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[Flipping through the pages and finding Majima's little notes about types of evergreen trees was adorable-- look at him, putting so much effort into Christmas. Tim hardly would've been able to tell the difference between a spruce or a fir or a pine tree, they were all just big plants with green pokey bits to him.]

[But apparently, that Christmastime catalog was a cover for a much different catalog.]

[Either Majima was going really 80s with his spank bank and had picked up the equivalent of the Victoria's Secret catalog to hide in the bathroom, or he had some ideas about how to really make Tim's holiday merry and bright. There was a lot of leg in some of those pictures, especially the ones that seemed to be designed for people who had maybe a little less to show off in the chest region.]

[Tim quickly closed the magazine again, though, after he'd gotten a pretty decent eye-ful. He didn't want Majima to know that he'd seen it and ruin the surprise. But, man, what a surprise to get. Merry Christmas to Tim, apparently.]

[And, hey, maybe if he put some coffee on, it would summon the wolfman himself out of bed.]

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[ Maybe a minute or two after the smell of coffee started wafting though the place, there was the sound of bare footsteps approaching. Majima had thrown on some quick loungewear, but his hair still fell loose over his shoulders, and he was yawning as he made his way toward Tim. None the wiser, apparently, that Tim had gained some foreknowledge in the holiday cheer department. ]

Hey, beautiful.

[ He'd been wanting to say that to his boyfriend in person for at least a week. ]

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'Morning.

[Beautiful. He loved it when Majima called him that, both because of the sentiment and because he liked it better than handsome. His ears did that happy flippy thing when he walked in, and Tim turned towards him and, when he was close enough, leaned up to give him a lingering good morning kiss. Not only was Majima a great boyfriend who deserved nice morning kisses in general, but he'd also been pretty damn great this morning, when Tim was regrowing half his stupid body.]

How'd you sleep? [Seemed like pretty well, but he'd been out like a light, so he couldn't really tell.] Want me to get you some coffee?