So, it's been a while. Sorry guys, but everything's been so hectic. The bad news is that I'm failing art. The good news is that I've been accepted into Sixth Form, which is ace. Now, onto fic.
Title: Winter Comfort
Pairing: Mark/Robbie
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Fluffiness, super-vaguely-implied!sexing
Word count: 113. I fail, yet again.
Summary: For
asilia. Five drabbles left at
this post.
Mark shut the door behind him and began to unwrap his scarf. It took at least half a minute, and by the time he’d finished, Robbie had appeared in the doorway, holding out a cup of coffee.
“Still snowing?” he asked.
Mark nodded. “Roads are covered,” he replied, smiling a little. “It was too slippy to get to the end of the path, not to mention the cold.”
Robbie nodded. “The cold’s getting inside. We should probably get in the warm.” Mark opened his mouth, but Robbie pressed his hand over it. “Your studio can wait. Let’s just go to bed.”
Unsurprisingly, Mark found that he didn’t really have the strength to argue.