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A/N: For a good friend of mine.
Looking out the window, you watch in childlike wonder as thick pieces of snow flutter to the ground. It's really coming down. You think and in a moment of pure curiosity, you get up from your cozy chair and addictive game to open the window you were just looking through. it's one of the bigger ones in the small-ish cabin and at once, your face is hit with a rush of soft white. It's wet, cold and quite refreshing to be honest. You don't remember the last time you actually enjoyed watching and feeling fresh snow, so this is a nice change.
It's also peaceful up here in the mountains. Solitude is the one thing that isn't easy to come by down in the city. Said city life just wasn't fun sometimes and you're thankful you worked enough to be granted a few extra days off this year. The break is well deserved but if the snow keeps coming down the way it is, you aren't sure if that's really a good thing or not. Oh well. Straightening your spine, you stretch your arms over your head and revel in the slight pops that occur along your spine. Yes it's amazing to not have to do anything fro the next couple of days and a lazy smile captures your lips for it.
A moment passes and you're still transfixed on the sights outside. It's beautiful and wholly pure. Birds are flying around on the tops of the snow-capped trees and they chirp quietly. Greetings. Welcoming the snow it seems. You lean forward until your hands are resting on the sill. Cold. Wet. It even smells fresh and part of you wants to vault right out the window and bury yourself in the biggest snowdrift you can find. Though your intense body heat would probably melt it right away.
"Mm." Before you can possibly think more about playing around in the snow like a hyper pup on the loose, you feel a slim pair of arms wrap around your waist and a face press itself into your shoulder blades. "s'cold." She mutters, natural sultry voice thick with sleep.
You're aware she's been up all night doing her own work, considering she's a night owl, but that doesn't stop you from smiling like a loon and singing "Hey there, Blakey. Slip a clone right into room three for me. And watch the mischief unfurl."
"No room number here, goof." Blake again mutters, tightening her hold. What you don't expect is her sharper than normal canines digging into your left shoulder. It's delicious. "Close the window." Unfortunately, that husky voice of hers doesn't deter you.
"You remember when I made that song up, right? We had room numbers then." You can't help the slight pout that appears on your face.
"I do. And we did." Is her soft reply. Nothing more.
Though, this time she nuzzles into your back and you end up reaching for the window in order to pull it back down. "Ever listen to the snow fall, Blakey?"
"I've been listening since you opened it. It's nice." But I don't like being cold. That part goes unsaid, but it's enough to make you want to oblige. In fact you almost do until an idea strikes and suddenly she's protesting as you carry her to the couch you were lounging on earlier. "Yang." It's almost a whine and it's enough to make you grin form ear to ear.
"Cuddle with me, Love." You make sure to place her down carefully before tossing a fluffy blanket at her grumbling self. "Just a minute though." In a flash, you're going around shutting other blinds, stopping by the room to gather more pillows and blankets, grabbing the kettle and filling it with water, all while liquid golden eyes watch you impatiently. She sits there while you create a sort of nest out of the things you brought from the room next to the fireplace and then sighs audibly when you turn to toss more wood into the fire you'd made some time ago. It immediately sparks back to life and you position the kettle where it can get hot. Once it does, you'll have to leave again for the tea, but until then, you're satisfied with the quick setup.
Making yourself comfortable first, your raven-haired companion is all too happy to oblige when you hold your hand out to her and all but rolls into you thanks to the thickness of the blanket she already has around her. It makes you bite back a giggle at the cuteness of it all. Instead, your hands slide through the blanket to find her waist and you pull her lithe body toward you, never minding the annoyed hiss she emits for your cold fingers on her skin. You fix that as soon as she's settled by activating your semblance.
The result is instantaneous and you find her wrapped around you. Her nose runs along your jaw and her hands lock behind you in thanks, but your actual reward is the light, contented purr that comes from deep in her throat a few heartbeats later. It drives you downright crazy and you can't help but wrap your arms securely around her. Your own nose burrows into her thick onyx locks where her scent is strongest and you let out a chuckle when her furry ear twitches against your cheek.
"Hey there, Blakey. Come up to my bunk tonight." The whispered song you made up so long ago makes her shrink slightly and then you're giggling right along with her, knowing her creamy cheeks are now a shade pinker. She's adorable when she blushes.
"Show me some sweet moves tonight." She finishes and you swear you've never loved someone like the one fitting perfectly into you at this very moment.
The fire crackles softly, you're warm, as comfortable as you've ever been and you're both listening. There's heartbeats, the almost silent sound of snow kissing the ground, the same birds still singing. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city with the love of your life in your arms. It's perfect and you couldn't be happier.
A/N2: Hey you made it to the end! Hope it wasn't too bad. Like my own parody of Santa Baby? (LUL)
Anyway, so this could be a thing for the rest of the month if you're interested enough. (By that, I simply mean: prompts.) Give me some? It can be Bumbleby or Whiterose (mayyybe others if you're nice about it xD) Otherwise, this one will probably just have one more chapter. Let me know though 3