So i have like no clue what the hell i'm writing but this is my first attempt at this, Any cristism would be welcome.

"Chaaaaaanyeol... I have to ask you an important question"

Baekhyun not so quitely whispers and stares expectantly at his boyfriends back, as his face is illuminated only by his laptop screen. He must've loked like a burritio with wi-fi, all wrapped up in his favourite Finding Nemo blanket. 

After getting no reply Baekhyun extends his hand and nudges Chanyeol's shoulder

"Yeol, Would you rather be 4ft4 or 7ft7?"

The silence hangs in the air until-

"Baekhyun why the everloving are you asking me th- it's 2:48am"

He grumbles tiredly. Glaring at the bedside clock.

"I know buuuut, this website says most people would pick.." he squints at the screen while scrolling "..4'4 if they had to make a choice.... now THAT seems strange to me Yeol, like if you were like super tall then you could do so many cooler things y'know. What do you think?" 

Baekhyun asks inquisitively

Nope, The taller thinks to himself Not tonight.

He waves one of his arms over to his boyfriend's laptop, closes it and quickly manuvers it out of the smallers grasp, of course without complaint from Baekhyun about how it's rude to take other peoples possessions, Chanyeol argues back about how it's also rude to wake up their other half at nearly 3am for a dumb quiz. But not so eloquently put across by Chanyeol as he could already feel his world becoming dark and eyelids becoming heavy.

Although Chanyeol loved Baek to the moon and back he really needs to confront him about his non stop "internet sessions", they just keep Chanyeol from sleeping as no one likes a grumpy Chanyeol lying next to them.

He places the laptop down on the floor slowly as not to break the damn thing, how about he just dates that piece of junk instead?

Chanyeol turns back around in their small bed to face his pocket sized lover, admiring how his hair fell slightly over his right eye when he slept, how even though they've kissed a billion times before, just thinking about his lips makes him shiver. How they're pretty and pink but needy and feisty at the same time. Carefully Chanyeol placed his hand on Baekhyuns neck and wrapped his fingers around to his nape, his harder guitar-playing fingers grazed over the soft expanse of skin and Baek tried to subtly wriggle closer to him. Wriggling still, Baek latches his arms around Chanyeol's waist and one on the the bed between them, he tugs on Chanyeols waist as to say "hold me closer right this moment because it's the middle of November, snowing outside, and i'm too afraid to leave the heating on over night...just in case." 

They tangle themselves together, feet tickling calves and hot breath falling on icy skin.

"You know B, I was thinking-"

"oh no"

"I know right" He laughs "Tomorrow since i have the day off, we should do nothing but watch Harry Potter and eat popcorn until corn kernals start falling out our nostrils. You in?"

Chanyeol whispers with his eyes closed

"Well I sure as hell ain't out. It'll be too cold to do anything else anyway tomorrow. I'd love that"

"And I love you"

"The feeling's mutual" Baekhyun mumbles quitely, actually starting to feel a lot less hyper than before and more calm.

There's silence that fills the room. Uncomfortable? no. But Baek still isn't tired enough so instead of sleeping he smoothly leans up towards his exhausted boyfriend and places his lips on top his, gently applying pressure and drawing back in a sort of rhythm that they seemed to have mastered by this point. Give and take, push and pull.

Small gestures that make his skin tingle with compassion are coming out of nowhere as Chanyeol grunts, pulling Baekhyuns warming body to his own with force. Baekhyun's chapped winter lips mould against Chanyeol's, Which are significantly softer in comparison. Baekhyun wonders if Chanyeol knows how he affects him. But still their lips move in sync with each other and make goosebumps prick all over their bodies, Baekhyun runs his hand underneth Chanyeols shirt and props himself so that he's ever so slightly leaning over him. His boyfriend. His warmth.

The same feeling of warmth spreads through Chanyeols body as he hears the crunch of snow being stood on by presumably drunk teens outside. Any day was considered summer to him when he was like this with the one person he loved more than anything. Despite Baekhyuns impressive eyebags and lack of time awareness, his puppy like excitment and constant internet browing self. He feels like the luckest man. Lucky in every sense of the word as he weaves his hands into his boyfriends hair only to hear a soft whimper get swallowed by their battling tongues.  

With closed eyes and a heated pair of lips making his head feel fuzy, Chanyeol feels his body on the verge of falling into a deep sleep which wouldn't be ideal when kissing someone. His poor baek would probably have some sort of complex about his kissing skills if he actually did fall asleep and so breaks off the kiss.

"B, you really do light up my world and all the jazz, and i love you but can we carry this on tomorrow? it's just i-"

He yawns, and begins to Baekhyun's hair while admiring how the boy curls up next to him.

Baekhyun smiles and nods as he lays his head on his chest, wishing that they could stay like this forever.

They both fall asleep to the sound of a mixture of rain and snow pitter pattering on their windowsill and the steady breaths of soulmates who might just be perfect for each other resting on their skin.

Although they were constantly on different waves lengths, they worked well together.

Almost harmonious at times.

Almost

*Hides*

is it over?

did i conquer my fear?

okay. Thank you for reading xxxx