*Challenge #95: Cold* Title: In the Still of the Night Notes: No beta, feel free to tell me if it needs work. And please write drabbles, y'all! It seems like people are hardly writing anymore, which makes me worry that no one is reading, either. I know I don't write every single time, but I try to do most of them and some people would probably be glad to see LESS of me and more of YOU! And the condom goes to: Vic
They worked hard in the frigid night. Brian hadn't said anything to Justin after he kissed him; simply grabbing a paintbrush and starting to work. Words weren't necessary; after a while, neither of them wanted to be the first to break the silence.
It was bitterly cold and their breath hung heavy and white in the air as they made their way back to the loft, stopping occasionally to hang a few more posters. When they got to the corner of Fuller and Tremont, Justin stopped and pulled Brian to him, kissing his cold lips until they were both breathless.