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"I know the feeling. Is it mutual?"

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie's expression turns serious, and he says softly, "Yeah. Yeah, I think it is. I mean, I liked him a lot when he was here before, and now we're just--it just--we click. Yeah?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah."

Faith nods, her smile widening. "Good feeling, isn't it?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"It's a great feeling. A perfect feeing."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"I am well acquainted with it."

Doofy grin.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Yeah, true. You know what it's like. Finding someone to believe in."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's the best thing going, isn't it?"

[bloodyrockgod]

"Especially when it includes orgasms."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Mm. Yeah. Frequent...mindblowing..."

Faith's expression goes a bit distant.

[bloodyrockgod]

"Sweaty, uninhibited . . ."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Floating in midair..."

[bloodyrockgod]

He raises an eyebrow. "That I have not experienced." He makes a mental note to have against-the-wall sex soon.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Smirk.

"Telekinetic lover."

[bloodyrockgod]

If he were still dating David he would point out the advantages of a psychic lover--as it is, he just smiles and says, "Legs for yards. Very nice."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"We are two very lucky girls."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Oi. I'm a lady." He cracks the hell up.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith cracks the hell up too.

[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie beams--making Faith laugh is a wonderful thing--and says, "Should we braid each other's hair now?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Have to. I'm all out of nailpolish."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Ah--" He digs around in a jeans pocket and pulls out a bottle of sparkly purple nail varnish. "That is easily rectified."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith laughs.

"I love you madly, Charlie."

[bloodyrockgod]

"Love you too, Faithful," he says, grinning widely.