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It had snowed all through the night so everything was covered with a layer of pure white, fluffy snow. Jack O'Neill wrapped the blankets tighter around him subconsciously and attempted to find the warmth of his lover, Daniel Jackson. He moaned in annoyance when that familiar warmth was not there. Slowly opening his eyes, he was greeted put the bright sunlight that reflected of the snow outside of his window. Groaning, Jack slowly sat upright in bed and strained his ears to listen for any noise from Daniel. Realizing that he couldn't hear anything, Jack slipped out of bed and threw on the first warm clothes he came across. After slipping on his boots, the commander of SGC walked out to the back of the house and peered through the sliding glass door. What he saw brought a smile to his lips; Daniel, outside making snow angels. Jack exited the cozy warmth of his cabin and joined his younger lover in he back yard.
"Daniel, come inside. You're gonna get sick if you stay out here" Jack called out.
Daniel lifted his head out of the snow and looked in the direction on Jack's voice.
"Aw, come on Jack. Have some fun. Play with me" Daniel whined.
Jack shook his head and repeated his request of Daniel coming inside. When Daniel refused the second time, Jack turned to reenter the house and was hit squarely in the back with a snowball. Jack whipped around to face his attacker and was hit with a second snowball, this one landed at his collar, allowing some small fragments of snow to sliding inside the fabric of Jack's sweater.
"Ok, now you asked for it" Jack scooped up a handful of snow.
The sphere missed Daniel as he ducked out of the way just in time. By that time of course, Jack had made it off of the porch and was now standing in the calf deep snow. He dodged to the left as Daniel hurled another snowball in his direction. Crouching down, Jack grabbed two handfuls of snow and chucked them towards his lover. One hitting Daniel in the side of the head and the other on his shoulder. By now, neither of the men were bothering to form the spheres anymore, and the 10 meters the separated them kept having loose snow thrown across it. As Daniel bent over to scoop up another handful, Jack took the opportunity to tackle the archaeologist. As they rolled across back yard, Jack began to tickle Daniel's sides, causing him to gasp for air.
"Ok, Ok, Jack. I...surrender. Please...stop...tickling...me" Daniel cried in between gasps.
Jack leaned down and nuzzled his nose against Daniel's before pressing a kiss on his lips.
"Come on baby. Come in side and we'll get dry and have a cup of hot chocolate" Jack pulled Daniel to his feet.
"Ok, that sounds nice. But I have an idea on how you can keep me warm another way" Daniel smirked.
Jack grinned at the suggestion and watched as Daniel walked into the house ahead of him. For just a moment longer before he joined his best friend and lover in the house, Jack stood outside thinking that this was probably the best Christmas he had ever has.