#kevaaronmas

“Marco?—Wait, don’t say anything. I can hear your teeth clacking all the way from over here.” Aaron closes his eyes against the lights suddenly turning on. Kevin is walking towards him when he opens his eyes. “That’s the wittiest thing you’ve ever said,” Aaron tells him mockingly. Kevin shoves at Aaron’s shoulder with one hand, then hands him a takeout cup with the other. “Why are you out here?” Kevin asks, carefully tucking a new throw blanket around Aaron. “Because it’s cold.” Aaron gently presses the side of the cup to his cheek, hoping to sap its warmth. “Obviously.”

#kevaaronmas day 19 — teeth clattering in the cold

Aaron freezing his ass off in the living room like a loser <3 This did remind me of the body heat leeching discussion in "experts on communication" hahaha

“How’d you find me?” “You called.” Kevin waves his phone at Aaron. The screen lights up, and he’s very embarrassed to see himself staring back. Kevin refuses to change his background. “I didn’t want you to come.” “That’s not true.” God, Aaron hates how confident he sounds about that. “I’m here.” Kevin squeezes his hand down Aaron’s arm, a reassuring pressure. He stops at his wrist before pulling his hand away—or trying to. Aaron frantically chases it and gracelessly plops it into his lap. Then he pulls at Kevin’s arm to bring him closer, a comforting weight draped against him.

#kevaaronmas day 18 — "you called." "you came."

Aaron, you know, he's a creature moved by anxiety. Sometimes, Kevin's presence helps, whether he's a mess or put-together.

(Oh man I have so many of these to catch up on!)

“You know what, guys.” Aaron pauses to take a dramatic sip of his coffee. “Amalia’s snow angel is muuuuch better than Kevin’s.” “Haha!” Amalia twirls on Kevin, and pumps both of her fists at him. She does her victory dance all the way to where Aaron is standing and gives him a strong jumping high five. She scurries off inside when Aaron tells her her hot chocolate reward is waiting for her in the kitchen. Kevin stands in front of Aaron frowning. “Be honest,” he demands, resisting Aaron’s pull at his collar. “You like her more than me.” “Of course.”

#kevaaronmas day 17 — snow angels

Kevin is co-parenting with Thea and Amalia is spending some time with Kevin. Don't worry—Aaron soothed that "of course" with a kiss LOL He also insisted she won fair and square though

“Yup,” Kevin says, popping the ‘p’. “It’s snowing.” Aaron takes a deep breath to keep himself from laughing. It’s not even funny—Kevin is just stupid and says stupid things, and for some stupid reason, that endears Aaron. “No, it’s not,” Andrew says from the couch behind them. He’s not even looking at the window. “Yes, it is,” Kevin insists. “I don’t know…” Aaron says, squinting out the window. Kevin elbows him for siding with Andrew and Aaron elbows him right back. “I am looking at the snow—stop trying to gaslight me.” Andrew snorts. This time, Aaron allows himself to laugh.

#kevaaronmas day 16 — watching as it snows outside

I was writing neilmas at the same time so it is less romantic but aaron is infatuated with Kevin and Kevin is infatuated back

Kevin puts the golden star on the Christmas tree—that tall jerk—then claps his hands together and squeezes his eyes shut. Aaron stares at him for a long minute before he says, “You don’t wish on a Christmas tree star, stupid.” “And why not?” Kevin only opens one eye to glare at Aaron with it. Indignant, he says, “I can do what I want,” before shutting his eye again and squeezing his hands tighter, his face screwing up with concentration like maybe he can wish harder to spite Aaron. Aaron huffs and faces the tree. Eventually, he clasps his hands too.

#kevaaronmas day 15 — wishing on a star

In this silly little thing, they are like. 5-7 yo LOL

a festive graphic for ‘kevaaronmas’ dec 17 • snow angel graphic text reads: “Are you out of your fucking mind?” Aaron hisses, shivering even bundled up in a hoodie. He kicks Kevin’s thigh. Kevin—starfished in snow at 2AM—ignores this. “Someone said I was hot tonight.” Aaron prays for patience. “Since when do you listen to other people?” Kevin starts fanning out his limbs, the world’s drunkest angel. Aaron wants to kill him. Aaron wants to kiss him. “Do you think I’m hot?” Definitely kill. “I have eyes,” Aaron says finally. “You’re alright.” Kevin huffs, before registering Aaron’s attire. “That’s mine,” he says, pleased. “You do think I’m hot.” “You can freeze,” Aaron decides.

on the seventeenth day of #kevaaronmas there was… a snow angel

this one was a lot of thinking of snow angel vibes & systematically rejecting them for being more fitting for a different dynamic HAHA & then when i figured one out, lots of trimming down… but we got there! now i can sleep!

a festive ‘kevaaronmas’ graphic for dec 16 • watching as it snows outside graphic text reads: Aaron doesn’t care about scenery, but something about the snow swirling—soft flurries against the Pennsylvania greenery—settles something inside him, that aching maw always just beneath his skin. They’re nearly at Binghamton, so Matt’s happy, despite the fuck-off-early start. The same cannot be said for Kevin, slumped against Aaron, half-scowling even in his sleep. “Are we—” Kevin starts, before yawning—huffing—blinking. His eyelashes brush Aaron’s skin. “Have we arrived?” “No,” Aaron says, then shoves Kevin’s face away. He can’t look at him right now. Not like this, soft and bleary-eyed. “You have morning breath.” Kevin grumbles. Aaron watches the world pass by.

on the sixteenth day of #kevaaronmas there was… watching as it snows outside

this one is set in a Specific Universe (idk if anyone will be pleased abt it if they guess but it’s ok it just explains the tone, that’s all lol) so it’s a little odd but. sleepy jane committed 🫨 i had to trim a lot oughhh

a festive kevaaronmas graphic for dec 15 • wishing on a star graphic text: “Make a wish,” Aaron murmurs. Kevin looks down at him. “What?” Aaron points, trailing a streak of light across the sky. “It’s a shooting star,” he says. “You’re meant to wish on them.” “You’ve never struck me as superstitious,” Kevin says. “I’m not,” Aaron says. “Nicky always says it.” That gives Kevin pause. Aaron’s been in Chicago for seven months now, which means Nicky’s been in Germany for six. “Okay,” Kevin says. “So make a wish.” For a second, he thinks Aaron’s going to argue. Then Aaron deflates. “Whatever,” he mutters, closing his eyes. Kevin watches him, chest aching.

on the fifteenth day of #kevaaronmas there was… wishing on a star

ok i looked at this prompt and huffed at past jane (who chose this bc the other major prompt screamed a diff ship to me lmao), got distracted, and then had to speedrun bc it’s 2:20am and i have to be up for work in 3h lol

“Tell me,” Aaron demands. He brushes his lips gently against Kevin’s, pulls back when Kevin chases after a kiss. “Again.” Kevin’s face flattens, but he can’t make the fondness disappear; it’s in the quirk of his mouth, the softness around his eyes, the not-at-all-annoyed timbre of his voice. “You first.” “No, you—I asked first.” “I’m in love with you,” Kevin says in a deadpan. Then he cups Aaron’s cheeks and the look he gives him is heavy. “I have always been in love with you.” Aaron’s breath hitches, but his voice comes out steady when he whispers back, “Me too.”

#kevaaronmas day 14 — "tell me"

cuties...

a festive ‘kevaaronmas’ graphic for the prompt dec 14 • “tell me” graphic text reads as follows: “Tell me,” Aaron says, and Kevin pauses. Curls his fingers around Aaron’s left wrist, his other hand hovering over Aaron’s waist until he hooks those fingers in Aaron’s beltloops. Tugs. “Aaron,” Kevin says. Beat. Two. “You can’t—un-know it.” “What am I, a flat-earther?” Aaron demands. He goes quiet, flinty and focused. “Tell me.” Kevin sighs. Bad idea. He unhooks his fingers anyway, leading Aaron until they’re beneath mistletoe. “Aaron,” Kevin says, and Aaron raises a challenging eyebrow, so Kevin leans in, kisses him. They break apart, Kevin’s heart in his throat. “Tell me again,” Aaron says. Oh. So Kevin does.

on the fourteenth day of #kevaaronmas someone said… “tell me”

i got woken up on the couch at 1am after falling asleep there from the heat (i still had food to eat 😭) but it worked out to a) get me to return to my room and actual bed and b) write and post this before passing out (which i do now) 🫡

“We’re kissing tomorrow.” If Aaron had a drink, he’d have spat it out. “What.” “The shoot,” Kevin says, like it should be obvious. Aaron slowly turns his head toward the script he’d been reading over. He flips the page back down, then flips to the next page and the one after that. No mention of a kiss anywhere. “There’s no kiss in here.” “Heard Steph tell Camille that Lucas advocated for it. Said it would add drama and resonate with the audience.” Kevin’s expression gives nothing away. Aaron hopes his is neutral too. “Fuck,” he says after a long minute.

#kevaaronmas day 13 — actors au

in the sense that aaron has been wanting to kiss his co-star for awhile......!! ! ! ! ! ! !

Aaron exhales deeply through his nose. “We’ve been here for an hour. In just this store. You’ve rejected every design I suggested. I want to go home.” “None of your choices were flattering.” Kevin forcefully thumps another sweater to Aaron’s chest. “I’m taking my time because I want it to look good on you.” Aaron softens a tiny bit, even though he thinks it’s ridiculous that Kevin cares so much. Before he can say anything else, Kevin mumbles, “Everything looks great on me, so.” Kevin switches the current shirt with another. Aaron closes his eyes and takes a calming breath.

#kevaaronmas day 12 — matching sweaters

so the thing is I didn't read the whole list of prompts so I already wrote matching sweaters for day 2 LOOOL so here are matching sweaters again (no I did not read the rest of the list ahead)

a festive graphic for ‘kevaaronmas’ for dec 13 • actors au graphic text reads: “Hey,” Kevin says, sounding relieved Aaron actually answered. “Hey,” Aaron says. “Merry Christmas.” Aaron pauses. “Is that why you called? You could’ve texted.” “I wanted to see you,” Kevin says. Aaron frowns. “See me? This is a phone call.” An exhale. “Turn around.” Aaron does, slowly. He clenches his phone—white-knuckled—when he sees Kevin. “I thought you were filming,” Aaron says. He thinks he’s trembling. “I thought Chicago was too small for you.” “One thing movies have taught me—Christmas is for airports and grand gestures,” Kevin says. “I miss you.” Aaron stills—trembles—exhales. “Unbelievable,” he says, and steps into Kevin’s waiting arms.

on the thirteenth day of #kevaaronmas someone was… an actor! lmao

today (later) and yesterday (earlier) were posted at strange times bc the heat keeps fucking me up haha. anyway, this is linked to this microfic www.tumblr.com/billdenbroug... !! i had to trim today’s down so much fjskdjdj 😭 rip jane

a festive graphic for ‘kevaaronmas’ dec 12 • matching sweaters graphic text reads: “They’re all staring,” Kevin observes. “Yeah,” Aaron says. “You’re wearing stacked turtlenecks. You look like a dick.” He conveniently sidesteps that they’re matching. If he doesn’t say it, he can pretend it’s not happening. Nicky’s enforced sweaters are bad enough. Kevin upping the ante—ugh. “Aaron,” Kevin complains. “You know the fabric makes me—” He lowers his voice, “—react.” Aaron stares at him. “Worst way you could have said that.” “Allison accused us of hiding a hickey,” Kevin continues, ignoring him. “Because of the double turt—” Aaron begins, before huffing. “You’re lucky—” —I love you. Blink. Swallow. “—You’re cute,” he finishes.

on the twelfth day of #kevaaronmas there were… matching sweaters!

mina had a request for this & gave me lore behind the doubled-up matching turtlenecks (www.tumblr.com/naturecalls1...). few hrs earlier than usual bc i fell asleep by accident so figured i should write/post now before i crash again 😭

“Huh.” “Shut up.” “You’re blushing,” Kevin says, not shutting up. He sounds awed. “Shut up,” Aaron insists again. “This is just very sweet.” Aaron waves the print he’s holding in Kevin’s direction. It’s part of a special edition bundle for one of Aaron’s recent favourite books. He hadn’t managed to get his hand on one, but Kevin casually messaged the author to see what she could do—turns out she’s a big fan. Stupid celebrity privilege. Kevin smiles at him, all teeth. He’s so cute, Aaron wants to kick him. “You’re welcome.” Kevin is smug when he says it, practically preening.

#kevaaronmas day 11 — "you're blushing"

Aaron is like 🫵😳👎💙, you know?

“Baking is a science.” “I don’t remember you doing particularly well in sciences,” Aaron deadpans. Kevin stands fully and narrows his eyes at him. “I would have done better in organic chemistry if Mr. Mendes actually taught,” he says haughtily. Aaron snorts—he had the same teacher and he did just fine. “Anyway, baking is a science, so don’t fuck up the measurements.” “You don’t fuck up the measurements,” Aaron shoots back, tapping his sieve a little more aggressively now. “I didn’t want to help you make your stupid cookies.” “I’ll tell Jackson you called his cookies stupid.” “Wait, no, don’t.”

#kevaaronmas day 10 — baking

jackson is just some kid they know haha

yay! and with that, I'm caught up on kevaaronmas. wrote days 8,9,10 (on the 10th) lmao

Kevin hums. A pause, then he hums again, louder. Aaron swings his arm out to hit him. “Ow,” Kevin whines, cradling his offended elbow. “What was that for?” “Do you have to be annoying?” Aaron stuffs his hands in his pockets and plops down on the mattress. “There’s only one bed.” “I literally just said that.” How was Aaron supposed to know what he meant by just standing there and humming obnoxiously? Kevin sits next to Aaron, the bed dipping with his weight. “So which side are you taking?” “Right.” “No, take left.” Aaron glares at him—why’d he even ask?

#kevaaronmas day 9 — only one bed

I don't want to jinx it but I haven't yet broken my aaron pov streak. how fun!!

“‘My meanest friend is Kevin—he’s a real asshole’ is a truth”—Kevin rolls his eyes at Nicky—“and it’s boring! Which one of you is gonna take dare?” No one is quick to speak up. Kevin fiddles with the wrapper of his Corona, his fingers flicking the edge back repeatedly. Aaron tries not to think about how they felt against his tongue earlier. He takes a shot, steels himself as it burns its way down his throat, then says, “Neil.” Neil is not that bothered to be volunteered, it seems. Nicky takes the bait. Aaron does not look at Kevin.

#kevaaronmas day 8 — "so, truth or dare?"

so truth or dare put your fingers in my mouth or something. that's how you play, right

on the eleventh day of #kevaaronmas some said… “you’re blushing!”

i’ve sorta just been hopping on to post before sleep & then crashing & then exhausted all day & rinse and repeat AHA 🫠 but i will be here to catch up on talking to folks soon 💗💗 just in 😵‍💫 mode ykwim

a festive 'kevaaronmas' graphic for the prompt baking • december 10 text from the graphic is: “You should talk to him,” Nicky says. “I’m not listening to a man with flour in his hair,” Aaron says. Nicky clucks. “I’m serious. He came here for you.” Aaron scoffs. I didn’t go anywhere. If he wanted— “Bald-faced lie,” he says. “He’s got a hard-on for Exy he needed Neil to indulge.” “No,” Nicky says. “He asked Andrew if you were coming.” “He asked Andrew?” “Yes,” Nicky exclaims. “He’s not subtl—” “Smoke,” Aaron interrupts. Nicky squawks—flusters—opens the oven, Erik behind him, flapping a tea towel at the alarm. Kevin glances over, meeting Aaron’s eyes. Aaron scowls—flushes—takes a long drink.

on the tenth day of #kevaaronmas there was... baking

ok guess who is still v sleepy!! i will continue notif catchup tmr bc my eyelids are drooping rn lol but i HAD to get this out before sleep. nicky was already huffy so many words got trimmed. if he was silenced completely? he'd never forgive me 😔

a festive 'kevaaronmas' graphic for the prompt "only one bed" text reads: Okay, sure, Kevin doesn’t usually share a bed, but he’s had roommates since he was nine, so he’d figured he’d still knock out like a light. It’s just— Aaron won’t stop shivering. It’s loud and irritating and—concerning, maybe. The bed is big enough that they don’t have to touch. Kevin had said, Great, and Aaron had said, Whatever, and that had been that. Kevin sighs, then wriggles closer, tugging Aaron into his arms. Fuck, he’s freezing. Kevin tangles their legs together, trying not to shiver as Aaron sleepily burrows against his chest. He looks—softer, Kevin thinks. Smaller, seeking warmth. Cute.

on the ninth day of #kevaaronmas there was... only one bed

local girl is very sleepy & was torn between two vibes but could not risk the indecision that would have occurred if i wrote the other one too LOL so here we are instead. we commit to this

a festive "kevaaronmas" graphic for the dec 8 prompt, "so, truth or dare?" text as follows: “So,” Jeremy says. “Truth or dare?” Kevin frowns. “Whatever you think you’re doing, stop doing it.” Jeremy just laughs. Beside him, Renee murmurs, “You have been looking in his direction the past ten minutes. Motivation might help.” “Why are you both harassing me? Harass Jean,” Kevin demands. Renee accepts this, offering Jeremy her arm. They depart from Kevin’s side with too-knowing glances, leaving him watching Aaron across the room. He’s not here with Katelyn. Allison had said, but— He’s not here with Katelyn, and his hair is longer at the ends, and Kevin feels twenty-three again, unable to look away.

on the eighth day of #kevaaronmas someone asks... "so, truth or dare?"

some more special guest stars today! and some . yk. december is a time for endings and coming back together and sometimes that's fun festivities and sometimes that's remembering old things. kevin day is just a boy sometimes...

“Kevin. Enough.” Kevin stops long enough to make a cutting gesture at Aaron, then he continues placing his collection of decorative elves in a curvy row on their lawn. There are already many lights, reindeers and sleds installed. “I’m putting Klaus out here next.” Their giant inflatable snowman. An eyesore. Aaron crosses his arms. “You are excessive.” Kevin stops to glare, pointing at him with the next elf’s hat. ”Do you want Mr. Jenkins to win the contest this year?” No, Aaron thinks. He fucking hates that guy, so Aaron supposes he can put up with Kevin’s antics this time.

#kevaaronmas day 7 — “remind me why i put up with you”

They’re very serious about their neighbourhood best-decorated house competition

On the other hand, Kevin walks in odd shapes, stepping over the foot tracks he’s already left in the snow as he doubles back towards Aaron. Apparently, your car breaking down on the way into the city is as good an opportunity as any to try to catch snowflakes. Kevin takes his task very seriously, trying to inspect every batch of snowflakes closely though they melt almost instantly in his hand. The snow is landing on Kevin’s hair softly. He shakes it off but it sticks to his long eyelashes. Pretty, Aaron thinks. The thought both warms and annoys him.

#kevaaronmas day 6 — “still very pretty”

(But it doesn't really annoy him.) (He's just infatuated and in love.) (WITH KEVIN DAY!) (And that's a little annoying ok)

this starts with on the other hand but I dont rmbr the first hand was bc I deleted it LOL

Aaron sips at his drink and gives Kevin a flat look. Kevin says, “Don’t,” without even looking at him. Aaron snickers, pressing into Kevin. Kevin leans away, pretending to be annoyed with Aaron. “You like it.” “Heavy on the rum,” Aaron comments lightly. “It’s what the fathers of yore would have wanted.” Kevin leans towards Aaron and wraps his arm around his shoulders, pulling him close again. He grabs Aaron's chin to tilt his head up. ‘Say thank you.” Aaron does. Kevin smiles his real smile and presses a soft kiss to Aaron’s lips. “Merry Christmas even though you’re annoying.”

#kevaaronmas day 5 — first christmas together

Oh so the vision is they're in their first house they bought together recently!!... first Christmas....in their first house....it's special<3

a festive "kevaaronmas" graphic for the prompt "remind me why i put up with you again?" for the ship kevaaron from aftg graphic text: Kevin won’t stop twitching. “Remind me why I put up with you again?” Andrew inquires. No answer. Andrew glances in the rearview mirror and finds Kevin staring at the hospital, lip caught between his teeth. “Do you think—” Kevin cuts himself off, then says, “Do you think he’ll be pleased?” “He has terrible taste,” Andrew says, “so probably.” Kevin scowls. Before he can respond, there’s a rap on the window. “Delivery,” Neil announces, then shifts so Aaron—behind him—can see Kevin. Andrew watches Aaron’s face transform: blank to startled to shining—grinning—already reaching for the door handle. Yeah, Andrew thinks. He’s happy.

on the seventh day of #kevaaronmas someone asks... "remind me why i put up with you again?"

lil family & friends spin to the kevaaron of it all for the festive season! andrew will still hold ur secrets kevin but it's nice that nowadays they're surprise visits more than murderous mafia situations 💗

a festive graphic for "kevaaronmas" day six, featuring kevin's injury and aaron tracing his face gently. the text reads: “This is humiliating,” Kevin mutters. “Yep,” Aaron says unsympathetically. Kevin scowls, contemplating throwing something at him. Aaron doesn’t even look up. “Ugh,” he says. “Stop being a baby,” Aaron says. “You’re Kevin Day. Nobody’s going to laugh at you.” Kevin regards him dubiously. “You think?” Aaron finally looks at him. “Yeah,” he says. He reaches out, almost trance-like, and skims his finger over Kevin’s cheek, tracing his black eye. Kevin can’t breathe. “Yeah,” Aaron says again, swallowing, settling back into his seat. “Still very pretty.” It’s pitched like a joke, but looking at Aaron— Kevin thinks maybe he means it.

a festive graphic for "kevaaronmas" day six prompt "still very pretty" the text reads: “What the fuck happened to you?” Allison demands over FaceTime. “Neil,” Kevin mutters. “Ice-skating,” Aaron supplies from the couch beside him. He rolls his eyes. “They got bored and started running drills during it. Elbows were involved.” Allison’s sigh speaks volumes. “Kevin,” she scolds. “Being pretty was your get-out-of-jail-free card from having a personality. Now you’re going to have to remember how to be a real boy.” “Ha-ha,” he says. “You’re hilarious.” In an undertone, Aaron says, “I don’t know about that.” Kevin glances sidelong at him. Aaron shrugs. “You’re still very pretty.” Kevin flushes. Aaron fights back a grin.

on the sixth day of #kevaaronmas we hear... "still very pretty"

so. wrote one, got itchy, wrote a second, couldn't decide. mari & mina voted to post both LOL & i realised they could co-exist

u can consider the right as taking place 1-2 yrs later, now Together, as a callback to make kevin flush <3

on the fifth day of #kevaaronmas it's... their first xmas together 🫡

well. i did the math! went, oh, right, yeah. that. it's that... while mina just watched my huffy typing lmao but at least it's not what mari was sussing me for LMAO

Aaron cocks his head to the side and sighs, long-suffering. “So,” Nicky starts, but he cuts himself off. He looks at Kevin with disgust, says, “Ugh,” with feeling—disappointment—then turns around and walks back into the living room. Honestly, they should all have seen this coming. “I don’t know what’s worse,” Aaron says, fisting a hand in Kevin’s sweater and stretching it out. “That you’ve actually found an ugly Exy-themed Christmas sweater or that it isn’t making you look ugly.” Kevin smoothes a hand down his chest with some force, flicking Aaron’s hand away. “Thank you,” Kevin says to that, petulant.

#kevaaronmas day 4 — getting traditions wrong

In the sense that he didn’t get the tradition wrong but the vibes, those are wrong (spent all day staring at my coworkers’ ugly christmas sweaters 🫰, i’m keeping this!!!)

Kevin interprets that as: you’re handsome AND good at ugly sweater competish

a festive 'kevaaronmas' graphic for a ficlet featuring kevin's injured nose after an attempted mistletoe kiss

on the fourth day of #kevaaronmas we are... getting well-known traditions wrong 😔 this one goes out to mari cars!oldmanyaoi decaflondonfog 🫶 if she did not stop me from procrastiyapping, i would still be doing this at 4am probably 😔