Holiday special 1 Canada x reader Family Christmas

Canada x reader

A family Christmas

You closed the door to their bedroom and snuck down stairs, trying not to made a sound as you stepped into the living room.
"Are they asleep?" Matthew asked in a hushed tone, turning around to face you. You gave a quick nod. Both of you snuck down to the basement to get the presents that were hidden in the closet under the stairs. You knew the kids would never look there because they were scared that there was an evil monster hiding inside. You tightened your robe before taking a couple

of the presents and bringing them up stairs, Matthew was walking behind you with the rest of them. You knelt beside the tree and started to set out the presents, being careful not to made a ruckus or drop anything. After you placed the last one, you started to get up but your sleeve got stuck on an ornament. It was the bell you bought last year. You froze as you heard the chime. You tried to get it to come off but it wouldn't do as you wanted. Then you felt a pair of strong yet gentle hands take the bell and untangle the string. You sighed as you looked up smiled.

Both of you headed toward the couch, but not before you turned on the fireplace. After, you sat down leaning into your husband. He put an arm around you and pulled you closer. You took a cookie from the plate and took a bite drinking some of the milk afterwards.

"I'm always so nervous that they will find out." You said taking another bite.
"Don't worry. It's fine since they sleep like the dead." You raised an eyebrow.
"Well that's a nice comparison. Especially since we're talking about our children." He chuckled lightly as he started kissing you.
"You know what I mean."
"Of course I do." You said, looking at his beautiful blue eyes, that at times seemed to have a tint of violet in them, which made them that much more fascinating to you.
"But they're growing up and we have to tell them sonner or later"
"They're still young, don't worry about it"
But suddenly, you heard small light steps coming down the stairs as you took another sip of milk and when you put the glass down, you found your six year old daughter staring at you with what you thought was supposed to be a stern look.

"Those are for Santa." Your daughter said as your four year old nodded in agreement as he stood beside his sister, arms crossed. You and Matthew exchanged a look, then turned back to your kids. "Well, Santa already came by and ate all the cookies and drank all the milk. But then mommy and daddy were really hungry so they got some more cookies and milk." You told them, waiting to see their reaction. Your daughter, __(daughter’s name)__’s blue eyes relaxed and a soft smile spread across her lips. she looked so much like her father when she smiled like that. Your son, __(son’s name)__ on the other hand, looked slightly confused, with his eyes, being identical to yours, narrowed in suspicion.

“I thought we put out the last cookies for santa.”
“Well that’s what we thought too, but then we found another box.” Matthew replied quickly as you shared a look with him. Both of you thought that knowing your kids, the younger one would be the first to guess that santa didn’t exist. He was already trying to prove Santa didn't exist by finding loopholes.
“Can we open the presents!“ screamed your little angel and you smiled slightly as you started getting up,
“Not now. But you can in the morning. Now back to bed you two!” Matthew followed as you rushed the kids upstairs.

You tucked __(daughter’s name)__ in, kissing her forehead and whispering good night, while Matthew tucked in __(son’s name)__. You walk back down stairs and while cleaning up, you felt two hands wrap around you.
“How about we go have some fun upstairs?” You hear a soft voice whisper, kissing your neck. You turned around, putting your hands on his shoulders while looking up into his eyes.
"Well how do we know the kids won't hear us?"
"We can be quiet..." You chuckled as both of you headed up stairs.