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From the kitchen window, Jonathan watched the snow fall. The weather forecast had predicted at least an inch that day, probably more over the next few days. There’d be no going out. Being Georgia born and raised, snow was still something of a novelty for Jonathan. He had to admit, he did find a certain stark beauty in the winter of Gotham. And besides, he’d had the foresight at least to make sure he was well stocked for his research. He didn’t need to leave in the foreseeable future, so he had least could take the time to enjoy watching the snowfall.
His partner on the other hand, wasn’t anywhere near as magnanimous about their circumstances. “I hate winter in this city,” Jonathan heard the man grumble from where he sat on the living room couch.
“So you’ve said. Repeatedly.” Jonathan replied, putting the finishing touches on the drinks he’d been preparing. One black coffee for him, and one Hot Cocoa…thing for Edward.
Jonathan couldn’t see his expression, but he just knew the man was pouting. “Well, excuse me for actually having things to do outside of the house today. Not all of us are content to be shut ins, Jonathan.”
Jonathan sighed as he grabbed their mugs. Extreme weather always seemed to bring out the childishness in his lover. “I think Gotham will survive without the Riddler making mischief for one day Edward.”
“It’s not Gotham I’m worried about Jon, it’s my own mind! There’s nothing I detest more than being bored.”
Jonathan shook his head. “Don’t I just know it.” He walked out of the kitchen and to the living room, where he saw Edward sitting on the couch. Or rather, saw the top of Edward’s head poking out of the comforter he dragged from their bed. Jonathan looked at him with a still alien feeling of fondness. For a man who had grown up on the East Coast, he certainly still found a way to be overdramatic about what he should have been long used to. He handed Edward’s mug to him. “Here.”
Edward took it then carefully examined it. “Is this hot cocoa?” He took a whiff of the mug and a smile broke out. “With peppermint?”
Jonathan felt the corners of his mouth twitch at the expression on Edward’s face. He really was just a child, wasn’t he? He took a seat next to Edward on the couch. “Yes. Happy now?”
Edward leaned his head on Jonathan’s shoulder the moment he sat down. “It’s a start.”
Jonathan snorted, and wrapped his left arm around Edward’s frame. He leaned down to kiss the top of his head. “Brat.”
He felt Edward smile. “You love me.” The two spent the rest of the afternoon watching the snow fall, warm and happy and together.