"More?" Dave asked with raised eyebrows, unable to keep himself from pressing a light kiss to Dylan's flushed cheek. He kept close to Dylan, propping the tree up with one arm and keeping a loose hold around his boyfriend's waist as they entered Dylan's apartment. The door swung closed and Dave shifted the tree to lean up against it before looking around at the walls. He saw the meadow first, almost getting lost in the green before the snow, the detailed white snowflakes that made him grin and beam and press a fast kiss to Dylan's lips. Last, after pulling back, he saw the fireplace and his eyes widened.
"It's- perfect." Dave said in an awed tone and, after a moment of just staring, he managed to snap himself out of it and slung the backpack carefully from his back, opening the front compartment. "And I made you something for it." Very messily sewed out of red felt, with yellow felt stars decorating it, the stocking, which was also decorated with large green glitter letters simply reading 'DYLAN', was offered up to Dylan with a sheepish smile.