losing drabble

❄️Fluffy Winter Drabble with Park Jihoon

Outside the wind was howling, snow falling from the cloudy sky and coating the ground outside. Though it was freezing outside you were toasty, sitting beside the window sill and looking out at the winter wonderland outside. Lifting your cup of cocoa up and taking a sip you felt grateful, you were inside wrapped up in a warm hoodie and sweatpants instead of outside trudging through the snow. Just like Jihoon was doing outside.

He has a warmer heart than you, leaving the warmth of your shared bed to help the single mother next door clear her driveway. Maybe that’s what keeps him warm while he’s outside, unable to enjoy a cup of hot cocoa and the heater on full blast.

Think of the devil and he shall look up from his spot, snow shovel in hand and look up to where you sat in the window, face indiscernible underneath his many layers. Lifting his hand he waved it at you eagerly, childlike almost. Waving back you waited until he turned back around to finally stand up.

Might as well start on breakfast.

Halfway through cooking, pancake batter already fully whisked and poured into the pan, the smell of butter and chocolate wafting through the air the front door opened. Sounds of children screaming while they played filtered in before quieting with a thud as Jihoon closed the door behind him. It never became silent, thanks to Jihoon’s audible struggle to remove his snow boots thanks to his two jackets and sweater.

It was only moments after you focused on the pancakes, carefully flipping them to make sure they didn’t become too deformed (it’s hard to make them perfect) when arms wrapped around your waist, accompanied by Jihoon pressing himself against your back and resting his head on your shoulder. “Hi baby.”

Pressing a kiss to your cheek you groaned, playfully wiping it off after feeling just how sweaty he was.

“Go take a shower, you stink.” Without turning you knew he was pouting.

“What if I just want to cuddle with my baby while the snow falls?”

“We can cuddle after you take a shower. By the time you’re done breakfast will be ready. Otherwise I might just have to give it to the neighborhood kids. You know they love my cooking.” And with a little teasing Jihoon was racing towards your room, not without biting your cheek in revenge. When he returned from the shower, hair wet and dripping onto his t-shirt you had just finished plating the food. Three pancakes each, stacked high and topped with whipped cream, strawberries, and chocolate chips. Perfect breakfast for a perfect winter morning.

With a kiss, and a muttered thank you Jihoon sat across from you, digging into his food with an over exaggerated moan. “Your cooking just gets better and better.” Rolling your eyes in an attempt to ignore the heat rushing to your face you quickly cut into your pancakes, lifting them to your mouth and suppressing your own moan. For once he wasn’t lying, cooking classes had really paid off. Both of you finished eating in silence, sliding your dishes into the sink with a promise to wash them later before sinking into the couch cushions. Despite your denial earlier all you wanted to do was curl up in his arms.

Jihoon was never going to let it be that easy, waiting until you curled into his side before flipping you over, you had no time to react in between your back  hitting the couch cushions and his hands dropping to your sides, fingers moving rapidly as he slid up your shirt.

You were pinned completely underneath him, unable to move. You were expecting to be met with a cocky smirk, the one where he knows you’re vulnerable to only him, instead you were graced with a genuine smile.

“I love you.” And an unexpected confession that caused butterflies to flutter throughout your body, a smile threatening to show itself. Instead of allowing the sudden shyness to win you leaned up as far as you could, pressing your lips together before mumbling ‘I love you more’, promptly starting a competition that you were unable to win. With the heat of his hands on your waist and the feelings of his lips moving against yours, you were fine with losing.