Places a bow on himself. “I’m your present, unwrap me.” [not even sorry]

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Feigned surprise opens hazel eyes wide–he fakes a gasp with hands pressed together but fingers parted out to cover his lips.  Of course this would be his Christmas morning.  And it’s the BEST way to wake up.  Who cares about presents under the tree when he has this perfect person standing in the doorway being his completely adorkable self?  “Barry..!  You shouldn’t have,” Blaine grins before bursting out into a chuckle so hard that it quickly becomes all cheeks, squinted eyes and a blush over the bridge of his nose.  “But the bow is so cute though.  I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

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