#robronmas

‘I kept having these nightmares. Over and over. 

two bonded souls who love each other so much they've had to let each other go

two people who know being together isn't an option anymore but who also know they can't cut contact and be without one another

two idiots who just want to be in each other's lives and for the other to be happy with nothing but the best fortune

two people who had another pivotal break up even when they're not together 

it was the perfect amount of beautifully heartbreaking soul destroying angst that you usually see in epic romance movies 

the kind that ascends your entire being to another plane of existence and makes you want to scream YOU TWO ARE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIVES

“Are you serious, Robert?” Aaron asked indignantly,expression twisted into a frown as he sat at the breakfast table with hishusband. “It’s not even December yet.”

Robert gave him that look that he was fast becoming used toseeing – the one that let him know he was about to be schooled in something byhis oh-so-wise other half.

“Yes, I’m serious,” Robert replied with a hint of an eyeroll. “We’ve got to make a start, lord knows the village is getting overrun withyour Dingle lot, you must have loads of people to buy for.”

Aaron scoffed at that, picking up his cereal bowl andslurping the leftover milk down, noticing how Robert shook his head at thesight of it, as he was used to doing every morning.

“Well I dun’t bother getting all them lot anything anyway,”he dismissed, getting up and loading his breakfast things into the dishwasher,clearing away a few of Robert’s empty coffee cups as he was at it.

He turned around to see Robert looking at him incredulously.

“What?” he asked with genuine intrigue.

Robert breathed out a laugh at the realisation that this wasthe man he had married – the man he had devoted the rest of his life to – the manwho he knew was the strongest, bravest, and most generous man he could everimagine. A man with too big a heart for him to conceive; too much loyalty forhim to ever dream of deserving; too much love in his heart for one person to becapable of.

And yet he couldn’t buy his family Christmas presents.

“They’re your family. You have to buy them something,”Robert replied as if it was obvious; as if it was unbelievable that he’d evenhave to explain this to Aaron.

“I buy for my mum and Paddy, that’s it,” Aaron shrugged ashe wiped his hands on a tea towel. “And I usually leave that ‘til Christmaseve. You want a coffee?”

Robert let his head dip in part-shame part-amusement, beforegetting up and joining his husband at the kettle, placing his coffee cup downon the side in a silent response to his question.

Aaron emptied a spoon full of that expensive ground coffee Robertloved into the cup instinctively.

“Well, let’s make a deal,” Robert levelled. “It’s our firstChristmas being together – or married, properly, anyway – so let’s start a newtradition.”

He watched on as Aaron rolled his eyes to himself, a tinysmirk appearing on the side of his mouth as he poured the boiling water intotheir two mugs.

“We’re buying joint presents for all of our family. Sugdensand Dingles,” Robert insisted. “Presents for all of them, from both of us. AndLiv.”

Aaron turned to lean back against the countertop, bitingdown on his bottom lip as he looked across at Robert with a hint of amusement inhis eyes.

“Okay,” he conceded, a little too easily.

Perhaps it was thanks to the way that he just couldn’t everget tired of Robert referring to them as a family these days – even if Roberthad felt like his family for years now.

“And we’re starting the shopping now. Today,” Robertinsisted.

Aaron met that with an audible groan and an exaggerated eyeroll, even though he knew there was no way Robert was going to let him get outof it now.

Minutes later Robert produced a notepad and a pen andordered Aaron to sit down with a list of names. Twenty two names later, Aaron was dreading the impending shopping trip more than he’d everdreaded Christmas shopping before.

“Come on, then, Mr Sugden,” Robert smirked at him as he shrugged on hiscoat and scarf. “With all that Dingle lot to buy for we need to get cracking. Don’tforget the bags.”

Aaron groaned as he caught his own coat that Robert threw inhis direction.

“Fine, but you’re paying for all this,” he grunted.

“Why break the habit of a lifetime,” Robert quipped backwith a smirk, ushering his husband out of the door and following him out to thecar.

He made a point of wrapping his arms around his husband’swaist before he got to the car, ignoring the way that Aaron tried to shrug him off.

“If you stop sulking, I’ll even make it worth your whilewhen we get home,” Robert whispered into his husband’s ear, kissing gently atthe soft skin below his ear with more than a hint of suggestion, aware of theway that Aaron’s body seemed to melt into him at the mere suggestion of hisreward.

“Could have saved yourself a lot of hassle if you’d promisedme that earlier, y’know,” Aaron teased, firing his filthiest smile in Robert’sdirection as they each got into the car.