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Hey guys, great news: my computer got fixed today! I'm writing the next chapter for Budding Rose as quickly as I can, but until then, enjoy this one-shot for Dimitri's. Smexi. Shewolf's 'Frostbite2015 1.5 million Words Challenge'. :)

Do You Wanna Build a Snowman?

Genre: Romance / Fluff

Word Count: 1117 Words

Rose H.

"Come on, Roza! It's getting dark and Mama said we can't go out after dark!"

Paul poked his cloth-clad head into the room, struggling to enter while dragging Dimitri, who was smiling from ear-to-ear despite his playful show of reluctance.

"Alright, Paul. I'll get Dimitri outside if you go help get Zoya ready." I bargained.

He cheered, obviously seeing his task as the easier of the two. But let's just say it wasn't difficult for me to convince Dimitri to do much of anything these days. Ever since we'd settled down at court, he'd been much more open about his emotions and likely to go along with my crazy plans. Similarly, my plans had been getting less and less insane under his influence.

Smiling softly, I walked toward him, and he immediately took me in his arms. We simply stood there for a moment, my head resting back against his chest, his buried in the hair that fell at my neck, where he kept placing butterfly kisses. Both of us were facing the window watching tiny tufts of snow fall onto the front yard of his childhood home in Baia. I turned in his arms and rested my forehead against his, enjoying the momentary silence.

"Rozaaa! You said you would get him outside!"

Of course, in the Belikov house, silence was never long-lasting.

"Sorry, Paul." I said with a laugh, and I saw a half smile cross Dimitri's face.

"Come on, Comrade, you don't want to keep your niece and nephew waiting." I smirked as I pulled away from him, and we walked hand in hand outside.

Dimitri was diligently patting the snow around the base, like with everything else, carefully and thoroughly. I watched him re-check that the three spheres were as symmetrical as physically possible (and then some). He bent to scoop some snow in order to even out the head, when our plan went into action.

Hearing the woosh of something being thrown at him, Dimitri turned sharply, only to get nailed in the face by the white powdery substance of the gods.

His completely dumbfounded expression made me burst into laughter, and his expression turned into one of a sly smirk, clearly thinking he had figured out my plans.

I turned and sprinted around the house, knowing I had some time because I was faster than Dimitri, though he had more long-term endurance. As I passed under a sturdy tree with a low overhang, I leapt up and rustled the lowest branch - my first signal - catching the object Paul threw down to me.

Moments later, as Dimitri ran under the tree in his frantic search for me, he was doused in more snow, stopping him in his tracks.

Reaching up slowly, he wiped his eyes, then blinked once heavily before his eyes focused on me, and, consequently, the all-terrain camera in my hands.

"Say 'defeat'!" I called happily as I snapped a picture.

"Rozaaa" He pouted, and I almost let him off right then because of his adorableness. Almost.

Instead, I just took another one.

By then, his shock had worn off and he gave chase again. I squealed as I ran away from him, and up the porch steps, banging on the locked door once slowly, then twice quickly.

I waited for a moment expectantly, beginning to worry when nothing happened. Dimitri was quickly approaching, and I knew I didn't have much longer.

"Vikka!" I called, exasperated, banging on the door desperately.

But it was too late; Dimitri had caught up with me, smiling like the cheshire cat. I was standing on the porch, while he was just at the stairs, meaning I couldn't gather ammunition without getting past him.

"It was a valiant effort, Roza, but it looks like I still have much to teach you."

I scurried backward a few steps, my back now pressed against the still-locked door. "This was all in good fun, right Dimitri?" I said nervously, the playfully cunning glint in his eyes a side of Dimitri I had never seen. "Let's just let bygones be bygones."

"Oh, I don't think so, Roza." He said, bending to scoop some snow to begin my punishment. He pulled back his arm to throw, and I cringed slightly back against the door, calculating how long it would take me to get to the nearest cover, and how wet I would be by then.

"Never underestimate the enemy, Uncle Dimka!" Zoya called from above.

I grinned as he was immediately pelted with snow balls raining from the roof. He looked up, once again surprised, and ran for the cover of the porch, but I met him at the bottom of the steps.

"Convince me." I smirked.

"You want to let me in because you love me." He pouted, looking up at me from under his eyelashes.

"Hmm..." I considered "True, but not quite good enough."

He buried his face in my shoulder.

"Please, Roza. Let me in. I love you." He murmured softly, each word punctuated with a kiss, across my shoulder, up my neck, and along my jaw. He brushed his lips against mine ever so lightly, and I couldn't take it any more. I buried my fingers in his hair, pulling his heard toward mine firmly and kissing him passionately, the porch steps making me almost as tall as him.

"Mmm, okay. You can come in." I conceded, though by now the snowballs had long stopped raining from the roof.

"Did you really think I had left you high and dry?" Vikka asked, sipping on her hot chocolate. Apparently drinking scalding water was a Belikov family trait. "I thought getting Zoya on the roof would add more flair to the finale."

"That it did." I agreed, thinking about how similar Vikka was to the girl I used to be in high school. "And I didn't know what to think. To be fair, a 6'7" Russian was chasing after me." Said Russian chuckled, coming into the living room carrying both of our hot chocolates.

"Doubled?" I inquired.

"Of course." He said with mock-offense, folding into the couch and handing me my mug. Instead of sitting in my own seat, I opted to plop down onto his lap. "And three marshmallows for you."

"You guys are cute and all, but I might throw up if I have to witness you remising about your past or something. I'm going to get Zoya." Viktoria said, already scurrying out of the room.

"Ah, Dimitri, remember that time -" I began mockingly as she left the room.

"LA LA LA LA LA." Vikka called, just as Karolina came in, looking confused. She quickly shook it off.

"Hey, you two."

"Hey Karo." I said, grinning lazily at her, while Dimitri nodded silently, already getting into a western he had produced from god knows where.

He wouldn't be reading for long, however, because Karolina's next words made his head snap up and fear fill his eyes.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?"

Please let me know what you think, and if I should write more of these!

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