Sleighed by M.K Vindictiv

Nick
From a young age, my sole focus has been preparing for this very moment. As the eldest child of the current Santa Claus, the position has always been mine to inherit. Now he is retiring, my time has come. I should spend my nights stressing about the impending Christmas deadline but my thoughts keep wandering to the grease-covered mechanic currently fixing my sleigh. From the moment the moody teen stormed into my family sixteen years ago, he captured my heart. Now, as a man, he unknowingly keeps it locked away.

Kris
Everyone loved the constant Christmas decorations and festive atmosphere in the village. For me, it was a never-ending nightmare, a constant reminder of another place I didn’t belong. As the clock ticks down to Christmas Eve, the mounting pressure to get the sleigh ready on time is increasing. I should be dedicating all my time to completing the necessary upgrades, definitely not picturing how well my stepbrother fills out his new Santa suit.