YUNGBLUD fluff one-shots

moon beams

dam and i had left london for the winter holidays, we were staying at my parents house for the first few nights of hanukkah then we were leaving scotland and going down south to Doms family for christmas. it was the second night back in the old farmhouse, and it was strange readjusting to the quiet, slow lifestyle up here. after 10pm there wasn't a single sound besides the cows mooing and the wind against the window pane. i was sat in the conservatory staring out at the vast fields that stretched across the land. there was a thick blanket of snow that covered every inch of the grass. it had stopped snowing an hour ago, and the clouds had cleared, now the moon and her stars shined bright against the white covering the garden. the whole world looked like it was glowing. it was heavenly. 

Dom and my mums were sitting in the living room, i could hear the tv and i guessed they were watching the great british baking show or something of the sort. my mums loved Dom, they said he was a "sweet, loving and hilarious boy who had a personality that lit up a room!" momas words, not mine.  

The patty springsteen record came to a close and i got up, reluctantly, from under my quilt, to put on another record. as i was flipping through my mum's vinyl collection i heard the floorboards outside of the door creak and i turned to see Dom leaning against the doorframe, looking out into the shimmering garden. "It truly is a paradise here, isn't it?" he said quietly. i nodded my head and turned back to the records, Dom came to stand behind me and before i could flip past a record i had never seen before, he reached from over my shoulder and picked it up. "haven't seen this is years," he said smiling. "Well then put it on ya doofus." i said, standing up and plopping back onto the couch. i pulled the quilt over my knees. Dom placed the record on the turntable and set the needle delicately on the vinyl. he came and sat beside me as the first chords of the song played through the speakers. he reached his arm behind my head and i curled into his chest. he wrapped his arm protectively around me and put his socked feet up on the wooden coffee table. we sat like that. staring off into the snowy landscape and listening to the sound of each others heartbeat. it was peaceful and perfect. my worries melted away and i never wanted to leave.