EverymanHYBRID (ARG): Will to Live
Title: Will to Live
Author: jack_infinitude/Luipaard
Pairing: It's gen, really.
Rating: PG
Summary: It's what friends do, regardless of the season.
Disclaimer: I'm not affiliated with
Warnings: Nothing, unless you find two boys cuddling to be strange.
Notes: First posted in the EMH OT thread. Incredibly short.
Vince woke up feeling...warm.
He pressed his face deeper into his pillow and hitched his comforter higher around his shoulders. The cold winter air of New Jersey had penetrated his room, leaving only the blankets and his body heat as a defense.
His elbow hit something solid when he turned onto his side, and he smiled. Not just his body heat.
Evan was cuddled against him, buried underneath the blankets with his eyes squeezed shut and shoulders hunched to keep out the cold. He’d appeared at Vince’s bedroom window the night before, shivering in the cold and scratching at the glass as his breath crystallized from his mouth. He’d silently begged to be let in and, well, what else was Vince supposed to do?
It was almost like taking care of a puppy, with this particular stray being fed milk and pizza and wrapped in a blanket to be cuddled into submission throughout the night. Evan hadn’t said anything about what prompted his visit when he first showed up, which Vince respected. There were some things you didn’t talk about right away.
Now, he just put his arm over Evan’s body, pulling him close until they were flush against each other. There were worse ways to wake up in the morning, and if doing this meant he never had to see Evan looking so cold and frightened again, it would be worth it.
Author: jack_infinitude/Luipaard
Pairing: It's gen, really.
Rating: PG
Summary: It's what friends do, regardless of the season.
Disclaimer: I'm not affiliated with
Warnings: Nothing, unless you find two boys cuddling to be strange.
Notes: First posted in the EMH OT thread. Incredibly short.
Vince woke up feeling...warm.
He pressed his face deeper into his pillow and hitched his comforter higher around his shoulders. The cold winter air of New Jersey had penetrated his room, leaving only the blankets and his body heat as a defense.
His elbow hit something solid when he turned onto his side, and he smiled. Not just his body heat.
Evan was cuddled against him, buried underneath the blankets with his eyes squeezed shut and shoulders hunched to keep out the cold. He’d appeared at Vince’s bedroom window the night before, shivering in the cold and scratching at the glass as his breath crystallized from his mouth. He’d silently begged to be let in and, well, what else was Vince supposed to do?
It was almost like taking care of a puppy, with this particular stray being fed milk and pizza and wrapped in a blanket to be cuddled into submission throughout the night. Evan hadn’t said anything about what prompted his visit when he first showed up, which Vince respected. There were some things you didn’t talk about right away.
Now, he just put his arm over Evan’s body, pulling him close until they were flush against each other. There were worse ways to wake up in the morning, and if doing this meant he never had to see Evan looking so cold and frightened again, it would be worth it.