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🎄 Giftmas Day 8: Matching Pyjamas--Saphne

Cutsey fluffy drabble of the Basset--Bridgertons and Daphne's unrelelnting quest for the perfect Christmas picture.

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Ah Deer! It's Christmas Time! Love, S&D Basset

“No Daphne.”

“Oh, please—just for the photo.”

Simon shook his head at the reindeer horns she proffered him—a couple sizes larger than the ones on their little babies.

“I love you, I love our children, but I have to draw the line.”

Daphne pouted.

“I suppose I did manage to convince you to have a child with me," Daphne continued, rubbing her belly.

“Indeed,” he turned away then whipped back and pecked her on the lips, “and I am ever so glad you helped me change my mind.”

“Noted. Although I would truly appreciate…”

“Daphne—no chance.”

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Christmas has us feeling extra Santa-mental. Love, S, D & A Basset

“Darling look what I found,” Daphne cried, holding up four Father Christmas costumes—one of them large enough to go over her baby bump.

Simon only needed to raise an eyebrow. before Daphne sighed.

“You just have to do the hat.”

“Daphne.”

Daphne sighed.

“Alright, alright. I get the message.”

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Wishing you a tree-mendous Christmas. Love, S, D, A & B Basset

“My love, are these not the cutest Christmas tree glasses—”

“Daphne.”

“I shall take that as a no.”

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Have your elf, a very merry Christmas. Love, S, D, A, B &C Basset.

“Daphne…”

“Just this once,” she wheedled with the elf ears. “I’ll make it worth your while,” she whispered against his lips.

“Daphne…” Simon leant forward as he dropped the octave of his voice, “No.”

Daphne huffed.

“Fine, then no sex.”

“Are we going to do this again?”

Then again, their previous attempts had ended quite wonderfully…

“Yes.”

“My love, we know how this shall end—why not skip the pointless posturing?”

“I am trying to make a point.”

“So have I, for the last four years.”

Daphne pushed him away.

“The things I do for love.”

“And the things I love to do to you,” Simon whispered, trailing his hand somewhere that made Daphne’s eyes roll back in pleasure.

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It's a be-yule-tiful time of year! Love, S, D, A, B, C & D Basset

Simon rolled his eyes as he watched his wife move past with a bag full of wings and halos.

“Christmas card pictures on Friday,” she announced putting her wares on the kitchen island.

Simon sighed and went to speak but…

“I know, I know. You do not have to wear the angel wings.” Daphne gave Simon a small, albeit sad, smile. “I have long since realised that there are always compromises in a marriage. Anyway, it would be bizarre if you joined now—you have set your own precedent.”

Simon swallowed thickly even though his wife’s eyes were soft with understanding.

Daphne kissed him on the cheek as she left,

“I love you regardless.”

That did not help matters.

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Daphne smiled at the set of angel wings and halos in her hands. Her four little angels and Simon. Her mother had spotted them and, once again, queried why she brought one short.

“It is not Simon’s thing, it never has.” Daphne gently put the wings in her cart and perused the tinsel halo.

“Oh hush, if you truly told him how you felt—"

Mother it is a picture, once a year.” Daphne snapped, then took a deep breath, “And I know he does many things he is not comfortable with for me that are far more significant. I can excuse him of this.”

“I know…I do not doubt your love, but it would be nice…” her mother had trailed off, in that annoying way that encouraged one to complete the thought process.

“Yes, yes it would,” Daphne whispered.

Daphne shook herself and started calling through the house for her children. With four of them now it seemed an awful chore to collate them in any space.

However, none of her children were in playroom nor nursery, nor hidden under Simon;s desk or raising the kitchen. Finally, she heard whispered giggles from the sitting room.

“Is that some cheeky children I hear?” She called with a burgeoning grin. “I hope you are all being good children for father—” she flicked the switch on.

“Surprise!” Amelia, Belinda and Caroline cried. David squealed in Simon’s arms wearing a reindeer onesie that matched his siblings…and his father.

Daphne gasped.

“Surprise!” Simon called. Daphne could barely speak—and not because of her children who had tackled her into a hug.

Once free she came up to Simon, eyes wide and glistening.

“Simon…”

He kissed her sweetly.

“Yes, there are always compromises in a marriage, but there should be no place for pride. I am sorry and truly—this was quite fun.”

Daphne sniffled slightly,

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“I love you most.”

“Oh, my gorgeous, beautiful wife—that is one contest you shall never win.” He replied with the smirk that had enchanted her across a dancefloor five years ago. A smirk that had changed her life and Christmas forever.

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