The demonic duo were mildly annoyed. There were police officers on their floor, investigating the crime scene and knocking on people's doors in order to ask if anything out of the ordinary was seen. The irritating questions, the people outside the room, and the requests by police to search rooms proved most irritating for the duo, making them more inclined to go out and about, despite Alois' skiing abilities.
"Stooooooppp…" whined the menace as laid there in the snow. He had fallen one time too many, and this time, had no motivation to get back up. Unfortunately, his husband took this as an invitation to sit next to him and put snow on top of him in an attempt to bury him.
"Then you should probably get up." Ciel replied, putting another scoopful of snow on top of his beau.
"I caaaaaaaannn't…" complained the blonde further. "I don't waaaaannaaaaaaa…"
"Then I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to bury you in snow."
"Why?"
"Because it's fun."
"Noooooooooooo…" Alois answered. "It's cooooold!"
"You're lying in snow. What do you expect?" the bluenette questioned, scooping up more snow with both hands.
"It wouldn't be as cold if you didn't bury me." Huffed the fair-haired demon. "You're mean to me. How could you do this?"
"Quite easily." Ciel informed. "Watch." The blonde groaned as the Watchdog dumped more snow on top of him.
"Wanker." Alois grumbled before begrudgingly sitting up. The snow on his chest fell into his lap and he made a lame attempt to brush himself off. "Fuck this snow. Can't even make a bloody snowman out of it. What good is it?"
"It's good for skiing."
"Fuck skiing."
"I'm sorry. Is there anything else you want to do?" Ciel asked.
"Let's go yeti hunting." The menace answered, causing his beau to shake his head.
"You can't go yeti hunting."
"Then I'm going to roll down this hill." Alois informed, wiggling off his skis and laying back down.
"You can't roll down the hill, either."
"Watch me." The menace retorted before he flipped himself over and started to roll, leaving his husband behind to gawk at his silliness. The bluenette stood up and simply waited for the other man to finish before going after him. He even picked up Alois' skis.
Ciel didn't have to wait long before Alois stopped, lying flat on his stomach. He watched as the menace propped himself up on his elbows and looked over his shoulder before looking back up at Ciel. That was when the Watchdog got his cue.
"GODDAMMIT THERE'S SNOW IN MY PANTS AGAIN!" Alois shouted, and Ciel started making his way down the hill as well. The difference was that the bluenette did in on skis. When he arrived at the blondes side, he set down Alois' skis and couched down again, picking up another scoopful of snow and dropping it on top of the menace.
"Why would you do thaaaatttt… I am suffering enough…." Whined Alois, causing Ciel to laugh.
"We could go get some hot chocolate." The Watchdog suggested. "You'll have to get up first, though."
"No. Carry me." Ordered the other demon, flipping over on his back and raisin his arms.
"I can't carry both you and your skis." Ciel informed, causing the menace to whine again. "If you want to go inside, you have to get up."
"You're just no fun at all, are you?" Alois asked. He grunted as he stood up, finding it difficult in the snow. His feet immediately sank, taking a few inches off of his height. Without the skis, it would be more difficult to get back up the mountain.
"I dunno if I can do this." The menace bent his knees so he was steady. "Shit's deep."
"Then put your skis back on. They'll distribute your weight."
"Then give 'em here!"
"They're right in front of you."
Immediately upon trying to bend over to pick them up, the blonde lost his balance and fell face first into the snow. Bickering followed, and it lasted the entire duration of the trek back up the hill, occasionally accompanied by a pause where the blonde would sniffle. Alois' nose and lips were red, and his skin burned as cold wind lashed against it. His lungs felt as though he were inhaling shards of glass as the frozen air scraped against their insides.
Clumsily, he travelled alongside his beau until eventually they made it back to the lodge. The blonde was immediately thankful as a gust of warm air hit them both once the door opened, and the pair were treated to indoor heating. Once the pair were up the stairs, they passed the police tape on their floor and made it to their room, shutting the door behind them both.
Despite how cold he was, Alois took off his boots and coat along with the bluenette and set them aside. His eyes watched the other man as he went over to the "kitchen" area of the room and dug out some complimentary packets of hot chocolate, well aware of the menace sneaking around behind him. What he didn't expect, however, was the blonde slipping his cold hands underneath his turtleneck and pressing firmly against his skin. With a jump, Ciel let out a startled noise before steadying the mug in his hand.
"Can I help you?" he playfully asked, looking over his shoulder at the menace, who's eyes immediately snapped from the drink he set on the counter to his face.
"My hands are cold." Alois bluntly answered, requiring no further explanation. His beau simply grabbed another mug and began preparing a second drink.
"I noticed." The bluenette stated. "Is that helping."
"Yes."
"Good. You're going to have to take them out to drink your hot chocolate, however." Ciel reminded as he stirred the drink and dissolved the powder.
"But what if I don't wanna?"
"Then you don't get any."
This answer prompted a huff from the menace and a small pout. Much to Ciel's amusement, the other demon continued his antics rather than ceasing them, however, he was also a bit baffled by the silliness, despite knowing Alois' nature. Instead of removing his hands, the blonde instead lifted the edge of the Watchdog's shirt and ducked inside, stretching the fabric as he attempted to fit inside along with Ciel and wrapped his arms around him. It didn't matter, as Ciel simply continued stirring the drink until he was finished, picking both mugs up and making his way across the room with the menace behind him. He had to take babysteps with the blonde in tow, but said nothing about it until he got to a chair and set the drinks down on the table beside it, bending over at the waist with the blonde doing the same behind him. When he straightened his back again, he spoke.
"I need to sit down, now." Ciel informed, but instead of expecting the menace to actually remove himself, he raised his arms so that Alois could move to his front. Then, the watchdog proceeded to sit down, positioning the menace so that he sat sideways in his lap. Carefully picking up his mug, he blew on his drink to cool it down before sipping it. It almost spilled, however, when he felt lips against his skin.
"PBTTHHBBLBTHBLTH!" Alois blew on the man's chest and startled him.
"Now, if you're going to blow raspberries, you're going to have to get out." Warned Ciel, prompting a whine.
"Aaaaaaaaw! But Cieeeeeeellll!"
"Also, you're stretching the fabric. It won't fit right anymore if you stay like that."
Somehow, that news made the menace immediately lift Ciel's shirt and duck his head out into the open. It was immensely disappointing, as Alois was warm where he was, but he had an agenda. Leaning his head against the bluenette's chest, he put a hand on the man's pectoral.
"Mean." He complained, squeezing a bit.
"Should I ask why you're touching my chest like this, or…?" the bluenette trailed off.
"That shirt makes you look really good. Shows off your figure." Alois replied, reaching over to grab the man's bicep. "This is nice, too. This is also mine."
Blushing slightly, the Watchdog was honestly a bit flattered by his husband's words, even if he was being a tad silly while saying them. His free arm wrapped around his beau's shoulders, while he continued to hold his drink in the other. "I'm glad you like it."
"You look handsome." Noted the fair-haired demon, letting go of Ciel's arm in order to cup his cheek. With his thumb, he stroked the bluenette's skin as he pressed their lips together briefly, licking his lips when he pulled away. "Mmm, chocolate." He grinned.
"Well, you have an untouched mug of your own." Ciel pointed out, taking another sip of his drink. "If you don't drink it quickly, it'll get cold."
"I don't wanna move…" Alois answered, closing his eyes. "This is a nice spot. This shirt's really soft and your chest is comfy."
"You still have lots of time to sit with me like this." The bluenette said. "In fact, you have the rest of eternity."
"But I don't want to move now. I could spend the rest of the trip right here. I would, if I could. Somebody has to drive us home, unfortunately."
"Is it really that great?"
"Yeah. Nothing better." Stated the other demon. "Being here, leaning on you, smelling your smell, listening to your heartbeat and being held all lovey and warm-like… It's the best."
That was cute. Ciel was forced to set down his beverage on the table and hold the menace a bit closer. Smiling softly, he stroked the other demon's flaxen locks, pressing small kisses against his head every so often. It was no fair. How dare the menace change what was supposed to be merely sitting around and drinking hot chocolate together into a moment of physical intimacy? How did he do that? Of course, it was by being Alois, silliness and all.
"I love you." Spoke the Watchdog, caressing his spouse. "Even if you get in the way of hot chocolate."
"I'm sorry." Alois replied. "Insincerely sorry, but that's still an apology."
"That's alright. You're better than hot chocolate, anyway."
"Mmnn… Good." Hummed the menace, pressing his face further into his beau's chest. The pair engaged in banter for a while longer, this time with the menace actually drinking his beverage. Eventually, however, he fell asleep while sitting in Ciel's lap, rendering him completely stationary as to not wake him. Just a few more days until they had to return home, and both men were going to enjoy it to the fullest, even if they will continue being just as in love when they go back to Britain.
