Krii7y One Shots

A Night In (fluff)

heyoooo everybody. I hope you enjoy this! T was a lot of fun to write. Also summer is coming up so I'll have more time to write yeet!

Let me know what you think <3

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John loved being out and about in the city.

He loved the soft light surrounding him, and the chatter of hungry passers bye, egar to get their hands on what ever the food trucks that lined the street for that night offered.

Something was comforting about the business that surround him, even though he remained comfortably motionless.

His hands would be warm in his pockets, and the tip of his nose red from the cold, though he wouldn't notice, nor would he care.

His hair kept his ears from turning a rosy pink, but his toes stayed chilly in the thin layer of cloth that enveloped them.

Nights like that were lovely.

But tonight was not a city night.

Jaren had suggested they stay in while he prepared them a tasty meal and just enjoy each other's company (which admittedly was something they did literally all the time if they had the chance).

Originally the food was suppose to be a surprise, Jaren away in the kitchen while a curious, and rather impatient, John sat in the living room by himself.

But, as expected, the blonde quickly found himself bored and wound up wondering towards the smell that was filling the house.

The brunette remained blissfully unaware of his presence, so John took the opportunity to sneek up behind him, sliding his hands along his waist to firmly clasp in the front before resting his head on his shoulder.

"This is smells fantastic."

He muttered, pressing a small kiss to his head. Jaren smiled softly after an initial small jump of surprise, setting down the knife mid chop and spinning in his grip.

"I hope it tastes as good."

He laughed softly, cupping one hand under the other mans chin and pulling his head closer to press a soft kiss on his lips.

John hummed into the touch, resting his head on his chest as they pulled apart.

"I know it will."

He chuckled, sliding one hand down to Jaren's butt, giving a little pinch.

The younger man scoffed at the gesture, though his eyes were filled with humor as he smacked his hand away.

"Hey now. Save that for later."

He said matter o-factly, turning his body back to the vegetables he had been chopping previously.

John smirked a little, stepping just slightly closer and placing on hand on his hip while the other snaked around to mess with his belt buckle.

Jaren's skin crawled as he lightly shook off the touch.

"John, I'm serious. I'm hungry and you know how grumpy I get when I'm hungry. Like, I just want some chicken and you're trying to get in my pants. Do you have any manners?"

He said seriously, though his words remained laced with a teasing undertone.

The older man let out a pouty sigh, resting his head on his back.

"Fine."

He sighed, planting another small kiss between his shoulder blades.

They quietly sat in each other's presence for a little while. Jaren hummed as the soft thud of the knife against the cutting bored formed its own song, the faint sizzling working to create a soft harmony.
All the while John's mind ran wild, as it often did.