I thought of this idea while talking to dreams, and decided we're going to do an Advent Calendar event! [So that we have a good motivator to push us to write.] So from now till January 1, we're going to all try to do as many little prizes for each other as possible. Each day will have a different word prompt, and hopefully more than one person does
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A beat - a heartbeat; a dead-beat - and Yao whips his head around, shaking off a couple snowflakes, even as he can feel the wind hissing at his ears, numbing his nose (and he has the distinct, but background, feeling that his chest is thudding even louder than the whorls of winds around them). Kiku, who is buried up to his knees in snow, because the frozen flakes are just piling on the shambled inner parts of the Benz, is finally getting a little bit of color into his cheeks.
"Oh God, aru!" Yao half-wails, snapping into action, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for you to get hypothermia!" Quickly, he tears off his thick fleece-lined gloves, bringing his heated hands to touch Kiku's... surprisingly warm cheeks.
"Stop overreacting," Kiku sighs, even as his face continues to color - and Yao's level of panic continues to rise. With effort, he pulls one of his hands - right one - out of the confines of his glove, placing it over Yao's already-cooling hand. "See?" he says, keeping the contact for a split second longer than he needs to, before flushing even deeper and quickly shoving the offending hand back into its glove, "I'm not about to get sick."
"That's good, aru!" Yao says, smiling widely and giving a sigh of relief. "I don't really know how to treat hypothermia; Ivan's much better than me for sicknesses related to the cold!"
His hands - bare and beginning to blue, all while snowflakes are lazily covering the tops of his fingers - remain on Kiku's cheeks.
"I..." Kiku starts, hesitant - and he does not know why; this is something he's been meaning to say for just as long, after all. And trapped in a snow-covered ravine in the middle of winter, far away from any outside influence is as good a time and place as any to say it. "I wanted to spend some... I wanted to spend some time with you too."
The sad part: the wind is, frankly, blowing a little bit too loudly for Yao to be able to make out Kiku's barely-above-a-whisper statement. Yao, for all his skills and talents (namely: being able to sustain life during potential frostbite situations), also cannot read lips. The stupid part: Yao takes a leap of faith, adds one - Kiku's blush - with one - the fact that Kiku has yet to strangle him - and gets... two.
The kiss is not hesitant at all - in fact, with the wind and the snow, and the numbness of both participants, Kiku off-handedly thinks it to be a miracle that their lips had managed to touch at all. And then his face is warming up all over again - warming up Yao's hands this time around - and the weight of the snow on his eyelashes make him blink them shut.
Time, sadly, does not stand still.
"No worries!" Alfred's voice - loud and clear in its sheer confidence - rings out strong and true, throughout the whole of the ravine, as both Kiku and Yao feel their faces heat up with record speed. "You guys'll be out of that ditch in a second! We've got a helicoptor and everything! Man, I didn't think I'd actually be able to use it in the snow, but they said that it was so short..."
Needless of say: when the two of them are finally extricated from the vehicle (scarves, hats, gloves, and all), they almost immediately catch colds, and spend the rest of the UN ski retreat in bed. Nonetheless, when asked - most certainly by a brashly demanding Gilbert - Yao could only laugh through his porridge, saying something that sounded suspiciously close to: "it was worth it, aru!"
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(it is, after all, best to ask the Queen of these sort of things! :D)
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xDD
I'm pretty sure I put in the first post that you can after you asked.
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That was truly wonderful. Awesome AWESOME start to this event.
Now I feel like I can write some more cheerful stuff...instead of what I wrote... (it pales in comparison boohoohoo).
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Well, I'm hardly the Queen of anything (except maybe new-tech hungarian remixes, but that sounds lame, even to myself...), but I thought this was a really sweet China/Japan. And nah... while I suppose I'm rather fond of it, I must be honest here: you just write Japan/China so much smoother.
However, thanks for fulfilling my selfish little request-come-dare. I've already drawn the picture you've demanded. I'll post it for the next advent... (unless school *cough* life intervenes Dx)
*looks forward to the next advent~*
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