Title: Yuletide Cheer

Author: veritaserumMaster

Rating: M definitely M

Pairings: JPSS

Warnings: AU, Language.

Summary: Marauder Era. 7th year. Severus's life was a routine: wake up, eat, study, get bullied, study, eat, study, get bullied, study, eat, and sleep. Getting asked out by his Tormentor (with a capital letter T) though, was not on his itinerary.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Please don't sue me.

A/N: I deeply apologise. I thought I already uploaded this chapter, and then I receive an email of someone leaving a review and them hoping I was going to update soon. I thought I already ended this one but there's a chapter I haven't uploaded yet. And I'm so sorry. I hope you enjoy this. The M rating is for the slight smut at the end. It's probably not that good. You can skip it if you want.

I hope you enjoy this, guys.

*jp*ss*

Epilogue

-2 years after the last chapter-

It was a normal day for Severus. He was sitting on a kitchen chair drinking coffee and reading the Daily Prophet. The chair was padded and had curved rails, because James always complained of his back hurting. The sun was shining through an open window and lighting the round table in the middle of the kitchen. It was one peaceful start to a hopefully peaceful day.

He heard the padding of feet on the wooden floors and he looked up to see James walking out of the bedroom shirtless and only in flannel pajama pants; his glasses still missing. He was scratching his stomach and yawning. But when he saw Severus sitting and looking at him, he smiled.

James shared a flat down in Diagon Alley with Sirius, but he was always at Severus's. Severus doesn't really mind.

"Hey there, handsome."

"Shut up and grab a cup."

"So early yet so sour, stud muffin," James teased but grabbed his cup nonetheless, a red and gold atrocity that could only come from Black.

"What are your plans for today?" James asked as he sat opposite Severus on the dining table.

Severus put his paper down and pushed it towards James.

"Nothing important. I'll probably finish writing my report on Wolfsbane I'm working on, and then clean up this place. You?"

"Training the whole day so I'll have to leave early. I'll probably be back late, too. Take out?"

"What do you want?"

"Er, your pick?" he smiled dopily at Severus and drank the last of his coffee. James stood up and placed his mug on the sink.

"Fine. But don't blame me if you don't like what I get," Severus warned, following James back into the bedroom.

James suddenly stopped a few steps passed the doorway to their bedroom and Severus ran smack into his back.

"What the-"

James spun back and wrapped his arms around Severus's waist.

"You always know what I like," James said with a lascivious smirk.

Severus scowled and glared at James.

"Pervert."

"What's wrong with that? It just means I have a healthy sexual appetite," Jame punctuated his sentence with by grinding his hips against Severus's.

Severus held back a moan but couldn't stop himself as he reached up and put his hands on James' shoulder, holding tightly.

"A-aren't you supposed to go to work early?"

James released Severus immediately and headed to the bathroom. Severus leaned on the door jam.

"Right-o!" James called over his shoulder. "Should probably shower now. Wouldn't mind someone scrubbing my back, though."

Severus cursed. He stood there for a while trying to compose himself but then he thought, what for? He's probably going to end up losing his balance in the bathroom because of James. He pushed himself off and followed James to the bathroom.
-

15 minutes later James was sitting on the side of the bed and tying his shoelaces as Severus panted on the bed. He looked back and smirked at Severus.

"See? We're getting better at quickies," he moved his eyebrows suggestively as he spoke.

"Go away," Severus muttered.

James just chuckled and walked over to Severus's side of the bed. He bent down to give Severus a soft kiss.

"See you later."

Severus tilted his head forward to return the kiss.

"Take care," he whispered against James' lips.
-

It was 30 minutes after James left that Severus stood up from the bed. He took another shower, though, before he went to work cleaning the house.

He went to the kitchen to wash the mugs they used earlier. His face scrunched up when he held James' red and cold atrocity he called his mug. James got it when he was young, a gift from Sirius he said. He looked so fond when he was looking at it that Severus stopped his urge to smash the mug into tiny bits and pieces.

He started cleaning the bathroom, manually scrubbing the tub and sink. There's only so much magic can do. He sighed every now and then when he would come across James' products. He has a dozen of them; for his hair, his face, his mouth. Seriously, it's only a matter of time before he gets poisoned by these things. James was vain when it came to his physical appearance. In Severus's personal opinion, James doesn't need these products to look handsome. Not that he would ever say that to James.

He then went to check the living room. He moved the furniture around to get the dust under them and every now and again he would come across an article of James' clothing. He would sigh and pick them up to send them to the wash room. James would always run around the flat looking for this and that, giving up after looking for only seconds. Severus has no idea how James can even survive without losing all of his belongings.

He went to the bedroom to get all of the laundry and sheets. They seriously needed to be washed. He was removing the pillowcases when he noticed a jacket arm hanging out of the closet. He walked over and opened it up and shirts and pants and trousers came tumbling down. Severus sighed. He flicked his wand and the clothes started folding and hanging themselves.

Severus watched them for a moment before sitting back down on James' side of the bed. He looked around the room, at the pictures and posters hanging on the wall. Some of them were taken by Lily, others by Lupin; some were moving photos and others were muggle ones; some with Severus and James, others with their friends. There were various posters of Quidditch teams that Severus don't really know, but are idolized by James so they were put up.

Severus laid back down on the bed, his feet dangling on the edge. He was almost finished cleaning up and lying back down would be counter-productive. He can't help it though. The bed James brought over was soft and cloudy. It was a simple queen-sized bed with a wooden frame that curves into roses and Severus just wanted to bury himself in it and sleep forever. But he has to finish cleaning and his research.

Severus stood up and finished removing the bed cloths. He went to the washroom where another pile of laundry was already waiting, most of it James clothes. The perks of being an Auror are the daily trainings and paperwork when missions haven't been assigned yet. Severus flicked his wand again and the clothes separated themselves into colors and whites, then began washing themselves. Severus would come back later to dry those under the sun.

He went to the living room and spread his papers on the coffee table. He worked until he heard the clock in the living room hoot. Severus looked up and saw the clock strike 12. A miniature Hogwarts Express coming out of the train station and making a trip around the room before going back inside the clock. Severus smiled. He remembered buying that clock with James when they went to Diagon Alley. It didn't look as good as it did now but James but James took one look at it and fell in love. He actually spent days trying to figure out how to fix the little thing. And when he did, he was so proud of himself that Severus had to give him a kiss for a job well done. They had placed the clock on the wall together.

Severus stood up and made himself a sandwich for lunch. He took it back to the living room and sat on the couch. It's actually brought by James the first time he came over. He declared Severus's couch to stiff and promptly brought his own over. The couch was brown and cushioned on all sides. It was facing the biggest window in the flat, offering a nice view of muggle London and perfect lighting.

Severus frowned. He was noticing a pattern here. The bed, the couch, the kitchen chairs. They were all James'. More than half of the closet housed James' clothes. What did he use in his and Black's flat? When was the last time James was there?

Does-does James live here? Are they living together?

What do you think, dimwit?

Severus put his sandwich down, suddenly not in the mood to eat. Has James been moving in secretly? Why did it take Severus this long to figure it out?

Obviously, because you like him here and you don't mind his presence at all.

Yes, but why?

Maybe because you love him?

"Oh, great. I'm talking to myself again- Wait, what? I love him?"

If Severus wasn't sitting down, he sure as hell would need a chair right about now. He knew he had feelings for James, and he knew somewhere down the road he would inevitably fall in love with him, so why was he so shocked?

Probably because he expected love to be uplifting, to say the least. This feeling of peacefulness and completeness that would overtake the whole body. Instead, he just felt like he always did.

Why?

Severus stood up and looked around feeling lost. He went to the bedroom and lied down on the bed. He thought about James and how he felt for him until he fell asleep on James' side of the bed.
-

"Hey, I'm home! Did you buy some eggrolls?" James called out as he stepped inside the flat. He was taking off his shoes because Severus always yelled at him for that and headed for the kitchen- which was empty.

"Huh."

He took off his coat and draped it over one of the chairs he bought over. They were comfortable and so much better than Severus's stools. Who uses stools, anyway?

He pulled out his wand from his holster and went to the living room.

"Severus?" He called out again.

The living room was intact except for papers strewn across the coffee table and a half eaten sandwich on the side. James' brows furrowed.

He went to the bedroom and pushed open the door slowly. He breathed out a sigh of relief when he saw Severus curled up on the bed. He walked over to the bed, putting his wand on the bedside table. He knelt on the bed and bent his head to kiss Severus.

He kissed his forehead, his eyes, his nose, every part of his face. Severus stirred when he was nuzzling his cheeks. And James pulled back to look at him.

"Hey," James whispered.

Severus smiled.

"Hey. You're back." Severus reached out to run his hands through James's hair but stopped short and sat up suddenly. "Merlin, you're back. I must've slept all afternoon. I haven't ordered dinner yet and the laundry's still in-"

He stopped talking when James put a finger on his lips. "It's fine," he said. "We could order now and the laundry can wait until tomorrow. Now, before I forget," James leaned in and kissed Severus chastely on the lips. "I'm home."

Severus smiled again and kissed James back. "Welcome."

They shared a few kisses before Severus pushed them off the bed for dinner. Severus fixed the living room and called for the Chinese place down the block while James changed.
-

James knew there was something bothering Severus. He never left his work unless it was for something important, and to leave his work haphazardly, there must be something really wrong.

They ate in silence in the living room, sitting side by side on the couch, Severus looking intently at his plate, still thinking about his feelings for James and James studying Severus intently.

"Severus," James called quietly.

Severus startled. "Yes? I'm sorry? What was it?"

"Nothing, actually. You were just so quiet. Is something wrong?"

Don't say anything. Don't say anything, he kept repeating in his mind. But again, his body was a traitor.

"You're sneak-moving in, aren't you?" he blurted out.

There was a second of silence, until James laughed. Severus pouted. Not that he'd admit it.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, love," James said, trying to control his laughter. "It's just that, I'm not trying to do anything? For once in my life, I'm not up to anything."

"But almost all of the stuff around here is yours and I wondered what you used in your flat with Black."

"That's because the flat is filled with Sirius's things. And I don't usually sleep there. I'm always here, you know."

"Yeah, I know," Severus whispered and looked down.

James' gaze softened and he smiled, "I won't move in unless you really want me to, unless we've talked about it and you've agreed."

Severus looked up suddenly, realization dawning on his face.

"What? What is it?" James asked.

Severus didn't feel anything different when he realized he loved James because he was already feeling it all this time. Even before now, he already loved James. He loves James.

Severus placed his food on the coffee table, took James' and placed it on the table, too.

"What's happening?" James asked, confused.

Severus straddled James' lap.

"I don't know what's going on but I'm liking this development," James said. Severus rarely became assertive in the bedroom, but when he did, it usually meant amazing orgasms, that is, even more amazing than regular.

Severus smiled openly and leaned in to whisper to James.

"I love you."

Severus pulled back to look at James face. James was shocked into silence, but then his face split into a huge grin, boyish and happy.

"I love you, too," he replied easily before hooking a hand on the back of Severus's neck and pulling him in for a kiss.

Severus responded enthusiastically, hands sneaking up under James' t-shirt.

"Off, off," he said against James' lips.

James pulled back to take off his shirt, throwing it over his shoulder. He then took off Severus's shirt and that went sailing over the couch, too.

They kissed again, hands roaming over each other. James reached for Severus's zip but his hand was slapped away. Severus got off James' lap and James reached out for him, trying to chase his lips.

"No, no," he whined when Severus completely moved away and pushed him back against the couch.

"Stay," Severus said.

James whined but stayed still nonetheless. He almost came when he saw Severus kneel in between his legs.

"Sev, you don't-"

Any warning he could give Severus was drowned out by a loud groan when Severus quickly pushed down his sweat pants and swallowed him in one go.

"Fuck," James hissed as Severus started to bob up and down.

This isn't the first time Severus has blown him, but the feeling seems new every time and it drives James crazy.

He looked down on Severus and that was the biggest mistake of his entire life. Severus was looking up at him, pupils blown wide.

"Fuck," he said again. He reached down pulled Severus's hair. Severus moaned and James shivered in return.

He couldn't take it any longer, he pulled Severus up. Severus was surprised but went along with James' pull. Severus sat back down on James' lap, mindful of his hard cock in between them.

"Together, together, okay?" James said and then kissed Severus.

Severus hissed when James touched him, he didn't even remember being undressed. Severus was already half-hard from giving the blowjob and a few strokes from James made him completely hard.

"Now, now, now," James said.

Severus nodded and took both of them in his hands, pre-come slicking them. James was gripping Severus's ass, helping him grind in harder.

"James, I'm gonna-"

"Right there with you, love."

Their breathing became more ragged and their rhythm became off, and within a few strokes, James came, followed closely by Severus.

Severus slumped on James, not caring about the mess between them.

"Well," Severus said in between breaths.

"I second that."

"I love you," James said, lazy smile on his lips.

Severus kissed him. "I love you, too."

"But if you want to move in here without me noticing, you have to try harder, James."

"Try harder, eh?"
-

A/N: Aaaaaand that's a wrap people. This is the end of Yuletide Cheer. Just in time of the Yule seasons, too. Funny how these things come full circle, yeah?

Anyway, I was wondering if you guys were interested in a sequel to this? Like, the wedding and adopting Harry and stuff? Let me know through a review or you can private message me.

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