closed starter for @mannythejaguar
Noah fucking loved the holidays at Krovs because not only did he get to go out and party there was easy access to all kinds of party drugs and booze. The cambion conveniently forgot how much he suffered after these parties because of his collar and fully intended to get absolutely fucking destroyed for as much of the night as possible. It was freeing, the mixture of drunk and high, and he was already feeling real good from whatever Gwyn had given him and the drinks he'd pounded. He liked going back and forth and wandering the street in spite of most of his body being exposed to the cold air because of his costume. When he was mingled in with the crowds and with all the fun shit in his body he didn't notice so much but he'd separated a little and gotten turned around and was starting to feel the chill. Manny was stupidly working for part of the night which was annoying and Noah had gotten it into his head to look for him which is maybe why he'd wandered a little.
Shivering in spite of himself, he wandered back towards the main noise and the heat lamps that had been set up, wishing they'd actually set somewhere to meet or that Manny hadn't had to work. Luckily, though, he spotted the shifter and grinned, practically pouncing on him and pressing close, wrapping his arms around him both to get a little warmth and just be close to him. "There you are! 'Bout fuckin' time. I was lookin' for you. Who works when there's a party? You gotta stop takin' these holiday shifts it really kills the vibe." He laughed in spite of what he was just saying and kissed him, only a little sloppily. "Where you headed? Hope it's inside. If not, you're gonna have to warm me up."
