Carlos bit his lip to keep from smiling too goofily. “I… thanks, Hancock. So are you. I wanted to make sure I got you something cool, that nobody else had… well, other than me, I guess. Something that you’d really appreciate. And you like playing the games, so… yeah.” He knew he was babbling a bit, but he couldn’t help it. He was just so relieved and happy that Hancock liked the present. He was honestly a little worried that Hancock’s not growing up with a holiday spirit would damper it. But it seemed like everything was alright.
“I do appreciate it, sunshine.” He purred and leaned in to press a kiss to Carlos’ cheek. It was still a little weird to him to be celebrating….. well anything, honestly, but Carlos’ cheer certainly helped and there was no way in hell the ghoul was going to do something to screw this all up. “Is–– I’m sorry, but is this…. what the holiday is normally like? I always thought it was more uh…. over the top, I like this better.”
Carlos shrugged slightly. “Well… honestly, I’m not sure. I know that pre-war it was everywhere and there were huge celebrations about it, but I lived in a vault. We did have a vault-wide party sometimes, unless food was short. But, uh… my dad always told us that it was family that was important. And… making sure that we appreciated each other.” He laughed softly. “God, that sounds so corny…”