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Warnings: Angst, fluff, like it gets really fluffy, i love cliches leave me alone
Summary: It's supposed to be yours and Tom's first Christmas together but a snowstorm seems to have other plans
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The tree is twinkling with tinsel and ornaments of all sorts. Some are, of course, Spider-Man and other Marvel-related characters. There's one that looks like Tessa and a few Disney ones along with a few yours and Tom's families had given to you as keepsakes. It's your first Christmas living with Tom and tree decorating was incredible. It consisted of laughing, Tom mostly just handing you ornaments claiming that you arrange them better, and then making hot chocolate for the both of you to sip on as he made a fire.
The tree is kind of like everything you should be experiencing but as Tom's life would have it, he had a prior commitment which left him in the states and to catch an early flight on Christmas Eve. The time was ticking down from when you were going to be able to pick him up and your heart immediately jumped and a smile spread across your face as your phone started going off, a Facetime call from Tom.
"Hey, darlin'." Tom says, a gentle smile on his face.
"Hey!" You chime, your smile much wider than his as you take in the background. "Have you already landed? Your flight isn't supposed to be in for another two hours." Excitement flooded through you at the thought of having Tom home two hours earlier.
It doesn't seem like a big deal. It's only two hours but that's two hours the two of you could be spending in front of a fire with Home Alone playing. It's still two hours you could be spending on Christmas Eve together.
Tom lets out a soft sigh and he gives you a sad smile, shaking his head slightly, the grey beanie he's wearing preventing his curls from falling over his forehead. "I'm so sorry, love."
Your brows furrow as you take in his words and the sadness coming over his face. "You're not gonna make it, are you?" You ask, your words broken.
Tom shakes his head. "There's a snowstorm, all flights as delayed until the mornin'."
"You're gonna miss Christmas." Your heart breaks as you realize that if he doesn't get on a flight tonight, your first Christmas together will have to wait until next year.
"Yeah." Tom says and it's the saddest expression you've ever seen. "Looks that way."
You can feel a lump forming in your throat as you look down to Tessa who's asleep on your lap. You pet her head and around her ears, trying to not let yourself cry. It's not Tom's fault. This is just part of mother nature. No one controls the weather and it snows this time of year. It happens and sometimes, flights have to be delayed but it hurts. You were looking forward to it. You were supposed to wake up together, in bed, Tessa at your feet and it was supposed to be sweet and soft with gentle 'good morning' and 'merry Christmas' kisses. You were going to get cups of coffee in your matching mugs Tom's mom had gotten you both and you were going to open presents. Tom was supposed to open a new watch you'd gotten engraved for him. It was special and the snow has seemed to ruin what should be your favorite Christmas. It's just a bit soul-crushing.
