RuCh - when CNY + VDAY clashes

"Baby why are you sulking?"

"Nothing."

"Look, you're pouting."

"Go away."

Ivan only sighed and walked towards his lover who had intentionally started a silent protest. "What's wrong? 小耀 " His special nickname for Yao, even if Ivan was foreign to the language, those words were the only fluent ones.

"And why are you in such vibrant, bright colors? It really does suit you!" Ivan tried dishing every compliment he could manage, attempting to brighten Yao's mood. Wrapping his arms around the shorter man, Ivan kissed his lover's eyelids before he resumed inquiring Yao with a soft tone.

Yao looked up at the dense man with a hopeful gaze before he resumed his annoyed expression. He poked Ivan's smooth forehead lightly, which Ivan played along and had his head snapped back.

"我的愛人怎麽那麽笨呢 ?" Yao's lips broke into a smile before he protested cutely in Ivan arms. Russia looked confused at him, however he returned the smile and went back to his novel which rested upon the armchair comfortably.

Yao bitterly smiled at the busy man, wrapped his red scarf around his neck before he headed out.

It was 7 when he arrived home once again; Yao came through the door with a bundle of peach flowers. He wanted to decorate the shared apartment for the festival, even though there would not be any relatives paying a visit for the Lunar New Year . The room seemed warmer with the new pinkish hue glow from the peach flowers. After a quick search and call, Ivan was not at home. Yao brushed his hands on the tabletop before his hands stopped at a simple card.

Meet me at the park.

When the lift announced the lowest floor, Yao sprang out of the estate lobby and ran towards the park. Turning his head everywhere, he finally found Ivan standing by the skating rink. Heaving for breath, with curiosity, What's-wro….ng, wh-why…here?"

Ivan leaned close to him, rubbed their noses a couple of times, before he placed a kiss upon Yao's lips. Ivan wrapped his own scarf around Yao's neck to pull him closer towards him; the forgetful man must have left it in their apartment when he rushed out. Ivan leaned forward until their foreheads were pressed together, and stared into his eyes deeply. Yao started to get embarrassed under Ivan's passionate gaze. Eyes shifted here and there until Ivan cupped his icy cheeks and placed another kiss upon his tempting lips. Steam travelled from their noses and rose into the air, as they both came up from the kiss and took shallow breaths.

The shorter man pouted once again, his question unanswered. "Why here?" Ivan led him to the nearest bench and sat him down. He then kneeled down and helped Yao out of his shoes. Yao shyly hid his socks which had identical holes at the big toes. Ivan merely chucked as he slipped the skating boots upon the unusually dainty feet. After he helped the shorter man, he then helped himself.

"We-we're, going ,sk-ating?" Ivan nodded, double checking the beautifully done laces on Yao's boots. "Ivan! No, I cannot skate! I've never learnt!"

"That's why I'm here little one," He answered before he placed a kiss upon his head. "Just hold onto me okay? I won't ever let you fall." Ivan smiled before the other's hands tightly and slid them both upon the sheet of ice.

Yao who clutched onto Ivan tightly, white knuckled and red fingertips, he bit into his lips as he took every single step. "I'm-I'm scared…" Ivan smiled as he turned in front of him and led the both of them skating backwards.

"Do you want me to let go?" He teasingly smiled at Yao, both of his eyebrows jerked upwards. Despite his lover's decline accompanied with exaggerated head shakes, Ivan freed their hands and skated slowly backwards away from the amateur skater.

Laughing and slightly mocking him, Ivan beckoned Yao to come forward himself. Filled with uncertainty, Yao took each step slowly, awkwardly and stiffly, there were a couple of times he came close contact with the ice. Hands reaching forward for Ivan, Yao tried his best to maintain his balance upon these skates. "Please…please…don't let me fall…I'm scared."

The path where Yao was heading towards had a few pieces of ice upon the surface. Yao who stumbled upon a few were about to contact with the surface, but at the last moment-

"小耀, you dummy, told you I won't let you fall.' As he pulled Yao into a cuddle, he kissed his earlobe before he murmured, "Happy Chinese New Year and Valentine's day, 小耀"

Yao took a short gasp, "You - you remembered!" Ivan decided it was enough skating for the day, led the two out of the ice rink. "Of course, the clash between Valentine's day and your beloved festival only happens every 38 years. How could I let myself forget, baby?"

The shorter man looked up from his height into Ivan's eyes. Thinking of how much good deeds he had done in the previous life to deserve such an amazing lover.

The cold wind continued to blow and even their few layers of clothing could not protect them from the cold. They only have each other's warmth to keep themselves from freezing for now.  

"Do you have any more wishes you want me to fulfill? 38 years is an awful long time to wait for such a special clash."

Yao stared into his eyes, as his tears broke through, "No…" He could not hold them behind his eyes any longer, "No, just you, you're enough."

Ivan only chuckled, wiped Yao's falling tears, and sat both of them on the bench. Laced fingers, warm cuddle and staring at other skaters in rink was not such a bad idea to spend the last few hours of this special day.

After all, I only need you by my side.