Ship: Asahi/Nishinoya Fandom: Haikyuu Major Tags: tags omitted Other Tags: tags omitted Square: catastrophic climate change Word Count: 478 words
You took the heat and now it’s time to CHILL OUT. Please shoot me if I keep making these puns. Warnings for mentions of sex. Missing appendages but not dicks, their dicks are still there. I think.
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Before the cold set in, Nishinoya had thought of the difference in their sizes as something amusing, something that gave him a challenge and let him scramble up Asahi to kiss him like a squirrel climbing a tree. It had been annoying when Asahi hadn’t been able to fuck him but they’d managed to work through that until Nishinoya’s body opened easily for Asahi.
The difference in their sizes, ultimately, just hadn’t been that important.
Now it might be the only thing keeping Nishinoya from death.
He burrowed closer to Asahi, tucking himself against his lover’s larger body. Well-insulated with muscle and fat, Asahi was less susceptible to the cold than Nishinoya. Even with frost forming on the windows and the air so cold that fridges were unnecessary, Asahi still felt warm.
“Your hands are like ice,” Asahi said, pulling his sweater out to tuck it over Nishinoya’s head and upper body. Everyone wore multiple layers now, trapping the heat under as much fabric as possible. Even curled under Asahi’s sweater, there were still three layers between Nishinoya and Asahi’s skin.
Inside the sleeping bag, the heat of their bodies collected and took the bite off the icy outside air.
“I had to get out to piss,” Nishinoya said, trying to worm his hands under Asahi’s clothes to press them against Asahi’s flat stomach. Hunger had robbed the muscles of some of their bulk but they were still warm and hard.
“Give them here,” Asahi said, catching one of Nishinoya’s hands and bringing it up to his mouth. He folded it into a loose fist, held between his hands to keep it warm, and then breathed over it. The short, warm puffs of breath made Nishinoya’s fingers ache as sensation slowly came back into them. Sharp pain laced through his fingers but the soft touch of Asahi’s lips as he pressed a kiss to each fingertip was sweet enough to make Nishinoya smile.
“Thank you,” he said once he could feel his fingers enough to wriggle them. Asahi squeezed Nishinoya’s hands but didn’t let go. He pulled their joined hands down instead, tucking their hands between their bodies to protect them.
“Keep them like this a little longer,” Asahi said, voice soft and tired. “Frostbite…”
He didn’t need to say more than that. Frostbite had taken toes already and one of Nishinoya’s ears was cut at a slant because of it. If it took their fingers, they were doomed.
Nishinoya closed his eyes, drifting into the sleep that consumed less energy than being awake. To conserve heat and energy both, Asahi and Nishinoya spent most of their time sleeping, waking up only to eat, drink and void their bowels.
One day, Nishinoya knew, he wouldn’t wake up at all.
But he had to wait for it to happen to Asahi first. He couldn’t let Asahi be left alone.
FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, C3 T
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Square: catastrophic climate change
Word Count: 478 words
You took the heat and now it’s time to CHILL OUT. Please shoot me if I keep making these puns. Warnings for mentions of sex. Missing appendages but not dicks, their dicks are still there. I think.
***
Before the cold set in, Nishinoya had thought of the difference in their sizes as something amusing, something that gave him a challenge and let him scramble up Asahi to kiss him like a squirrel climbing a tree. It had been annoying when Asahi hadn’t been able to fuck him but they’d managed to work through that until Nishinoya’s body opened easily for Asahi.
The difference in their sizes, ultimately, just hadn’t been that important.
Now it might be the only thing keeping Nishinoya from death.
He burrowed closer to Asahi, tucking himself against his lover’s larger body. Well-insulated with muscle and fat, Asahi was less susceptible to the cold than Nishinoya. Even with frost forming on the windows and the air so cold that fridges were unnecessary, Asahi still felt warm.
“Your hands are like ice,” Asahi said, pulling his sweater out to tuck it over Nishinoya’s head and upper body. Everyone wore multiple layers now, trapping the heat under as much fabric as possible. Even curled under Asahi’s sweater, there were still three layers between Nishinoya and Asahi’s skin.
Inside the sleeping bag, the heat of their bodies collected and took the bite off the icy outside air.
“I had to get out to piss,” Nishinoya said, trying to worm his hands under Asahi’s clothes to press them against Asahi’s flat stomach. Hunger had robbed the muscles of some of their bulk but they were still warm and hard.
“Give them here,” Asahi said, catching one of Nishinoya’s hands and bringing it up to his mouth. He folded it into a loose fist, held between his hands to keep it warm, and then breathed over it. The short, warm puffs of breath made Nishinoya’s fingers ache as sensation slowly came back into them. Sharp pain laced through his fingers but the soft touch of Asahi’s lips as he pressed a kiss to each fingertip was sweet enough to make Nishinoya smile.
“Thank you,” he said once he could feel his fingers enough to wriggle them. Asahi squeezed Nishinoya’s hands but didn’t let go. He pulled their joined hands down instead, tucking their hands between their bodies to protect them.
“Keep them like this a little longer,” Asahi said, voice soft and tired. “Frostbite…”
He didn’t need to say more than that. Frostbite had taken toes already and one of Nishinoya’s ears was cut at a slant because of it. If it took their fingers, they were doomed.
Nishinoya closed his eyes, drifting into the sleep that consumed less energy than being awake. To conserve heat and energy both, Asahi and Nishinoya spent most of their time sleeping, waking up only to eat, drink and void their bowels.
One day, Nishinoya knew, he wouldn’t wake up at all.
But he had to wait for it to happen to Asahi first. He couldn’t let Asahi be left alone.