The Time of Yule

“I don’t want to share you with anybody,” Baz sighed. “Especially not with my family.”
Even though the Pitches were not happy about his choice of partner they wanted to have him back for the holidays, so they invited them both.
“I don’t want your family to hate me,” answered Simon, then corrected himself: “Not more than they already do.”
“But why do I even have to go to my family’s house for holidays? I’m dead, I should have some kind of a permit to do whatever the hell I want!”
Simon smiled. Kissed him. The decision has been made.