You hadn't seen Tom for about a month. You still texted, but he was away for work. You didn't mind that much. You understood he had a life too, and it doesn't revolve around you. You and your sister were wandering around the streets, looking at the snow and decorations. (It was nearing Christmas).
You both went into shops, pointing at things, and commenting on how your niece (your older sister's kid) would like it. You decided to buy the trinket for her on Christmas, and you walked out of the shop, a gust of cold wind blowing in your face, taking some snow with it.
You coughed and made disgusted noises as you pulled your hair and scarf out of your mouth. Your sister laughed as you wiped the snow off of your face.
"Shut up!" You told her, though you clearly weren't mad. She contained herself, and you began walking away, until you felt a thwap on the back of your head. You turned around quickly, and observed your sister whistling, letting you know that it was her. You threw a snowball at her, and this went back and forth. You picked up another handful and shot it at her, but she ducked and the cold ball was sent into a figure's face behind her.
"Oh!" You said, putting your hand over your mouth. You jogged over, and helped clean the snow off the figure's face.
"I'm so sorry. My sister ducked, and I-" You stopped rambling when you looked up at the now clean face, and saw familiar eyes.
"Tom!?"
"Y/n?" Tom asked.
"Y/n?" You sister asked.
"Y/n?" Another voice beside Tom asked as well. Recognition crossed his face, as his eyes and mouth widened into 'o' shapes. "So this is Y/n!"
"So this is Tom!" Your sister exclaimed. "He's shorter in person." She observed, tilting her head. You laughed. Your sister was a few inches taller than you were, so she was about Tom's height. Harrison marched up to you, hand outstretched.
"I'm Harrison. Or Haz. Whatever you prefer." He said. You nodded.
"Yes, I know." You said, smiling. Harrison smiled as well. "I hear you like Batman."
You laughed at his conversation starter. Tom rolled his eyes, and Y/s/n smiled as well.
"Yes, I do." You said, releasing his hand.
"Better than Spider-man, right?"
"Oh, yeah."
"Batman's smarter than Spider-man."
"Overall, anyway." You agreed.
"Right, because Bruce builds and creates, like Peter, but, Peter doesn't solve mysteries like Bruce."
"Naturally." You said. Tom and Y/s/n looked at each other with a look of boredom on their faces. Y/s/n stepped forward and tapped you on the shoulder, pulling you from your conversation.
"Maybe you can introduce me." She said.
"Oh, right. Tom, Harrison, this is my sister, Y/s/n. Y/s/n, Tom and Harrison."
They all waved, exchanging 'hello's' and handshakes. You smiled at the encounter.
"Should we head inside somewhere?" You asked, suddenly noticing the cold. The boys shrugged.
"I'm assuming you don't want to go Christmas shopping with us, so would you like to come to our apartment? I can whip something up. We can have coco, and watch movies, and stuff." You offered.
"Does the coco have mini marshmallows and whipped cream?" Harrison asked. You shrugged.
"We could get some."
Harrison nodded. "I'm game." He turned to his friend. "Tom?"
Tom shrugged. "Only if it's alright." He said. You nodded. "Y/s/nn, do you wanna head over and turn on the heat and stuff? I'll go to the store and grab some marshmallows and whipped cream."
"I'll go too. After all, I suggested the stuff." Harrison declared. Tom turned to Y/s/n.
"Do you mind if I go with you? Like, is it alright?" He asked. She shrugged.
"I don't see why not. It might be chilly, though."
Tom shrugged. "It can't be any colder than it is out here."
"I wouldn't be so sure." Y/s/n said. You all split off, you and Haz going to the store, and Y/s/n and Tom heading to your apartment.
You and Harrison entered the supermarket and headed for the sweets. Harrison was thoughtful enough to grab a basket on the way in. You searched through the aisles and picked out a two small bags of mini marshmallows, three bottles of whipped cream, a large bag of mini chocolate chips, and a container of sprinkles.
You and Harrison looked into the basket. "Do you think we should have salty snacks for the movies?" You asked. Haz shrugged. "I don't care."
You stood there thinking for a moment, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. "We might as well." You declared, turning around and heading for a different aisle. Harrison followed in pursuit. You threw in a couple bags of chips, some pretzels, cheese-curls, Cheetos, a box of cheese-its, and crackers and cheese.
"This should be good." You announced. Harrison nodded, content with the choices. You both headed for the checkout. As you waited in line, you picked up a cooking magazine, opening it and flipping through.
"Aw, Haz, look!" You exclaimed, pointing to a page. Harrison looked over your shoulder and saw snowmen treats. He smiled.
"They're cute." He noted. You stuck the magazine in the basket as well. "We're making that, too." You declared. Haz chuckled as he walked up, and started placing the items on the conveyer belt. You picked up the bags as they were being passed, and paid the cashier.
"This time I do have enough money." You muttered. Haz didn't seem to notice, though, much to your relief. Harrison also grabbed some bags and you both walked back into the cold.
"Should I pay you for the marshmallows and whipped cream?" Haz asked.
"No, you're fine."
"But I suggested it."
"I suggested you coming over. And they're my food items."
"How about I only pay for the stuff I suggested? You can pay for the rest?"
You shook your head. "What is it with you guys? You're too nice. The world doesn't deserve you."
Haz laughed and started to dig in his pockets. You turned.
"Oh, Haz! Wait till we get home!"
"Alright, but only if you remind me. I'll forget."
"Okay, deal."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Alright."
You chuckled and shook your head as you neared your apartment.
~~~Meanwhile~~~
Tom and Y/s/n stood outside you and your sister's shared apartment. Y/s/n pulled out the keys and unlocked the door, stepping inside and making room for Tom.
"Just beware of the-" She started, turning on the lights. A dog's bark was heard, followed by another, followed by three dogs rushing out and charging. They started jumping on Y/s/n, then moved to Tom.
"-dogs." She finished. Tom laughed, petting the dogs.
"Hey puppies!" He said, getting down on one knee and petting the pups. They circled around, tails wagging.
Y/s/n smiled. "One of the Border collie's are mine, her name is Buttons, the other one we share, and her name is Oreo. The German shepherd is Y/n's. His name is Duke."
"Hi, guys!" Tom yell-whispered. Y/s/n walked off and turned on the heat, starting to warm up the house.
"Have a seat when you're done with the dogs!" Y/s/n called from her spot in the kitchen. Tom stood.
"Nice apartment."
"Thanks. Y/n and I share it. She works here, and I come here when I'm done with my homework."
"College?"
She nodded.
"Yeah, it sucks." Tom said. "So Y/n works from home?" He asked, turning and sitting.
"Yeah." She sat as well. "She does woodwork. If you want, I'm sure she'll show you her workspace."
Tom nodded.
"Do you want a look around the place?" Y/s/n asked. Tom shrugged. "Sure."
Y/s/n stood, and beckoned Tom to follow.
"So, when you walk in, to your left is the kitchen, with a nice island in the center." She said, gesturing. "As Y/n would say, 'no house is complete without an island'."
"This is an apartment." Tom noted.
"That's what I always say. She just gives me a look and tells me to 'buzz off'." Y/s/n said, smiling. "Now, to your right, when you walk in is our living room." She said, doing a 180 and pointing at the couches along the wall. They sat in front of the TV, and had a little nightstand on the side. She led Tom past the furniture.
"Past here, is a porch…..thing." She said, opening the glass sliding door. Plants sat in front of it. Tom stepped out and saw some chairs and a table, although they were covered with snow. He quickly stepped back inside and Y/s/n shut the door and locked it, closing the curtains over it.
"Around this corner is the bathroom, and across the bathroom is a hall, leading to two bedrooms." Y/s/n explained. Tom nodded. He turned around and sat on the couch, Oreo and Duke immediately hopping up and lying next to him. The door opened as you and Harrison walked in, carrying several bags. You kicked off your shoes and they landed by the door. You walked to the island, followed by Harrison, and put the bags down, taking the things out.
"Thank you, Harrison. Go sit." You said. Haz nodded, handing you a $10 and sitting next to Tom, petting Oreo. You shook your head and put the bill in your wallet, pulling out things for supper.
Y/s/n, Tom and Harrison played games until dinner was ready. They joined you at the island and ate their pasta, chatting away and laughing, before going back to the living room with the snacks and their made-up coco. The boys stayed there for hours, eating and watching Spider-man and Batman. (Comments were made about Michael Keaton being in both.) You and Harrison were in a discussion about the two again, when Tom butted in and you and Harrison destroyed his argument within minutes. Y/s/n simply smiled and sipped her hot chocolate.
It was late when Tom and Harrison finally decided to leave. They gave final goodbye handshakes to you and your sister, and pat the dogs on their heads, giving a final wave before disappearing beyond the door.
You shared a look with your sister and smiled, leaving to get ready for bed. Y/s/n was lying in her bed, staring up at the ceiling while you were brushing your teeth.
"I can't believe that just happened." She muttered. You made a noise trying to get the sound past the toothpaste.
"What?" Y/s/n asked, sitting up. You spat out the toothpaste and rinsed off your toothbrush, putting it away.
"I asked 'what'." You clarified. Y/s/n shrugged. "They seem so nice. I feel like even though I just met them I've known them for years."
You stopped for a moment, thinking it over. "Yeah. Huh. I didn't notice." You remarked, climbing into bed next to her. (You shared a room. You figured the bed and room were big enough, so what the heck?)
Oreo, Buttons and Duke all jumped, landing on the bed. Y/s/n's eyes suddenly widened.
"You forgot to show them your workspace!"
"I didn't know I was supposed to." You remarked.
"I told Tom you would show him your workspace. Aw, well. Maybe next time."
You sent her a raised eyebrow, but rolled over soon falling asleep.
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