It was a cold winter day. Even in their apartment it was quite chilly. (Hakyeon refused to turn up the thermostat to save money. Plus, that meant more blankets, sweaters, and cuddling.) A mundane afternoon. Nothing to do but sit around.

 Hakyeon made himself comfortable on the soft suede couch. Clad in sweatpants and festive holiday sweater. Nose buried in his book. Occasionally glancing away to reach for his cup of hot tea. Taking a few moments to indulge its zesty sweet flavors. How much it warmed him as he sipped. The aroma inviting with tones of cinnamon.

 His focus from the novel in his hands was broken by the sound of soft groaning from across the room. Taekwoon, though fresh out of the shower, still groggy with sleep from his nap. Damp hair sticking to his cheeks and brows. His sleek black cat ears pointed in awkward angles, as if still frozen in position from being squashed against the pillow.

 Hakyeon shot him a dazzling smile. Warm and bright enough to put the sun to shame. He looked adorable and cold from his damp hair and in need of some cuddling. "Hakyeon-ah... I'm cold." He pouted in a sleepy grumble as he padded across the cool hardwood floor over to the couch. Hakyeon intently watched his every move as he moved closer.

 Taekwoon plopped down beside him on the couch. Leaning down until his head rested in Hakyeon's warm lap. Lightly squeezing his thigh in one hand and his sweater at his hips in the other, in search of more warmth. "Oh, Taekwoonie... you're so adorable... what am I gonna do with you?" Hakyeon chuckled lightly as he draped a soft, fleece blanket over Taekwoon's broad body partially curled in his lap. Hakyeon's attention returning to his book. Taekwoon let out a soft sigh of content. It felt so nice. Warm in Hakyeon's lap, and to be so tenderly and lovingly cared for.

 Hakyeon softly carded through Taekwoon's lemon-colored locks, massaging his scalp and silky cat ears with the pads of his fingers. And leaned down to press a chaste kiss to his temple. The sweet cool smell of Taekwoon's peppermint lotion and shampoo assailing his nostrils. Taekwoon felt so comfortable. Safe under Hakyeon’s loving touch. He began to feel creeping up on him. So peaceful. This perfect warm moment.

Taekwoon began to fidget. Rolling onto his back so he could gaze at Hakyeon's face. He nudged the book out of his hands and onto the little side table. He had his attention now. Gazing up into Hakyeon's warm shimmering midnight eyes. His fingers danced around the base of his neck, playing with the soft sweater and tugging at it to reveal a little more of his golden brown skin.

 "Hakyeon-ah... your skin... you're so beautiful... I love you." Taekwoon said, voice softer and sweeter than whipped cream. Hakyeon's face grew hot and flush deep pink as a smile tugged at the corners of Taekwoon's lips.

"You’re too precious... I love you too, Taekwoonie." His words dripped with honey. Taekwoon cupped Hakyeon's cheek, pulling him down as he propped himself up on his elbow. Lips meeting. Softly, tenderly and languidly.