It has its downsides, of course. Every Christmas does. But in spite of them, J thinks S might be right. It's certainly the most comfortable they've been financially. No one has just died, they're not fighting, he's not pushing S away, and they were both able just to enjoy each other's company and splurge a little. It doesn't have the same giddy thrill as their first Christmas, but it makes up for that by being cozy and miraculous all at once. It's the most peaceful he's felt at Christmas since their first in the studio, and he rarely felt that before then. But this, this is just magical.

"I think so," he agrees, soft as a confession, stealing another kiss. "We've had some good ones, but this..." Because this is special, too, looking at S, seeing the soft pleasure in his expression from what J said before. He doesn't tire of it, still surprised he's capable of making anyone happy at all. "Ah, it's just special. I'm just happy." It's early in the day, and he's already been fairly emotional, so he doesn't know if he expects that to last all day. But he still knows to count himself lucky if he has even a good start to his day, and this is an exceptional one.