Two lovers sat on a wooden bench in a luxury looking garden, covered in pure white snow that glittered under the bright moonlight. They exchanged breaths together, their lips stuck together like a glue, never trying to seperate as they engaged into a loving, but passionate kiss.
They have been sitting here for a long time, just enjoy each other's company, the warmness of their bodies pressed together in a tight embrace and practically eating each other's faces. The older of the couple, a blonde haired man, held the the younger brunette in a firm, but gentle grip, keeping him from falling off of his lap as the need for oxygen arose.
They parted from each other, although not far enough so they noses couldn't touch, listening to the short shallow breaths they both made from their intense lip-lock. Granted, the short brunette was left more breathless than his blonde lover, who kept is gaze fixed on him and only him permanently, the love in those deep azure eyes never fading.
The older male pulled his adorable lover closer to him, aware of the coldness of this year's winter that affected the small brunette visibly, shown by the shivers that rocked through his body. The brunette smiled sweetly at the gesture, accepting it whole heartly as he snuggled into the blonde's chest, his shivering disappearing as a warm blanket of some sort wrapped around him, bringing more warmness to his shivering self.
The warmth from the blonde would be enough, but he knew his protective lover wouldn't be satisfied with only that – he didn't want him to catch a cold, so obviously he would do anything to lend the brunet as much warmth as he could possibly give.
The brunette didn't mind it, he cherished every bit of the affection from the blonde haired man. He knew the older man had a lot of work in this time of a year, the Mafia business was giving him a hard a time, it could be seen the way his lover talked tiredly, the exhaustion written all over his face. Only cuddling with the brunette and seeing his bright smile gave the blonde enough energy to hold on a little longer before his work was over.
That's why the brunette stayed quiet most of their cuddling, letting the blonde rest from all of the paperwork and meetings he has to go through, and now to that got added other matters the older male has to take care of and he cannot leave it be. His work has doubled because of it, given the way he has now a new role to do.
Feeling other's hot breath on his neck snapped the brunet from his thoughts, and he closed his eyes, letting himself relax against his lover. He felt a hand running through his brown locks, petting the brunette in a way he knew he loved the most. The younger man purred, leaning into the petting happily while listening to other's heartbeat with a soft smile.
If heaven could be described, than this would be the description for it – at least the brunette believed it.
Seeing this, the blonde haired man smiled fondly, giving a soft kiss on the top of other's head, letting his lips linger there as he murmured sweet Italian words into the silk auburn hair, that smelled of strawberries. He felt his lover's body sack against him, giving in to the words he knew his lover was weak listening to; it was his strategy to get the brunet into the bed, but this time he's going to leave the wanted passionate night be, for the first time since they have started dating. He would be giving a fuss about it any other time (the blonde hated it when the night full of love-making had to be canceled, the blonde only accepted it if the brunette was feeling sick or was hurt, otherwise no other excuses didn't work), but this time he's letting it be for a completely different reason that pretty much shocked the couple and their friends, when they heard the amazing news.
A somewhat hot hand touched his cold cheek, and the blonde opened his eyes he didn't know he closed, brilliant azure eyes staring down at his lover with a loving gaze. The brunet smiled at him shyly, a nice tinge of red coloring his cheeks from the cold and also his unbelievable shyness, as he said the next words.
"M-Merry Christmas, Giotto..." The said blonde grinned at the brunette and returned the greeting happily.
"Buon Natale, Tsunayoshi."
The brunette blushed harder at the way his lover spoke his name with that liquid alluring voice he has, the Italian accent only giving a greater effect to it. He felt so weak against it, but he loved to listen to it no matter what. Just what had he done to deserve such wonderful man as him, right before him?
The man was long time dead, and suddenly got a chance for a new life, and he choosed to be with him, Dame-Tsuna as he was called back when he was younger. He could choose anything else, but he stayed loyal to his title as Vongola Primo, and he choosed him as his lover.
With time, their relationship grew, which eventually led them to be engaged and in like three months they are going to get married, the preparations for it already half-way done. Tsunayoshi couldn't believe it. Everything felt so perfect, he has a great family, a wonderful fiancé, and a new adition to their famiglia that will be arriving soon enough.
A sweet smile formed on his lips at the mention of it, his arms circling around his bulged stomach fondly. His lover smiled softly, one of his hands moving to place itself on the stomach as well.
Both of them couldn't ask for anything else, than this unborn small bundle of joy that is the prove of their love. The unshared words between them weren't needed to know of it, the couple already knew this.
Because a child is a gift that will always be cherished by its parents.
Although, there are people that don't approve of this.
