sunshine_173 | 10 Days of Drabble: Snow Wars

author: sunshine_173
rating: PG
pairing: Belldom
summary: One out of ten drabbles I will be posting daily till Christmas day.
feedback: I wants it, my precious.
disclaimer: I think if I owned Muse, you would know about it. They're a bit famous so I doubt it'd be something easily hidden.
warning : Meh an F bomb at most.
notes: Drabble three :D Something cute to counteract whatever my brain made me write last night

Winter was always his favorite holiday, but never for this reason. Usually it was because of scarves and ugly Christmas sweaters and hot cocoa next to the fireside with a book propped up beside him, but now he had something else. Dominic. That beautiful minx of a man.

The brunette smiled to himself and laughed as he felt the icy sting of a wet snowball hit the back of his head. He turned in time to see his lover double over in laughter, his cheeks red from the bite of cold wind and happiness.

Matthew shook his head as he shouted out, “You know, Dom, you’re leaving yourself quite vulnerable.” The blonde glanced up at him, a teasing grin spreading wide across his face.

“Please, like you could ever aim to save your life.”

Matthew rolled his eyes in return, shaking his head, tightly packed chunks of snow flying out of his dark hair. He immediately bent down and began to compact an oddly shaped clump of snow, the white mush falling apart in his gloves. Dominic’s snorted laughter came closer to him and he saw him fall to his knees in his peripheral, the blonde’s hands reaching out to help. He swatted him away.

“I can do it!” His exclamation was almost petulant, but his smile genuine and sparkling.

Dominic giggled. “That’s what you said last time, dear. I’m totally beating you at this war right now. To the point that I’m leaving my fortress to help you build your own weapons of mass destruction.”

Matthew guffawed. “Please, spare me. For all you know this is a set up so that I can draw you out of safety and attack you.”

“I would think that if that were the case you would have, well, attacked by now.”

“Psshh, I’m keeping you on your toes.”

“Right.” Dominic smirked, flicking snow at his lover.

“The faith you have in me is astonishing. Seriously, Dom, I can feel it radiating off of you in waves the size of Big Ben.”

Dominic laughed, dropping the handful of snow he had and shaking his hands free of it. “Always a pissing contest…”

Matthew snorted. “You’re just jealous that my dick’s bigger than yours. I’m beginning to think you have some sort of an inferiority complex with all this snow wars shit.”

“Whatever, I still make you come before I do.” Dominic winked, raising his eyebrow in challenge.

The brunette’s eyes narrowed in return, a smile present in his devious stare. “Touché.”

Dominic’s smirk grew and he began to stand, his eyes to the ground. “I’m glad to know that I won that rou-”

Matthew tackled the blonde, his lover shouting out in surprise as he toppled backwards into a pile of wet snow, the skinny form of his boyfriend sprawled on top of him. His body shook with laughter as Dominic stared at him in shock, his blue eyes twinkling with mirth.

“Checkmate, asshole.”

Before Dominic could retort, Matthew leaned closer and captured his lips in a chaste kiss before grabbing his wrists and pinning them into the snow above his head.

“Awww Matt, dammit it’s fucking cold out here.” Dominic whined despite his present amusement.

“Right, you’ve been fondling the snow since we got out here like, an hour ago.” He bent back down and kissed him again, this time lingering a bit longer. Dominic opened his mouth to protest but Matthew took that as a sign to slip his tongue in and trace the roof of his mouth, the blonde’s complaint turning into a quiet moan as he returned the kiss.

“Fair enough,” Dominic murmured.

Matthew grinned victoriously. He didn’t know why he ever liked winter for any other reason but this.