PROMPT FORTY-FOUR: Seasons

There was no denying that you loved all the extremely tight tank tops Faith wore. It was also fair to say that you spent a lot of patrol staring at her ass that looked exceptionally good in the jeans that seemed to fit her like a second skin. If anyone were to ask you however you are sure they'd be surprised at what was your favourite thing to see Faith in.

Your first choice would of course be wearing nothing but no one but you is allowed to see her like that so it doesn't count. No, you the sun loving Californian born and bred are absolutely in love with Cleveland winters. Faith looks so adorable in her winter clothes that it was hard for you not to fall in love with the cold season.

Her Red Sox beanie stays permanently shoved onto her head and her black leather jacket is replaced by a puffy black snow jacket. Her cheeks are always rosy from the cold and the pure delight in which she throws snow balls at the unsuspecting Junior Slayers as they return from patrol makes your heart melt like the snow that slides down their backs.

She's given up smoking for you but you have caught her on more than one occasion pretending that she is by blowing out her warm breath into the cool air. She taught Dawn how to properly make snow angels and took one of her classes out into the rolling snow covered back yard to make snowmen much to Giles' chagrin.

The real reason you love winter is because you always pretend to forget your warmest jacket and she always unzips the front of hers and then zips it up around the two of you so you are pressed tightly up against her. It is here surrounded by what could only be described as a Faith cacoon that you are at your happiest. You can feel her heart beat against your back, you can feel every breath she takes, every sound she makes (there is a song in there somewhere) and you feel like you are a part of her.