Pandora here with today's prompt 'camping'. In this Yuri is 20 and JJ is 24.
Yuri's hand closes around the handle of the heavy rubber mallet and he fights the urge to bring it down with full force on JJ's head. He's been irritatingly chirpy all day, and if Yuri hears 'smell that fresh air' or 'check out that view' once more he will no longer hold himself accountable for his actions.
When JJ had told him that he'd organised a romantic getaway, Yuri imagined a lodge or cabin somewhere, but then JJ had revealed a tent and sleeping bags and Yuri's heart had sunk. In truth, Yuri's never actually been camping before, and part of him thinks it might be fun, but he would have liked to know sooner what JJ was planning. He hasn't packed the right clothes to be crawling around in a tent for four days and grey clouds have been worrying the horizon since they arrived. At JJ's insistence they found a more secluded campsite away from the busier areas, and admittedly it is beautiful, but Yuri simply wonders how long it would be before anyone found JJ's body.
"Kitten, do you have the mallet?" JJ is kneeling on the ground organising tent pegs.
Yuri sighs. JJ's been so enthused about this trip that he can't be too much of a dick.
It's late by the time they crawl into their sleeping bags. Almost as soon as the tent was finally up, the threatening grey clouds and a chill wind set in, and Yuri retreated inside. JJ stubbornly tried to get a small campfire lit, but the wind kept blowing it out and then it started to rain. Without any other way to make something hot to eat, and the main buildings shut for the night, the two of them ended up sharing a packet of beef jerky and half a chocolate bar for dinner.
Yuri flicks listlessly through his phone pictures and JJ lies beside him, listening to the rain pattering on the tent canvas. The silence between them hangs frustratingly in the air, lit by a camping lantern, until Yuri's stomach suddenly growls and JJ sighs.
"Sorry," he says. "This was a complete washout."
"Just a little," says Yuri, putting his phone to one side. He's about to add another snarky comment until he sees JJ's face. His mouth softens. "I'm sorry too though, I didn't help."
JJ opens his arms and Yuri wriggles over, settling within them. JJ's chest tingles with warm vibrations as he says, "Do you want to just go home tomorrow? We'll have to dry out the tent or my dad will be grumpy but as long as it stops raining we could get away pretty early."
Yuri shakes his head. "You've been so excited and we drove for nearly four hours," he says. "I'm happy to stay and see how tomorrow goes."
JJ smiles against Yuri's hair. "I love you."
"I love you too."
JJ's lips seek Yuri's – the hands running up an down Yuri's back are warm and despite his tiredness he feels his body responding. Sweet kisses grow heated, tongues push together and one of Yuri's hands comes up to tug at the collar of JJ's t-shirt. Just as Yuri starts to struggle out of his sleeping bag, however, they hear a roar.
"What the fuck was that?!" Yuri squeaks.
JJ chuckles. "Probably a moose."
Yuri tries to slow his thumping heart. "If I die by moose tonight I'm haunting you."
JJ smirks. "Well if this is your last night on earth, let's make sure you go out with a bang."
He kisses Yuri again and neither of them sleeps much that night.