The snow was already falling. Joseph couldn't remember the last time he actually felt excited for a Siberian winter. He adjusted his scarf and walked into the cabin he bought for his regular rendezvous with the two men he loved more than anyone. Joseph began to start a fire to combat the cold November afternoon. He was starting to give up when Benito walked in. Seeing one of the men he loved struggle made Benito chuckle to himself.
"What? You makin fun of me?" Joseph huffed. This made him try even harder to get the fire to light until finally, he succeeded. Triumphantly, he crossed the room and embraced his love.
"Has it really been so long, Joseph, that you can't start a simple fire?" Benito loved the man before him. He couldn't resist the urge to kiss Joseph's lips and he giggled at the faint tickle of the man's mustache on his own bald lip. Benito always teased Joseph and Adolf about how their mustaches felt when they both kissed either side of his face. He pulled his mouth from Joseph's and wrapped his arms around his waist.
Mirroring his behavior, Joseph wrapped his arms around Benito. He buried his head in the crook of Benito's neck. He felt warm and safe. The war that had been raging around them made them constantly fear never being able to see each other again, but for now they were safe.
Just then, Adolf walked in. The two men turned to their third. If it hadn't been for Adolf they'd never have attempted this. He had a certain commanding and reassuring force about him the men were drawn to. They turned to him, wide eyed.
"If it isn't my lovely boys." Adolf said in an almost whisper. He embraced each of the men and gave them a quick kiss. He pulled back taking both of their hands and swinging them just a bit. They stood there like that for a good while, content to just be together. Benito was the one to finally break the silence.
"So I thought we could just stay inside, cuddle by the fire, maybe share some ghost stories?" It was then that Benito looked over and saw Adolf brought a bag with him. Peeking inside he almost died with laughter; he pulled out three matching onesies. Adolf looked at the pair sheepishly.
"I thought we could wear those for whatever we do. We're surrounded by seriousness all the time, i thought this could be a good way to combat that?" Adolf trailed off slightly at the end and looked down at the floor. Benito and Joseph looked at each other and began putting on the suits. Adolf looked up excitedly and began putting on his own.
Together, the three ran out into the fresh snow, made snow creatures, and had an intimate last meeting together.