Taisuke yaoi, inspired by the prompt "hot chocolate" from Wind. I don't own Digimon.
"Taichi-senpai, I'm cold, are we almost there yet?" Daisuke whined as the pair trudged through the snowy streets of Odaiba towards Taichi's apartment.
Or rather, as Taichi trudged through the streets while Daisuke clung to his back, having hurt his ankle earlier while they were attempting to play soccer in the park. The redhead had stubbornly insisted he was well enough to walk on his own - for about two minutes before swallowing his pride and asking the older boy to carry him. At least Taichi hadn't heard him whimper…he hoped.
"We'll be there soon Dai, relax. Its just a good thing you're so small; if you were heavier we might not have made it." Taichi chuckled, teasing his friend.
Daisuke's protest was drowned out by a yelp of surprise when he felt the brunette's grip tighten around his rear as Taichi hoisted him farther up onto his back.
"Sorry, was losing my balance a bit." the brunette offered by way of explanation.
"I-its okay." Daisuke replied, shivering. Whether from the cold or the touch, he wasn't quite sure. He buried his face in Taichi's hair, noting with pleasure the cinnamon-vanilla smell.
Time seemed to stop for Daisuke while they continued along; he closed his eyes and listened to the melody of Taichi's slow, rhythmic breathing coupled with his steady footsteps in the snow. For a moment he wished they could just stay together like this, nothing and no one else interfering in their little world. That would be so perfect, just the two of them…
"Hey, you up for some hot chocolate, my treat?" Taichi asked, breaking the redhead from his fantasy.
Daisuke looked up and spotted a café across the street. Finding the idea of warm cocoa, especially free cocoa, to be very agreeable, he nodded into Taichi's back and adjusted his arms around the brunette's neck.
"Yeah, that sounds really nice. Thanks senpai."
"No problem. You know I'd do anything for you Dai."
So it was that the two of them spent the rest of the day together talking, laughing, and in the redhead's case blushing; warmed by each other's company just as much as the drinks.
Later that night as he lay in bed, Daisuke couldn't help but think that maybe some wishes can come true after all…
I have kinda mixed feelings about this drabble. Meh.