Silent Night
Brian was awakened by a web of arms, and
legs wrapped around him. Justin was in his usual spot snuggled against his
lover's side with one arm wrapped around Brian's chest, and one leg wrapped
around his
thigh. Gus was on the other side of the bed
stretched out flat on his back with one arm across Brian's face, and a leg
thrown across dada's belly. Brian gently moved Gus's arm aside. He smiled when
he noticed the half eaten gingerbread man still in his son's hand, and the
tell-tale signs of hot chocolate that stained his pink cheeks. The plan had
originally been for Gus to stay at the loft while his mommies did some last
minute Christmas eve
shopping. However the toddler's stay had to be extended when an unexpected
snowstorm paralyzed the
Brian eased out of bed, and strolled over
to the window amidst the glow of the Christmas tree lights. From his top floor
apartment he could see the white powdered sidewalks below. The earlier evening
crowded streets were now calm, and the stars in the moonlit sky now shined
clear, and bright. Just as quickly as the storm had came, an after the storm
peace had settled upon the blanketed city. It was a pleasant, venerated peace
that could only be described as heavenly.
The silence of the night was momentarily
interrupted by a rustling in the bedroom. Brian turned toward the sound to find
that it was Gus who had found his way to the other side of the bed, and claimed
his father's spot in Justin's arms. The older man's heart quaked at the
beautiful sight of his lover, and child, as the two laid sleeping together so
tender, and
so mild in a peaceful slumber that could only be described as heavenly.
"Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all
is bright......" A harmony of voices began to carol from the streets below. Even
the snow couldn't stifle this holiest of the night, with the city so calm, and
the stars so bright. "Glories stream from heaven afar. Heavenly hosts sing
alleluia......."
"Daddy." Gus lifted his head, and softly
called to his father.
Brian put his finger to his lips. "Shhhh.
Christ the savior is born." He told his son. "Christ the savior is born."