Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin :'(

A/N: I have never written drabbles before so I hope this is okay :) Please review :D

Mid-December

The two men lie side by side on a thin blanket beneath the age-old fir trees, their breath rising in misty spirals above them. There is a chill in the mid-December air, which is perfumed with the scent of pine needles, but neither man feels it.

The smaller of the two, whose brown jacket is bundled beneath their heads like a pillow, has a pale face, with big, blue eyes and soft, full lips, which look strikingly red against his white skin and jet black hair.

The other man, wearing a faded red tunic, with the sleeves rolled up to reveal strong, tanned arms, tilted his head to look at his friend lying beside him. His striking blue eyes resting on the profile of the dark haired man.

"Merlin?" He whispers.

Merlin grins at the sound of the man's voice, his whole face lighting up. He turns to face the blonde man, their noses almost touching.

"I thought you were asleep." Merlin murmurs.

Arthur pouts slightly. "I was just resting my eyes."

"Of course you were, Sire." Says Merlin softly, kissing the Prince's lips gently.

Arthur beams at Merlin, before rolling onto his back again and looking up at the brilliant white sky through the trees. He gasps. Merlin narrows his eyes slightly, confused, and just as he looks up at the sky, a snowflake gently falls onto his cheek.

A/N Thanks for reading :D Please review xD