Summary: Spend the holidays with your favorite characters and couples on Days of Our Lives. AU. Very, very AU because Will is alive; Bo is alive; Aiden didn't turn out to be a total psycho; and so on...
Author's Note: Well, well … I am back after a long hiatus - for this fic anyway! lol Now I offer you 25 days of DOOL holiday/Christmas-themed drabbles. They will feature multiple characters and couples. Some of the couples are completely AU. I truly hope you enjoy this series. Happy holidays, y'all!
P.S. If you're a One Life to Live fan too, please check out an M-rated holiday story in that site category called "Light One Candle" that I am writing with my good buddy, Nora-HBS-Fan! It's a lot like this one, only Llanview- based. :)
Day 1 - Decorating
Jordan Ridgeway and Rafe Hernandez
"What the hell is that?" Jordan asked as the front door opened and Rafe dragged a massive Douglas Fir tree inside. It must have been at least an eight-footer and it was wide, so wide in fact that it almost hadn't fit through the door.
Rafe smiled at her. "If I have to tell you what it is, then we've got a big problem."
Jordan shook her head but she was smiling. "I know what it is. It's a tree. A very enormous tree but what's it doing here?"
"Uh, it's Christmas, honey. Tis the season to put up Christmas trees, string lights and all that silly stuff."
"Again, I know, but I thought we agreed that we weren't going to go overboard this year. We don't want to go full on Griswald do we?"
"Sure we do. Why wouldn't we?" Rafe asked, giving her his cheekiest smile. "Can you grab the standoff of the porch?"
"Yeah, sure," Jordan said after giving him a thorough eye-roll. She brought in the stand and Rafe went to work setting it up.
Jordan stood off to the side, watching him work. When she was young, before everything went straight to hell in a hand basket, her mom used to do her utmost best to make every holiday as special as it could be. But once she was gone, the holiday had all but lost its wonder and meaning.
Except Rafe, well, he was determined to make her love Christmastime as much as he did.
"What do you think?" He asked as he righted the ginormous tree.
"I think -" It's too big for this living room - "it smells good," she said.
"I'll take that," Rafe said. He moved over to her and pressed a kiss to her left temple. "Why don't you relax while I finish decorating the place?"
"There's more huh?"
"Lots and lots more," Rafe said. "Now that Gigi is getting older, she's starting to appreciate all the sights and sounds of the holiday."
"So this is all for our two-year-old's benefit then?"
"Yeah, of course. Who else?" He said with a sly grin. "I mean, it's not like I could ever coax you into liking the holiday… could I?"
"Well, I am trying. I really am."
Several hours later, Rafe had the whole place decorated from stem to stern. There were twinkling lights strung from every surface, ornaments all over the tree, and a huge, electronic Santa danced for passerby in the driveway.
Gigi was sitting on Jordan's lap, gazing in wonder at all of the bright decorations. She reached for a glass ornament and Jordan stayed her hand, not wanting her to break it and hurt herself. Rafe immediately presented Gigi with her very own Elf on the Shelf doll.
"That is one creepy thing," Jordan said but seeing the delight on her daughter's face, she smiled too. She might not be sold on the whole holiday thing just yet, but Gigi was happy, her husband was too… What more could Jordan ever possibly ask for? Not a thing.
Day 2 - Holiday Cards
Stephanie Johnson and Mike Horton
Stephanie sat at her oak-paneled desk pouring over a stack of Christmas cards. She had only finished four so far while Mike, sitting across from her in a lumpy armchair, was racing through his pile.
"How many do you have left?" Stephanie asked her husband.
Mike held up three fingers. "Three? Only three?" Stephanie asked in surprise. She snatched up one of the ones he had been working on. "Hey! You only signed your name!"
"Not on all of them," Mike said. "A few of them got a smiley face too."
Stephanie wanted to be mad at him. Here she was putting an extraordinary amount of effort into personalizing each and every card and he was only writing his name. But ultimately, she couldn't be mad at him because he was Mike. And he was looking at her with that charmingly perfect smile of his.
She threw up her hands in defeat. "I give up trying to teach you the fine, lost art of letter writing. You're too much of a - of a boy!"
Mike chuckled as he signed off on the last card and stood up. "And here I thought my being 'a boy' was part of my appeal."
Stephanie shook her head. Mike capped his ink pen and moved over to her, crouching low to rest his chin on her shoulder. "Sweetheart, I write all day at the office on chart after chart. Can you blame me for wanting a break from that?" He stroked her cheek. "You know, you could always just quickly sign your name on them too and then we can find something more fulfilling to do."
Stephanie tried to suppress a grin but finally gave into it. "Alright, I'll sign my name. With a smiley face!" She added, scribbling Stephanie Horton on the bottom of a pretty card with a Jolly Santa Claus dancing on the front. "One down, lots more to go."
"At this rate, you'll have them all done in five minutes. In the meantime, I'll go turn down the bed covers," Mike said. He kissed her long and slow before slipping off.
Stephanie's heart was hammering in her chest after that decidedly steamy lip lock. She immediately tossed aside her pen and started after Mike. On second thought, Christmas cards could wait until later. Her libido would not.