Her ballet pink hair danced in the wind as she danced in the powdery snow. Her body was clothed in an over-sized coat, a scarf, and some pink mittens.
Her pale cheeks were red. Her lips were blue from the freezing cold, but her smile was still warm. Yet, if you dared to step up to see her, you could only see her joyful green eyes.
She wouldn't hurt you if you approached her. Oh, Lord no! She was as kind as it got! She was just so... Delightful to watch as she danced across the ground, snowflakes dancing around her.
I didn't dare approach her. I sat here on this bench under a tree as she danced among the trees. She looked so blissful with the snow... So... Free. She was having fun by herself. She looked around her, then she looked at me. She caught me... She's heading over here... What do I do?
She never pulled down her scarf, but I could tell that she was smiling. The way that her eyes lit up with joy, I could tell. She pulled down her scarf to show said smile.
"Hello, Jeremie." She said. How could two words sound so angelic?
I looked around, feeling foolish once I realized that she meant me. I gave her a timid smile.
"Hello, Aelita." I replied, looking away. I pulled my scarf up to cover my flushed cheeks.
She lightly touched my hand, my hand tingling at the sensation. She sat beside me, giggling like this was the first time she had seen the snow.
"Isn't this view beautiful?" Aelita asked, her eyes taking in the breath-taking scenery, yet my eyes remained on her. Her hand remained on top of mine, making my face flush further.
I looked at her soft pink hair, how each snowflake hung in her hair. She looked so beautiful, yet she never knew it. She doesn't understand. "Y-yes, Aelita, the view is breath-taking." I said, turning my hand so that I was cradling hers.
She faced me, looking into my blue eyes. Her cheeks were red. But this wasn't because of the cold. She looked down at our hands touching, but she didn't pull away. She looked back up at me with those radiant green eyes and smiled a bigger smile that made my heart melt.
She looked up at the sky and turned back to me. Her face came close to mine, so close that I could feel her breath on my face.
My eyes widened at the sudden closure in the gap between us. She pulled her hand free of mine and wrapped them around my neck, forcing my lips onto hers.
She realeased and we parted, our faces radiating so much heat. Despite the temperature, we were boiling. I looked up to see a tree covered with red berries. And I smile.
"Mistletoe..." I say, smiling brightly at her. She looks at me with honest confusion.
"What's mistletoe?" She asks.