"I am not going out there."

"Stop being such a drama queen, put this on, and let's go." Puck persisted, wielding a green parka for Kurt to take. "Whether you like it or not, you're going outside. If you wanna freeze, go right on ahead."

"Ass."

"Bitch."

"I hate you."

"You love me." Waving the jacket in the air, Puck threw it at Kurt who caught it easily enough. With a huff and a sigh, he pulled the coat on.

"This is a really ugly coat, Noah."

"I know, that's why I bought it." With a wink, Puck opened the door to their house and smiled. Holding up the sled he had been carrying in his other hand, he let out a battle cry before jumping into a pile of snow along their drive way.

"You are such a kid, Noah, really." Kurt shut the door carefully behind him, making sure they weren't locked out, before folding his arms and standing stubbornly on their porch, watching as Puck went hog wild in the snow.

"It's the first blizzard in ages, Kurt. Enjoy it, would you?" Puck huffed, leaning over and packing together a snowball. "I will start a war if I need to."

"You wouldn't dare." Kurt yelled back, slowly striding over to the pile of snow a plow truck had left for them at the end of their driveway. He wrapped his arms tighter around himself, shivering at the nippy air despite his gloves, snow boots, and parka.

"Don't tell me you're cold already." Standing upright, Puck looked Kurt over with a frown. He made the short distance towards his boyfriend and wrapped him up in his arms. "It's just a little frozen water, c'mon."

"I do not do the cold, Noah. You know that." Kurt huffed, turning his head to side, not looking Puck in the eye.

With a roll of his own eyes, Puck tightened his hold around Kurt's waist, kissing his cheek soundly. "I just want you to have some fun, Princess." He murmured into his ear which only made Kurt shake more than before.

Kurt didn't answer, only sighing heavily as he took in the sight of their street. Puck had been going outside every two hours or so to maintain their driveway and porch, salting it so neither of them would slip. It would take days if not weeks for all of the snow to completely melt, and Kurt grimaced at the thought. He hated driving in bad weather, and having a near-hour long commute to work every day really worried him when he thought about the drive Monday morning.

"What are you thinking about?" Noah kept his voice low as he talked into Kurt's ear, pressing another kiss to the side of his face.

"Work." Kurt's retort was blunt and straight to the point, emotionless.

"Now why would you do that? This is your first weekend off in who knows how long! Enjoy it, babe." Puck frowned but let Kurt go. When his boyfriend wasn't paying attention (although he hadn't ever really been since he started thinking), Puck gathered up enough snow to make a snowball and dropped it on top of Kurt's head, easily soaking his perfectly coifed hair.

"What in the actual hell are you doing?" Kurt turned to look at Puck, eyes narrowed in anger.

"Having a snowball fight." Puck threw another ball of snow at Kurt, hitting his arm this time. Despite how pissed off Kurt looked, Noah knew that if he egged him on enough he'd retaliate soon. He just had to push all of the right buttons.

When Kurt was too busy glaring and formulating a plan to notice, Puck dropped another pack of snow into the hood of his parker, snickering when Kurt lifted his hood up with a huff to hide his wet hair from the frosty wind. Of course, his plans to keep his hair from growing icicles backfired, and a fistful of snow fell down his face.

"Really, Noah? In the hood?" Kurt questioned, his voice nearly shrill with exasperation. "That's it." Without another word, Kurt leaned over and gathered his own snowball before pelting Puck with it, hitting him square in the chest.

"Shit, babe! I think that one had some ice in it!"

"Good. I'll try and throw it harder next time." Kurt responded, clearly pleased with himself.

"Oh, it's on." Noah's eyes narrowed as he got another snowball ready for firing. The two fought back and forth for another half hour or so before they fell against the white fluff, heaving with laughter. "I told you you'd have fun."

"I did not have fun."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Because you look completely ridiculous."

"Likewise, darling." Puck smiled sweetly before bursting into another fit of laughter.

"We're nuts." Kurt spoke, staring up at the cloud-filled sky as snow continued to fall from it.

"Completely." Puck agreed. "And that's why I love us."

"Good to know it's not for my superior wits or outstanding fashion choices or rising career." Rolling his eyes, Kurt turned his head to look at Puck.

"Well, yeah, that shit too," Puck reached over with his hand, intertwining their fingers. "But even if you're being a frigid bitch, I can still get you to have fun and laugh. Not many other people can put that skill on their resume."

"And you do?"

"You know it."

A/N. Snow for NYSnowflake. Don't forget, you can totally suggest any words you want in a review. xx