Max stared out the window at the snow covered yard. He really wanted to go outside, but no way was he going alone. It was like 11 pm and he didn't want to be alone and cold.
"Hey c🚺nt!" Max called out.
"What?" Ian ask, peeking his head out from the kitchen.
"Lets go outside!" Max said, looking towards him.
"No," Ian said, "It's cold as balls."
"Please," Max said with those eyes. The ones that made his heart melt. The ones that made Max's brown orbs huge. Yeah, Ian had a little crush on him. Who cares? It's no big deal.
"...Fine.." Ian said and put down the plate he was cleaning. Max jumped up with a giant smile as he went to get his shoes. Ian sighed and walked to get his own shoes. Once the shoes were tied and the jackets were on, they went outside.
Max ran out like a small child. Ian followed after. Ian was right when he said it was cold. Max instantly started to shiver but didn't care. He loved the snow.
"Ian!" Max looked at him with joy as he stood in the middle of the front yard. Ian's heart fluttered at this. Snow fell onto Max's long hair as if he was a prince getting a crown. Max ran up to him and gave him a hug, wrapping his arms around his neck. Though he was most likely doing it because he was cold, Ian turned red. Ian accepted this and wrapped his arms around Max's waist. He buried his face into Max's neck. Enjoying being this close to him.
Max pulled back and Ian moved his head away from his neck. Max put his hands on each side of Ian's face, letting his sleeves cover some of his hand as he did so.
"Your cheeks are cold.. c🚺nt," Max mumbled.
"So are your hands.. f🅰️kass," Ian mumbled back.
Max smiled at the name then let it fade into a frown, eyes falling to the ground. Ian noticed this.
"Max, what's wron-" Ian was going to ask what was wrong when he was cut off by Max's lips meeting his. Max's eyes were closed and Ian let his shut too. The cold air around them shifted into a something lively
"Hey c🚺nt!" Max called out.
"What?" Ian ask, peeking his head out from the kitchen.
"Lets go outside!" Max said, looking towards him.
"No," Ian said, "It's cold as balls."
"Please," Max said with those eyes. The ones that made his heart melt. The ones that made Max's brown orbs huge. Yeah, Ian had a little crush on him. Who cares? It's no big deal.
"...Fine.." Ian said and put down the plate he was cleaning. Max jumped up with a giant smile as he went to get his shoes. Ian sighed and walked to get his own shoes. Once the shoes were tied and the jackets were on, they went outside.
Max ran out like a small child. Ian followed after. Ian was right when he said it was cold. Max instantly started to shiver but didn't care. He loved the snow.
"Ian!" Max looked at him with joy as he stood in the middle of the front yard. Ian's heart fluttered at this. Snow fell onto Max's long hair as if he was a prince getting a crown. Max ran up to him and gave him a hug, wrapping his arms around his neck. Though he was most likely doing it because he was cold, Ian turned red. Ian accepted this and wrapped his arms around Max's waist. He buried his face into Max's neck. Enjoying being this close to him.
Max pulled back and Ian moved his head away from his neck. Max put his hands on each side of Ian's face, letting his sleeves cover some of his hand as he did so.
"Your cheeks are cold.. c🚺nt," Max mumbled.
"So are your hands.. f🅰️kass," Ian mumbled back.
Max smiled at the name then let it fade into a frown, eyes falling to the ground. Ian noticed this.
"Max, what's wron-" Ian was going to ask what was wrong when he was cut off by Max's lips meeting his. Max's eyes were closed and Ian let his shut too. The cold air around them shifted into a something lively
