A/N- Ami and Zane in their apartment during a winter moment.
The world outside her frost-rimed window was a blanket of white, and she contemplated its beauty while she sipped at her tea, mug cradled close for warmth as she leaned back against the wall in her window seat. Peri purred from where she was curled on the other end of the seat, a gray fuzzball against the rich blue of the pillows. An early morning jogger passed underneath the window with her breath steaming, her yellow jacket bright against the snow.
I love it when it's like this…as if the world were covered in diamond dust. She sighed and tucked her feet up a little tighter underneath her, toes chilly. Her eyes wandered over to the bed, where the back of a tousled blond head was barely visible, covers up to his ears. A smile bloomed, quickly smothered by her mug. He's so adorable when he nests. Just as she thought that, he turned over, a muffled grumble accompanying the movement. She watched as an arm searched under the comforter for her, amused.
"Over here, love."
Sleepy green eyes peered at her across the folds of the dove-grey comforter as he registered where her voice was coming from. "Mmm? Why're you over there? Should be over here."
She stifled the impending chuckle with the last of her tea, blue eyes sparkling at him. When her tea was swallowed and the threat of giggles dissipated she answered him. "I woke up a while ago and saw that it snowed last night, so I made a cup of tea and sat down to enjoy the sight with Peri." She glanced over at where the kitten was still purring and dozing. "Though I'm not sure how much Peri's getting out of it."
"S'that's why it's so cold. Eh, you and getting up early. Never understood it." He grumped as he rose up on his elbows to see her better. The motion dislodged the comforter so that it slipped down his torso, baring a muscled chest dusted lightly with blond hair, his strawberry blond curls draped over his shoulder. He shivered slightly, skin goosebumping. "Brr. Come back to bed where it's warm and leave Peri to sleep; she's got the right idea."
She smiled at him cheekily and cuddled her robe up around her neck, the heavy white silk soft against her skin. "But I am warm," she chuckled at him and snuggled further into the pillows, "and Peri's not really sleeping, are you, baby?" Peridot cracked one eye open to gaze at Ami briefly before shutting it again and covering her nose with her tail. Ami laughed. "Okay, maybe she is."
He eyed her sardonically, one golden brow rising. "Now you're just being difficult."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she murmured sweetly as she blinked innocently at him. "My position here is very comfortable, and I was actually thinking about grabbing one of my books and having a read."
"Oh, now you've done it, sprite. I've gotta come get you and drag your perky ass back to bed, don't I?" He growled at her playfully, green eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Don't you dare!" she shot back tauntingly.
"Watch me!" He surged out of bed as she started to make a break for it, reached her in two long strides, snagged her around the waist from behind, and made her shriek with giggles and struggle ineffectually as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He growled at her again, the noise a burring against her shoulder. "Ha, got you."
Her smile turned soft. "Yeah." She let her head fall back to rest on his shoulder and closed her eyes, her fingers entwined with his. "You've got me." His warmth seeped into her, her back firmly pressed against his chest.
She felt him gentle then, press sweet kisses to her shoulder, her neck. "Alright, love," he murmured, his voice tickling her, "let's get back to bed."
"Mm," she agreed, untangling their hands and turning in his arms. "You're going to get cold, otherwise." He gazed down at her, eyes darkening, making her stomach flip and fill with butterflies. Will this feeling never end…?
He captured her mouth with his own, an unspoken confirmation, and drew her towards the sanctity of their bed. Breathless, she followed, eyes locked with his as he pulled her with him down onto the bed. As their lips met again and he slipped a hand between silk and her shoulder she had just enough time to think, God, I hope not… before thought was gone.