May all your Christmases be bright...

[awickedtime]

Raised in the Church of Night, Nick's never celebrated Christmas before, but it's important to Charlie and Rosie, so it's important to Sabrina, so it's important to Nick. He'd basically given Rosie and Charlie free rein to decorate the apartment, which is draped in lights and glitter, the tree shimmering merrily in the corner. It's not dissimilar to some of the festivals that he had celebrated in his life. The iconography is different, though.

They've carved out time to spend together, in the midsts of all the other meals, all the other obligations with the found families that they've made themselves. Nick had agonised over gifts for the girls, less so for Charlie, and they're neatly wrapped in paper and metallic ribbon. He's proud of how pretty they look, if he's honest.

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[signed_sabrina]

Sabrina has more experience with the holiday than Nick, but she's found that sometimes the strange cultural clashes she'd grown up with lead to less clarity than just learning about something. She's very thankful that the solstice passes easily, and that when it does, they're left with a clear shot at a good, happy Christmas.

Her own worries about gifts had been very real, if short-lived. The memory of Harvey returning the colored pencils to her still holds a sting, though it'd taken only a moment or two in the presence of the people that really love her to decide what she wants to do.

Dressed in red velvet, she lets herself curl up on the couch to watch them, this little tangle of people she adores, as they move about and settle into place themselves. Salem dozes under the tree, and it's one of those rare moments where everything's going right, and she can just let go.

Just be happy.

[forthsofar]

Knowing how striking Sabrina looks in red, Rosie succumbed to the silliness of the season and chose a soft knit dress in green; more complimentary than coordination, if just as festive. After laying her presents beneath the tree, all wrapped in bright paper with ribbon curls and an envelope with a card taped to the top of each, she gives Salem a scratch behind the ears and stands, glancing over at the other three people she's come to trust--and love--more than she ever thought possible.