Disclaimer: It's not mine, it's not mine, it's not mine.

Author's Notes: This is Jack and David - set modern day, and the boys are the same age as in the movie. I hope you enjoy the Jack and David cuteness, I was going for cuddly with this chapter, even if it's not one of my favorites. So please review, you guys have been slacking, lol, and remember there is a prize for the best reviewer. Yay, Merry Christmas!

Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we've no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

It doesn't show signs of stopping,
And I've bought some corn for popping,
The lights are turned way down low,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

When we finally kiss goodnight,
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight,
All the way home I'll be warm.

The fire is slowly dying,
And, my dear, we're still good-bying,
But as long as you love me so,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

-Let It Snow-

"And it's still coming down out there," buzzed the voice on the radio. "An estimated twelve inches by morning. Those in the Manhattan area, who are expected to get hit with the worst of this storm, are already stocking up and settling in for the next few days. Keep your snow shovels handy, folks, this looks like it's gonna be a big one. Keep safe, keep warm, and remember to keep tuning into WNYC for the latest weather updates every hour, on the hour."

Jack flipped off the radio and flopped down beside David with a sigh. Glancing towards the window, he knew the DJ was right. The snow flurries of the afternoon had picked up, and now the fall of snow was thick. On top of the several inches of snow already on the ground, they were going to get another foot?

He and David had been sitting in Davids' parents' living room with a blazing fire for the last six hours – watching movies and playing cards – anything to make the time pass. The rest of the Jacobs family was visiting some relative for the holidays, but David had opted out of that trip, using the ever-plausible excuse that he had "too much homework". Now Jack was beginning to get a little nervous. It was a hellish walk as it was, all the way back to his apartment, but in a blizzard?

"Dave, maybe I should get goin'. It's gettin' pretty bad out there?"

David's face fell. "No …" he whined, wrapping his arms around Jack's shoulders.

Jack chuckled. "But I got like fifteen blocks to walk. And if I don't leave now, I won't be able to get home until tomorrow morning …"

David grinned a wicked mischievous grin. "And what would be so wrong with that?"

Jack shook his head. "Ya remember what happened last time I stayed the night, doncha?"

David giggled, "Well Sarah will never come in my room without knocking again …"

Jack smiled too, remembering that night. But a second glance out the window made his smile disappear. He was really not looking forward to going outside, especially now that it was after dark. But he'd been putting it off for the last hour and a half. "Davey, it's really bad out …"

"But look," David whined, "Look how nice the fire is in here. You don't want to go out in that, do you? It's so nice here, and I could make you more cocoa…"

"Is this a bribe?" Jack raised his eyebrows.

"It could be. Is it working?"

Jack smiled that smile that David fell for every single time. "I suppose it is. Maybe just a little longer."

Jack enwrapped David in his arms and the two cuddled beside the fire for another twenty minutes at least. "Davey …" Jack whispered, watching the snow pile up outside the window. "Davey … I've really got to go."

Finally David consented, helping Jack bundle up and bracing himself against the chill in the air as they opened the door together. Just as an enormous gust of wind blew the door out of David's grip and it slammed against the wall, knocking several pictures down. Jack hugged his jacket tighter around him and David asked, "You're sure you want to go?"

Jack grimaced, "It'll only get worse the later I stay." And with that, he leaned down and gave David one last quick kiss on the side of the mouth before hurrying away down the drive.

David sighed and waved to Jack's Eskimo-esque figured and turned back inside, shutting the door tight behind him. Just then the phone rang and David ran to the kitchen to grab it.

"Hello?"

"David, honey, it's mom. I'm afraid we're going to be stuck at your Aunt Ruth's until tomorrow afternoon at least. This storm is really hitting hard. So don't worry about us, alright? Just make sure you lock the door and keep yourself warm okay? And we will see you tomorrow around supper time."

David smiled to himself, although he knew his parents' detainment at his Aunts' really shouldn't have made him that happy. "Sure Mom, just stay there until it's safe to come home alright? Don't worry about me."

"Alright, buh bye dear."

"Bye." And David slammed the phone down, running back into the living room. One glance out the window told him Jack had already covered significant ground and was out of sight. So as fast as he could, David managed to pull on a thick pair of gloves, boots, and a coat and scarf, and took a deep breath before plunging into the arctic cold outside his warm home. The cold hit him like tiny pinpricks attacking any bit of exposed skin. His cheeks were under the worst siege of all, almost immediately. He let out an audible moan and trudged forward, bound and determined to catch Jack as soon as possible.

Just as he rounded the corner, he could see there in the distance the hunched figure of his lover. "Jack!" he called, "Jack, wait!"

Jack glanced over his shoulder and his mouth fell open. "Dave!" he cried as he ran back to him, his boots making it a very slow process indeed. "What're ya doin'?"

David smiled under his scarf. "My mom called!" he yelled over the roar of the winter wind. It was all gray and frozen out, blustery and blowing. "She's staying the night with my Aunt Ruth. I have the house to myself. You can stay!"

Jack's smile actually warmed David a little, even out in the below zero temperatures. Jack grabbed David's hand and the two of the ran back to the Jacobs' home.

An hour later, the winter clothes had been stripped, and Jack and David were lying on a few blankets they had laid out before the fire, sipping hot chocolate and eating popcorn. The lights were all off, and Jack was gazing at David in the firelight.

When David noticed, his face began to flush and he turned towards the window. Watching the snow come down he chuckled, "And you wanted to leave …"

Jack smiled and scooted closer to David. After a gentle kiss, he laid back on the blankets, putting his hands behind his head. "Yeah, but here I've got hot cocoa, hot popcorn, and a hot boyfriend …" he laughed, "Let it snow."

"Right now, I am perfectly warm, so let it snow," Jack shrugged.

David leaned down and kissed the end of Jack's nose, and Jack smiled. "I'm in love," he said, "Let it snow."