Best date idea: Chilling at home snuggling up with Gadget in blankets near the fireplace while drinking hot chocolate and watching Christmas movies. What do you think?
Snow is falling soft and silent outside the window. Infinite can see it from where he’s crouched in front of the TV, running his finger over the DVDs, the red and white covers. In the kitchen, he can hear Gadget stirring milk on the stove with a wooden spoon, waiting for it to heat up—but not boil—for hot cocoa. Eventually, he selects a movie, pulls it from its place amongst its brethren with one finger, pops it open, and slides it into the player. As he stands, his knees pop, his neck and back creak, from a long day, a long month, a long year really, and he turns to the kitchen.
Gadget is still standing at the stove, attentively watching the milk so he doesn’t over boil it, and Infinite pads up quietly. He wraps his arms tenderly around Gadget’s middle from behind, rests his chin on Gadget’s shoulder, and Gadget leans back into him, warm, comfortable, familiar.
The cocoa is finished like this. Infinite’s arms crossed over Gadget’s stomach, the two of them together, and Gadget’s hands move smooth and sure as he pours the milk, stirs in the powder, and it’s only after the cocoa is done that he turns, freeing himself from Infinite’s arms. Infinite is cold at the loss, but Gadget offers him his mug and he warms up easily, this time from the inside out as he drinks it.
“Pick a good one?” Gadget asks as he pads toward the couch.
“Your favorite,” Infinite answers. This makes Gadget smile, a small, soft thing, and Infinite’s feels his breath catch at the sight of it. Easily, he and Gadget fall onto the couch, Gadget snuggling into Infinite’s larger, fluffier chest, and a blanket is pulled over both of them. Their ceramic mugs are on the coffee table in front of them, the movie is started, and the snow continues to fall, oblivious of their warmth.