Tiffany's and gift bags

-----Emily’s POV-----
I climbed out of the car, yawning and stretching my arms above my head. It was late and Niall and I had only just arrived home. It had been an amazing Christmas, probably my favourite yet. I’d got to spend the day with the people I loved the most, and it was my first Christmas with Niall. I smiled to myself, reaching my hand up to touch the locket than hung around my neck. Closing the car door behind me, I travelled to the back of the car and began removing our gifts from the boot.
“Let me get that” a soft voice spoke from behind me, “You go on inside, it’s cold out here”
I smiled, placing a small kiss on Niall’s cheek before taking the keys from his hand and heading towards the house. Walking inside, I threw off my coat and shoes before trudging into the living room and throwing myself down in the sofa.
“Sure you don’t want any help?” I called back to Niall, seeing him struggle to carry the bags.
I hopped up from the sofa and skipped towards him, taking a couple of bags from his hands and returning to the living room. Placing the bags down in the corner of the room, I returned to my previous position, spread out on the sofa. My gaze stayed locked on Niall as he removed his coat and shoes and joined me in the living room. He smiled, standing above me before leaning down and placing a small kiss on my lips.
“I had a really lovely day” He smiled, taking a seat on the small spot of sofa that I wasn’t covering, “I hope we have more Christmases together”
“I had a great day too, thank you again for the necklace its beautiful” I smiled at his sweet words, “and I think we’ll have many more Christmases together”
He smiled at me, standing and making his way into the kitchen.
“Do you want a cup of tea?” he called through the door.
“Ooh yes please that would be lovely” I replied, the prospect of a nice cup of tea sounding very appealing in this cold weather.
I closed my eyes, laying my head back on the cushion and recalling the day’s events. It really had been a great day. I smiled at memories of me and Anna attempting to cook a Christmas dinner. Burnt potatoes and mushy peas wasn’t really what we were going for but it went down a treat anyway. I guess when you have 5 hungry boys to feed they don’t care how it’s cooked as long as it’s vaguely edible. I remembered watching Anna’s reaction as Harry handed her – her gift. It was a beautiful bracelet and her reaction was priceless, she looked like she was about to cry. Harry seemed pleased with her reaction, clearly a £2000 price tag means nothing to these boys as me and Anna were the only ones who were shocked by the price. That’s what fame and riches do to you. My thoughts drifted to how much fun the day was, everyone laughing and having a good time. Actually, Harry and Anna were laughing a lot. I suddenly remembered the gift bag that Harry pointed out, and Niall looking embarrassed. He’d whispered to me telling me that he would explain later. Well, it was later.
“Niall” I called out into the kitchen and eagerly waited for a reply.
“Yes Emily” He responded, peering through the door to look at me, “what is it?”
“Earlier, when Harry gave you that gift bag and you seemed embarrassed and said you explain later” I explained, “Well, it’s later, so get explaining”
A blush crept across his cheeks, followed by a cheeky smirk. He disappeared back into the kitchen, returning moments later with two mugs of tea. He handed me my tea and placed his down on the coffee table before heading over to the pile of gifts. He rummaged through the bags for a moment before finding the gift bag and returning to take a seat beside me.
“I wasn’t meant to leave this at Anna’s that was kind of embarrassing” he admitted, “This is a little present for you… and also kind of for me…”
I glared at him suspiciously as he handed me the gift bag, placing my tea down on the coffee table. I reached into the bag, feeling suspicious of what I might find in there. I pulled out a bra, white lace adorned with a green shamrock print. I let out a small giggle as I held the bra up in front of me. Noticing there was still something in the bag I reached in again, this time pulling out some matching lace pants. I laughed again, placing the underwear bag into the bag.
“I love them Niall” I smiled, leaning over and placing kiss on his lips, “I can see why you were embarrassed”
He laughed, nodding his head and placing his face in his hands. I put the bag on the coffee table and threw my arms around him, whispering into his ear that he was adorable, and my cute little Irish man. He laughed sitting up straight and pulling me into his arms. We stayed like that for a little while, drinking our tea and watching ‘The Santa Clause’ which was showing on TV.
I took the last sip of my tea before standing and picking up Niall’s empty mug from the table and wandering into the kitchen. I placed the mugs in the sink, deciding I would wash them up tomorrow. I walked back through the living room where Niall was still sitting on the sofa, completely engrossed in the movie. I smiled at his reactions to goings on in the film, he was such a child.
“I’m gonna go get ready for bed okay” I informed Niall, picking up the gift bag from the table.
“Okay love, I’ll be up in a minute” he replied, managing to peel his eyes away from the TV for a moment, “the movie’s almost finished”
Leaving the room, I made my way up the stairs and into the bedroom. I closed the bathroom door behind me and began my bedtime routine, brushing my teeth, removing my makeup, cleansing and toning. A smile decorated my face as I noticed the gift bag I’d placed down next to the sink.
-----Niall’s POV-----
I stood and stretched as the credits began to roll. I loved that film. After turning off the TV, I began to check the doors were locked and switched the lights off before I headed up stairs. I entered the bedroom, noticing Emily wasn’t there. She was probably in the bathroom. I removed my shirt and trousers before collapsing onto the soft sheets of the bed. I lay there for a moment, thinking about the day’s events. It had been a lot of fun and I’m glad I got to spend it with the boys and Anna and Emily. I smiled, recalling her face as she opened the gift from me. I knew she loved anything Tiffany’s and I knew her old locket had broken. She seemed to love it so I assumed I’d done well. The sound of the bathroom door opening caught my attention, stealing me away from my thoughts. I looked up to see Emily standing in the doorway, wearing only the shamrock underwear I’d bought her, the soft lace clinging to her petite body in all the right ways.
“Top of the morning to ya” she giggled, putting on an awful Irish accent.
I struggled to contain my laughter at her terrible attempt at an Irish accent, rising from the bed and making my way towards her. She knew I wouldn’t be able to resist her, standing there looking like that. I was powerless to resist her charms. I walked towards her, my eyes trailed across her exposed body, wanting her more and more every second. She smiled up at me sweetly; absolutely aware of what she was doing to me. Before she could say another word I pulled her up into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist, a small giggle escaping from her lips. I tilted my head up, capturing her lips in mine and stealing a sweet kiss before turning around and carrying her back over to the bed. I dropped her down onto the bed and crawled on top of her, placing kisses up her stomach until I reached her face, placing a soft kiss on her lips and smoothing a stray strand of hair that had fallen haphazardly across her face.
“Oh the luck of the Irish” I grinned, offering her a small wink.

Notes

Follow on from 'Tiffany's and gift bags' I just had to add this because I couldn't resist. It is the cutest. I almost drifted into smut at the end there but I held myself and managed to contain it. Comment and rate if you like!