A bit of a different Christmas fic this, and I almost thought I wouldn't choose it after all, because... well, you'll probably see. But hold out for the end, because... ahhhhh... *vbg*
I always enjoy ailcia's fresh take on our lads - they're their own dark selves, but they're also absolutely our own Bodie/Doyle, and this story is no exception. Gotta love our lads... *g*
Although it's named from the lyrics of a Christmas hymn, this is more a winter fic than a Christmas fic. And it should serve well to keep you warm in the winter cold, at heart and possibly...otherwise.