AN: It's getting cold.
Bitter Conditions
By: anybodihearme
Originally uploaded: Sunday, October 9, 2016
The sun is shining brightly down on my shoulders as I gaze into the most beautiful set of green eyes I have ever had the luxury of seeing. I watch contently as Kevin's sun-kissed skin shines warmly under the sun as we lounge on the grass, smiling and laughing loudly. The sun was hot, typical for an ordinary day in the summer, but it was bearable due to the cool breeze that occasionally blew by. The sky was a beautiful shade of blue that stretched on for miles with a few clouds here and there. In the distance, the sound of nature slowly filled my ears along with Kevin's sweet laughter. Feeling Kevin's hand slip into mine, I close my eyes and lean further into the grass, this is all I ever wanted.
Eddward.
Opening my eyes, I look next to me to answer Kevin but there's nothing there but grass. Sitting up, I look around for Kevin. Where did he go? Eddward. I hear my name being called again. Quickly getting to my feet, I look in the direction where I heard my name being called from. Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet begins to tremble, flooding my veins with panic. I open my mouth to scream out for Kevin but nothing comes out. My voice is gone. Eddward. I hear my name again, but the ground beneath me shakes violently, making me fall to my knees. The sky darkens and the grass turns black beneath my hands. I try to speak, but nothing comes out, what's going on? "...ddward!" The air around me turns cold, freezing my bones, and making me shiver from the pain of being exposed to the bitter cold. "...ddward!" The ground shakes as I close my eyes. Where is Kevin? "Eddward!" Kevin yells.
"Eddward!" Kevin yells. Sitting up, I smack my forehead against Kevin's. Ignoring the pain, I scramble across the bed and wrap myself around Kevin, hugging him to me tightly. It was just a dream. That's all it was. Just a dream. Sighing at the contact, my erratic heart begins to slow down, and calm itself; however, when I feel the bitter cold air touch my skin once more, I begin to panic. Why is it so cold? Am I still dreaming? Where's Kevin?
Why is it so cold? Am I still dreaming? Where's Kevin?
"Eddward, calm down." Kevin's deep voice resonates in my ears.
"What's going on?" I ask between my chattering teeth. Looking around, I see that we're in our shared bedroom, the same room I fell asleep in with Kevin lying next to me. "Kevi-" I gasp as I see my breath fill the space between us.
"The snow storm knocked out the power," Kevin says, pulling me to my feet. "It happened when we were asleep." That's when I look around and see that we're in the dark, except for the sole candle that sat on the dresser, dimly lighting the room. Kevin walks across the room, stopping in front of the dresser. He's not wearing his usual pajama pants that he wears to bed. He's dressed in a heavy pair of black jogging pants and one of those thick winter sweaters he loathes. I cross the room and snatch back the curtain that hangs in front of the window. Gasping, I watch in disbelief as the snow falls heavily in our backyard, making it impossible to see the ground, let alone beyond the yard.
"Kevin…" It has to be at least five feet and it didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon.
"Here," Kevin calls making me turn around. "Put these on," he says, tossing a pair of jogging pants and sweater at me. Opening my arms, I clumsily catch the clothes. Shivering, I look down at the thin clothes I have on: a long t-shirt that barely covers my nudity and blue socks. Blushing, I quickly slip on the pants and pull the sweater over my head. "I was able to call the power company off of my cell phone and they said they won't be able to do anything until the storm dies down but we're not the only one's without power." He states matter-of-factly, gathering the blankets off of the bed.
"But our heat runs off of gas, not power Kevin." I remind him.
"I know, but we can't turn the furnace on without power." Groaning, I rub my temples at the small detail I overlooked. At this rate, with the falling temperature, we'll freeze to death. We won't survive the night. "Grab the pillows for me," Kevin states more than ask. Looking up, I see Kevin standing in the bedroom door, waiting for me. Grabbing the pillows, I slip them under my arms as I grab the candle and follow Kevin out the room. The hallway was dark and cold, but not as cold as the freezing room we just left.
"Where are we going?" I ask. "Shouldn't we stay in our room?"
"No," Kevin calls over his shoulder. "Watch your step," he warns. Taking the first step down the stairs, I slowly and carefully follow him. As the staircase curves and opens up into the main foyer of the house, the air grows warmer and the room grows brighter. Stepping off the last step, Kevin crosses the foyer and into the living room, with me on his heels. As we enter the living room, a blast of heat engulfs me, making me cease my shivering and gasp.
The living room is warm enough to almost make me sweet. The fireplace is lit and blazing with the abundant amount of logs placed inside it. The couch is pushed back up against the far wall with the coffee table moved up against it. The loveseat and recliner are also pushed up against the other wall with the end tables joining it. The middle of the room was left open, leaving space for the abundant amount of throw blankets and pillows strewn across the floor, making it look warm and inviting. One small table was left next to the blankets with a steaming pitcher, which smelled like hot chocolate, sitting on top with crackers.
Kevin stepped onto the blankets covering the floor, opening and spreading the blankets he gathered from our room, along with some that were still folded on the floor, waiting to be used. With each blanket Kevin opened, my heart swelled and my love and adoration for him grew. Crossing the room, I dropped the pillows on the floor and set the candle on top of the fireplace. "We'll have to sleep in here," he began, "I know it's not ideal but-" I kissed him, cutting him off. My lips molded to his as I pulled him closer to me. Trailing my hands up his arms and wrapping them around his neck, I push myself closer to him, wanting to feel everything that he has to offer. His arms encircle my waist, drawing small circles in the small of my back, resulting in soft moans escaping my lips. Our kiss grew hungry, needy, and passionate as I took a step forward, twisting my foot in the blankets, and falling into Kevin. Without hesitating, Kevin catches me as we fall to the floor.
He was more than I could ever ask for, hope to have, and want.
"I love you," I admit, kissing him on the lips and laughing. His cheeks are flushed bright red as small pants leave his lips and his eyes glaze over.
"I love you too," he says smiling. "I can't have you freezing to death on me, now can we?"
"Why?" I tease him, climbing into his lap. His arms wrap around my waist as he cocks his head to the side, thinking.
"You can't die on my yet," Kevin admits honestly, kissing my cheek. "I haven't had enough time with you yet. Till' death do us part, remember that? It's only been five years but it feels like a month. There are so many things I want to do with you and I can't give up on that just because mother nature decided to throw a temper tantrum. I need more time with you." What did I do to ever deserve him? "Besides," he pauses, "we don't have life insurance." He says sarcastically, making laugh. We sit in silence, listening to the sound of the logs cracking in the fire and the wind howling outside. Even Though it was bitter cold outside, the conditions inside were a thousand times better, especially with me being with the person I love. Leaning my head against his chest, I close my eyes and listen to the sound of his heartbeat, humming contently, when a devious smile suddenly breaks across my face.
"Well Mr. Barr," I began, trailing my fingers up his stomach.
"Yes, Mr. Barr?" He perks up, feeling him come awake beneath me.
"Since there are so many things you want to do with me, I do too have some things I want to do with you."
"Like what?" He ask
"Let's see," I whisper, slipping my hand underneath his sweater. "I've always wanted to have sex in front of a fireplace," I tease him. In an instant, Kevin pushes me onto my back as the windows begin to fog over.