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Another morning like any other, that isn’t to say there was anything wrong with waking up to the same beautiful snowy mountains every morning, far from it. 

Ignoring the raging headache Jesper gets when he wakes up too early, he slips past his sleeping partners and closes the bedroom door behind him. It makes a slow creak which makes him freeze, ok they’re still asleep. He really needs to get those hinges fixed. But who wouldn’t be happy with the hand-built doors carved with lovingly intricate patterns.

A rumble snore leaves Klaus and Jesper covers his mouth, red in the face from trying not to snicker as he slowly steps down the stairs. His partners usually insist on setting up the fireplace, even since he got a small burn on his hand. 

Jesper shakes his head in disbelief, this will be easy! He takes a match, swiping it quickly and throwing it into the log pile. An instinctive jump back when the fire roars causes him to chuckle to himself, ok maybe he still needs some practice.

There’s a lower chuckle that rumbles next to him, Jesper looks to Klaus with another laugh, “I.. I’m getting the hang of this whole cabin life. Hey, what happened to you being asleep?”

Klaus shrugs, “Someone was missing from the bed”, he leans down to give Jesper a quick kiss on the lips. His smaller partner blushes with a smirk, “Aw come on, one more for goodluck?”

Klaus rolls his eyes with a smile, picking up Jesper effortlessly and pulling him into a deep kiss. It could be the fireplace but Jesper feels his face go hot, gasping for air, “Wh..whoa.. Wow.. I’ll never get tired of that”

He’s set down and Klaus makes his way over to the worn out but comfortable couch, sitting down with a creak. Jesper sits directly next to him, resting his head on his broad shoulders, “Is Alva still asleep?”

“Not anymore”, Alva yawns with a stretch, her blonde messy hair pushed into a lazy ponytail, she refuses to get it cut and her partners are more than fine with those long golden locks. Klaus flusters as she walks down the stairs towards them, “Did we wake you?”

She shrugs with a tired smile, sitting between the two on the couch once Jesper makes a scene of scooching over. “We need to get those door hinges fixed”, Alva sighs, kissing both on the cheek, “What day is it again?”

“Saturday? Wait wait no it’s uh-” 

“Monday”, Klaus corrects Jesper, his blonde partners groaning in annoyance.

“Why did we pick these taxing jobs again?”, Jesper is the first to get up.

Alva gets up after him with a laugh, patting his shoulder, “You know why”

“Yeah yeah for the children!” he makes a big huff about it, just to make Klaus and Alva smile. He never thought he would get so far being a postman.. But really he loves it and wouldn’t trade being the one postman for miles for anything. 

Except maybe better working hours.

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Jesper has gotten better at sorting letters, stamping packages, and well everything since he’s gotten here. And with all that extra time means more time to pester his wife at her job when he’s finished with the mail.

His cold fingers push one of the windows open and he sticks his head in the school, “Morning kids! What is Miss Alva teaching you today?”

Alva shoots Jesper a glance and lightly shoves his head back, closing the window. Without even letting her take a breath, he’s already walking into the school. Surprisingly fast for a guy who weighs basically nothing.

The kids see Jesper walk in and start to chatter, happily holding up drawings they made of themselves. “Wow, good work! Ooh good shading there, that one belongs in a museum!” he crouches down.

“What’s a museum?”

He looks to the little kid and shrugs, “Forget it uh, so are we learning our ABCs or what?”

“We already know that!”

“Yeah, we aren’t babies!” another kid chimes in. The classroom erupts into more chatter and, without even looking, Jesper can feel Alva glaring daggers at him. Loving daggers, he’d like to add.

Sounds of chalk writing on the board causes the kids to calm down and pay attention again, Alva smiles softly, “Okay everybody, say bye to Mister Postman, I’m sure he has plenty of other letters to deliver, right?”

“Oh! Yeah! Right yeah bye kiddos-” that was his cue to leave, man he loves her though. But now what was he supposed to do?

Bother Klaus? Too far and too risky. Bother Mogens? Too difficult, that guy is immune to backtalk.

Spoil his partners? Eh might as well!

Taking a shortcut through a few snow covered alleys — no longer terrifying to him – Jesper arrives at the center of town, where the smell of freshly baked goods make him feel right at home.

Klaus and Alva are never good at being spoiled, compared to Jesper who has been spoiled all his childhood into adulthood. He wouldn’t exactly say it’s hard to show them love, but they are not the best at recieving gifts. 

Ironic, he thinks. 

So much giving everyday and the two feel shy about gifts, undeserving even? He doesn’t want them to. Sure, Jesper can be a chatterbox, but he likes to think actions speak louder than words.

“What can I get for you today, Postman?”

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“Three cinnamon rolls, two peach danishes with cheese in the middle, a batch of fresh gingerbread cookies right out of the oven, cocoa mix-”

Jespers partners watch with their jaws dropped as he lays pastry after pastry on the table.

“Jesper, babe.. You really don’t need to do all this-” Alva flusters, cupping Jespers face. He shrugs with a shy smile, “Why not?”

“It’s.. a lot…”

“You- You don’t like it-?”

“No I love it honey, but how are we supposed to eat all of this?”, she motions to the pastries. Klaus rumbles with laughter, a soft smile behind his bushy beard, “We might have to share”

Jesper runs a hand through his blonde hair and smiles, “Maybe we could invite the neighbors over for breakfast tomorrow? I.. wasn’t really thinking..”

Klaus slowly walks over, lifting his skinny partner up and giving him a strong bone-crushing hug, “We love the thought, Jesper”

His partner wheezes with a shaky thumbs up, “G-Great”