Another mini-ficlet from the drabble promtps, this time for lukadreaming
Title: Desperate Measures
Word count: 160
Disclaimer: Not mine. ITV and Impossible Pictures own them.
AN: written for lukadreaming with the prompt ‘midnight’.
“God, I’m freezing,” Connor complained for the fifth time, blowing on his gloved hands and shivering.
Stephen rolled his eyes and said nothing.
“No wonder it’s so cold, it’s gone midnight,” Connor muttered, as much to get a reaction out of his stoic companion than anything else.
Stephen still said nothing.
Connor indicated the shimmering anomaly. “We might die of hypothermia if this one stays open much lon-”
Stephen abruptly shoved him back against a tree and before Connor could even think of protesting Stephen was kissing him, his hands on either side of Connors face holding him still. When he finally broke away his breath was warm against Connor’s face.
“Warmer now?” Stephen inquired with a playful smile on his face.
Connor nodded, temporarily stunned into silence.
Stephen returned to his silent vigil watching the anomaly.
Connor glanced at his watch again, and wondered how cold it would have to get to persuade Stephen to do that again.