They agreed to let me have the dog every other weekend as a peace offering. ( He says it with a half smile and then a glance around Richie's shoulder to said 'shit' and nods. ) Just let me get this thing hung up on the door correctly first.

( Which, thankfully, is not a test of his patience. In fact there is little to no trouble (unlike the fucking tree itself) and Eddie has to stand back and marvel at the feature for just a moment before herding Rich inside with his things.

The sight inside probably is something of a chance from the norm. It's not like he's thrown anything out or replaced pieces but there's something to be said about everything dressed in lights and a tree taking center stage in the living room. He lingers a little behind Richie admittedly, trying to read his body language but ultimately ends up at his side instead with a soft look as his arm goes around his boyfriend's waist. )

I got what I want for Christmas. ( What a fucking sap. ) You still gonna let me sit on your lap and tell me what you think about everything though?