“Hey, Blintz! That tickles!” giggled Starsky. “Watch out, or I’m gonna spill the nuts.”<\/p>\n
That choice of words rendered Hutch quiet and thoughtful. He wondered for the umpteenth time if he should go through with his plan. But the cozy, familiar nearness of his friend was so reassuring that his fears were quelled. It was time.<\/p>\n
The movie arrived at its heartwarming conclusion. Hutch took a sip of his wine for his last bolster of courage.<\/p>\n
“Gettin’ late, Blondie.” Starsky yawned and stretched.<\/p>\n
Hutch couldn’t help noticing how his muscular chest pulled the fabric of his tight cotton shirt, how his biceps rippled.<\/p>\n
“Time for me to give you your present. It’s ok, I know you don’t believe in ’em; I don’t mind. But Christmas for me is about presents, and I wanna give you one. Back home we always opened at least one on Christmas Eve.” Starsky got up, rustled under the tree, and handed Hutch a brightly wrapped gift. “I picked it out special for you, Hutch. I think you’re gonna love it!”<\/p>\n
Hutch took the box from Starsky and placed it gently on the couch. “Thank you, Gordo. I know I will. But this year –” he stood and walked to the tree, reached behind it, and brought out a small box wrapped with care. “This year, I think the euphoric sentimentalism finally got to me. I have something for you.”<\/p>\n
The crooked grin shone in Starsky’s face, matching his lopsided cap. “For me? You got one for me?” He took the box eagerly from Hutch’s hand. “Wow, buddy. Thanks! This means a lot to me.”<\/p>\n
“Better open it first,” Hutch said quietly. His heart was thumping in his chest so loudly that he was afraid his partner could hear it.<\/p>\n
“Me first? Okay! Since it’s the first Christmas present you’ve given me, that makes sense.” Starsky tore the bow and wrapping off the box with his typical enthusiasm. Lifting the lid off the box, he stared inside it quizzically.<\/p>\n
“Mistletoe? What’re you tryin’ to tell me, Blintz? I need help with the ladies?”<\/p>\n
Hutch’s face fell. “No\u2026 no, of course not\u2026 that’s not it\u2026”<\/p>\n
Starsky looked at Hutch, confused. “Well, it can’t be you that needs help with ’em. You musta mixed up the boxes or somethin’.” He laughed. “I know, you were gonna give this to Simonetti. He DOES need help with the ladies.”<\/p>\n
He watched as Hutch took the box from his hands, removed the small branch, and walked resolutely to the doorway to the bedroom. With a trembling arm, Hutch pushed a tack into the top of the door jamb, hanging the mistletoe there. He then turned and stood under it, holding out his arms.<\/p>\n
Starsky looked wonderingly at Hutch. “Awww, Hutch\u2026.”<\/p>\n
Hutch was full of love and yearning. Exposed, vulnerable, he waited to be rejected — or to have his dreams come true.<\/p>\n
Starsky closed the distance between them and enfolded Hutch in a hug. “Babe,” he whispered. “I know. I know. And\u2026yes.”<\/p>\n
Hutch slid his arms around the warm, hard body and breathed the musky male scent mixed with sandalwood that was Starsky. In the warm glimmer of the Christmas lights, his heart soared as his lips met Starsky’s in the sweetest kiss he had ever known.<\/p>\n
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