Summer Job (kiribaku)

Ride A Cowboy

Edited by DannyGrimes0 

Katsuki curled up into the fetal position, the thin blanket covering all of his body. Shivers ran through him. Of all the nights, this one had to be so damn cold.

He reached over, cuddling his pillow to his chest. He proceeded to koala-hold it.

Sighing, he looked around the cold dark room. Sitting up, he set the pillow back onto the bed, pulling the blanket up around his shoulders.

Now he wished that he had either warmer clothes or more on. Thin black boxers and a tank top didn't cut it. He didn't remember heading to bed, after him and Eijiro, well...

His feet touched the floor, his toes curling against the cold wood.

Despite the blush starting to cover his face, the soft pads of his feet hit the floor, guiding him through the short walk across the hallway; the blanket dragging behind him.

It wasn't long before he arrived at the door. Shifting his weight from foot to foot, he slowly worked up the courage to open the door and walk in. He wrapped his fingers around the silver doorknob, turning it as slowly and quietly as possible, not wanting to wake the redhead from his slumber.

He paused for a moment, taking deep breaths to calm his nerves. His red eyes scanning over the darkened room, he was just barely able to map out the layout of Eijiro's room. He held the thin blanket tighter against his frame nervously. All he wanted was to slip into the soft bed, under warm sheets, curl up, and bundle himself in the blankets. If he's lucky, he'd curl up in the redhead's muscled arms, lay his back against the hot chest, close his eyes, and sleep.

He had already played out the situation in his head multiple times. How to slowly move closer without waking him. What to say if Eijiro woke up.

If he squinted, he was able to see the farmer's boy wrapped up in blankets, sleeping and snoring softly. Quietly sneaking forward, he was careful to not make any noise, although even his breathing seemed too loud, for how dead silent the room was.

Ever so slowly, his fingers gripped the blanket, lifting it up far enough for him to slip in. Gently placing his knee on the bed, he winced at the drag of the mattress as his body weight dug into it. The movement caused the redhead to stir, rolling onto his other side now facing the blonde, whose entire face had gone a ghostly white. His breathing had gone all but still, and his eyes were blown wide.

"Katsuki?" Eijiro muttered, voice rough and grainy, unsure if he even saw the blonde attempting to climb into his bed. Katsuki briefly wondered if he didn't move or make a noise, would Eijiro just go back to sleep? But that didn't happen. Instead, the redhead sat up, pushing his body up from his elbows, the blanket sliding down his naked chest. "What are you doing here?" He whispered.

Katsuki was at a loss for words as they all seemed to fade out by the time they reached his mouth. The words felt heavy, and an insane amount of saliva was starting to pool.

"I- uh, I..." was the most that he was able to produce, the rest was swallowed by the never-ending spit flooding in his mouth.

"It's cold!" he spit out. Wrapping the thin blanket over his shoulders, he looked down, unable to meet the redhead's eyes. It was embarrassing, sneaking in to cuddle; or as he would put it, sneaking in to get warmer.

He hadn't planned on the redhead waking up. Any thoughts on what to do slipped his mind. Now, with Eijirou awake, thoughts bombarded him: Run and hide; wait for a black hole to swallow him; disintegrate into thin air.

He didn't even plan for the morning if Eijiro had woken up before he could even slip away and hide. But here he stood, frozen. His face a blotchy red, hands fidgeting with the blanket, as he waited for Eijiro to freak out and tell him to 'get the fuck out!' Instead, Eijiro let out a sigh and fell back down into his blankets, taking deep and heavy breaths, "Well, you won't get any warm standing there," he muttered. Watching the blonde climb into bed, covering his legs with the blanket, pulling it up over his chest, almost fully covering himself with the sheets.

As he had just entered a sauna, he could feel the warmth radiating off of the slightly older man, the already collected heat stored under the heavy blanket immediately warmed his body, and sent goosebumps along his body.

He mumbled out thanks, not realizing how tired he actually was until now, covered in a warm blanket, soft pillow behind his head, and the redhead's arm slithered under his pillow. The steady rise and fall of his chest pushed the blonde into slumber.