Gabriel's knees are always (skinned) wrote in repose,
Re: Car Park: Ben S/Ronan X
[Another shiver works through him as the wind snaps around their twined figures in the car park, biting at the exposed skin of Ronan's forearms and cutting through the thin cotton of his button-down like it's tissue paper. Even with the heat of Ben's skin against him and the warm nudge of that image in Ben's head, he feels nearly frozen as he shuffles in the direction of the car.] C'mon, if you don't want me to lose my egg-frying fingers to frostbite.
[He shoots Ben a little half-grin over his shoulder, eyebrows hitching up as he chokes out a muffled moan of surprise.] Do not tease me about bacon. You'd better be serious, love, or I swear to god -- [With a little tug on Ben's arm once they reach the car, separating so that he can climb into the passenger seat once Ben unlocks the doors, he's all but forgotten about the constricting hold of panic on a darkened train.
And as they set off towards home, he feels warmer already.]