Disclaimer: I am far too lazy to come up with quite a complex series such as Dragon ball Z. I don't own it, nor do I wish I owned it, because that sounds like a lot of work...

Summary: 31 drabbles about Goten and Trunks' winter as a couple.

Word count: 983

Rated M for language, sexual scenes, etc.

Our First December

Drabble #27- Winter Constellations (Revised)

Goten's breath was cold and visible against his lips with every exhale. The snow his body laid over top of was firm yet soft and was sure to start seeping through his coat soon. He didn't let it bother him though, and only stared up ahead of him.

The sky was somehow dark and bright at the same time. An infinite number of stars lit up the black canvas, untainted by light pollution. It had actually been a while since Goten had last watched the stars. He found the winter sky to be more beautiful than the summer one—he was also more familiar with the star patterns—but he often couldn't find a valid reason to force himself out into the cold. His reason for this star-gazing was that he honestly couldn't remember the last time he and Trunks had done it together. The only people that he remembers star-gazing with when he was younger was his family; to watch the night-sky with anyone else seemed almost romantic or intimate or, at the very least, too boring for him to do with his best friend. Trunks wasn't just his best friend anymore, and they weren't little boys anymore either, so there was nothing stopping Goten from bringing him here.

Tonight, was a good night: the sky was clear, the air wasn't that cold, and the snow that fell was steady and slow. A natural scene that cities or money couldn't offer; only nature could. Goten knew nature and Trunks knew city life, which meant they had a healthy balance of new things to show each other (like a of couple years ago when Trunks first showed him the realities of public transportation; rather exciting, to say the least) and fun things to do (like now, when Goten could show Trunks the night-sky without the disturbance of bright city lights). Goten needed this time with just Trunks; to have him all to himself, especially in light of... everything else that was going on.

"I can't find them, Goten."

He chuckles and glances at Trunks out the corner of his eye. "You didn't even look."

"I did!" he protests. "They are just a cluster of stars to me."

Goten rolls over to face Trunks. He then leans his lips near his ear, and says softly, "That's because you don't know where to look." With blue eyes focused on him, Goten takes Trunks' wrist and points it towards the sky. He then maneuvers Trunks' wrist in a squiggly motion.

"Draco."

Blue eyes blink. "What—?"

"Draco," Goten repeats. When Trunks looks up at the sky, Goten does the motion again. "That's where it's at."

Trunks' index finger forms into a pointer. "Oh."

Goten shifts Trunks' wrist over, and then moves it in the shape of a kite. "Cassiopeia."

"That doesn't look much like a 'Cassiopeia'."

Goten smiles, and moves Trunks' wrist again. "Really? How about Perseus, carrying the head of the cursed Medusa along with him? Right next to the beautiful Andromeda," He moves the wrist again. "Who's life he saved. Can you see it now?"

"I... guess so," Trunks replies, with a contemplative look. He then glances over at Goten. "How can you find them?"

Goten shrugs. "When my family would come out here, they would always point them out to me. Once I got used to the sky, it wasn't too hard to find them on my own."

Trunks processes the information, before his eyes trail back up to the sky. "Show me another."

And then Goten has Trunks' wrist swimming along the sky. "Cepheus... Pegasus... Pisces... Auriga—no, no, this one's Aries. This one is Auriga... Taurus—see the horns? —Cancer... Um, that's Hydra, I think... Gemini... Orion." And then he drags Trunks wrist in a long line across the sprinkle of dust. "Milky Way."

Trunks scoffs. "Well I knew that one."

Goten snickers and he curls his fingers with Trunks'. Trunks rolls over to face him, and the red tips of their noses nearly touch. Goten sighs and tightens his grip. Trunks' cheeks are bare and brushed with red from the cold. His hat is sliding off of his head, exposing his lavender hair, twinkling with the crystal-white snow. The eyes that stared back at him seemed unreal. Goten didn't want to sound corny—like he was in a cheesy romance novel, or gods forbid, a fanfiction—but there was no other way to describe it: he could genuinely see the stars glittered in Trunks' bright cerulean eyes, along with the crystalline snow.

Trunks looked so good in the snow.

"Don't call me cheesy," Trunks spoke as he gestured with his hand. "But your eyes are so dark, that it looks like they're the night-sky, with the stars all over them... Gods that came out so cheesy." Trunks says with an embarrassed laugh, as he covers his face with his hand.

Goten chuckles. "It was cute coming from you. I want to say that yours look like a twinkly blue galaxy, but that would be cheesy."

"You're right it would." Trunks takes Goten's hand back, snuggles closer, and closes his eyes. "Can we stop the corny complimenting now?"

Goten hums in agreement. He snuggles closer as well, and closes his eyes. Trunks' body is warm against his, and Goten doesn't think he can get enough of it.

He lets out a content sigh. He wishes that they could just stay like this: just the two of them, so close that the cold can't break through. Both of them so far away from their problems that they might as well not even exist. Goten doesn't want to think about anything else; only this moment, where there are no worries, no avoided conversations, no fighting, no one else. Just them; no words needed, hardly anything needed. Only the light that Goten's favorite star patterns brought, and the warmth that their closeness brings him.

End

In response to Guest: Lol I actually did that for 'Our First Summer', but as I said on the first drabble, December really snuck up on me, so I was like, way unprepared.

(The above response was written in 2014).