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[It is. He pulls away, just to lean back in for another quick kiss.]

Thank you, Martin.

[ He laughs softly at that. ]

Try it on for me?

Mm. [He'll get the box and so gently and carefully take the ring from its place and. Tries it on.]

Does it have a match for you?

[ Oh. Martin draws in a breath, just. Warming on the spot, the Lonely washing out for a moment. ]

Not ... not yet. I have it on layaway though.

[It's a near perfect fit. But at that, he turns a deeper shade in his cheeks.]

We'll work on that, then.

That - that sounds wonderful, Jon.

[ He wraps an arm around him. ]

[It's such a simple thing, falling into him like this. Exactly where he wants to be. Jonah leans up to kiss him softly again, cradling his cheek with that ringed hand.]

[ Algric kisses him back happily, leaning him back against the couch now. Sorry folks, these two are gonna make out probably. ]

[One hundo percent gonna make out. It's their couch now.]

[ it's beginning to look a lot like kissmas ]

[He comes back around to Algric after sharing the two gifts he had and receiving surprisingly more than that himself? He looks a bit awed and pleased all the same. But he can't stop thumbing along that new ring.]

I think this has been the best use of a night for all of us.

[ Algric, in the meantime, is seated with an unassuming set of papers in his lap, looking a bit like he's been hit by a lorry. In a good way. ]

Y-yes. I - absolutely.

[He sees Algric's state. Moves to sit next to him, knees pressed against his.]

Something got to you a bit?

Martin wins Christmas, I think.

[ He holds out the documents. Two sets, only missing names... ]

What?

[He looks at Algric confused, then takes the papers and starts looking them over. It's clear when he realizes what they are - his eyes going wide and hands a little shaky.]

....Martin got these?

I know, right? I'm frankly impressed. Most of these are incredibly illegal.

Almost all of them are incredibly illegal.

I.... Yeah, he. Won Christmas, and none of us even knew there was a competition.

[ He laughs quietly. ]

I feel like I get partial credit.

You got a solid A plus.

[He can't even pretend to hide his good mood. And that's weird? Being in a good mood with no weird bitter-sweetness to it is weird. And after this, Jon will- oh right. Jon. There's the bitter part.

He leans over to kiss Algric's cheek.]

I.. Suppose we really do have to decide on names.

[ It is the bitter part. But at least for now, it seems far away.

Algric pinks at that, leaning in. ]

Yes. And - ah, well.

[ Pinker. ]

Is it worth putting down my name only to change it soon?

[Jonah stares at him, still the same wide eyes. Hold on, he has to get his brain working.]

....It's, um. We'll likely need an official account for that paperwork.

I suppose that is true. And I would like to be very official when we make that official.

I do too.

[He looks back down at the paperwork, blank and ready for them. Then turns to hug Algric's neck, squeezing him tight.]

We're staying. Really... Really staying.

[ Algric clings back. ]

Yes. We are, Jonah. I want - ah. I like living with Tim, but I want to find a place to live on our own too.

It's- God. Yes. I mean, jobs and ... Basically starting from nothing? But. Yes, we'll find a place.

[He has a couple ideas. Especially knowing Jon is likely going to be staying with Tim long-term. He'll wait until plans are a bit more solid before presenting the idea.]