Ricardo is back in the groove. Training and doing interviews to promote indy wrestling, and so much that it makes his head spin a little. He's happy to be busy, however, even as unseasonably cold temperatures linger, freezing sweat to his skin whenever he goes outside after sessions at the wrestling school. It even snows a little in parts of Florida and he and Alicia gape at the dusting of whiteness, both of them used to this kind of weather when they go to midwestern states, but not at home. There's not enough to really play with but they walk out and stand out in it with small smiles, fingers interlaced, and Ricardo chuckles as Alicia sticks her tongue out and tastes the soft white flakes.

She lets go of him and spins in a slow circle, her hair soon glinting with ice crystals in its darker strands as she spins cheerfully. He watches her, eyes bright with affection, and she laughs, motioning to him. As he walks up to her, she laces her hands lightly around his neck and arches up, kissing him. "Have I told you how proud I am of you lately?" she wonders, pressing her cool fingertips to his neck.

He shivers, smiling down at her. "What do you have to be proud about?"

She rolls her eyes at him, trailing a hand up his neck towards his scalp, grazing it lightly with her fingertips and making him hum. "A lot of things have knocked you down this year, and you keep fighting back, pushing through. And honestly, between the hair and how you've been toning yourself the last while... trust me, this look is really working for you." Her teeth flash as he flushes in the faint light overhead, her fingers toying with his hair as she tells him something he doesn't hear often, and believes even less. "You're so handsome, Ricardo."

He breathes heavily. Leans into her and leads her in a slow circle in the snow, almost dancing but not quite. "I'm awkward, and-"

She cups his face gently, staring up at him determinedly, a fire in her dark eyes that shuts him up. "You're hot. Ok? I don't want to hear anything else. I don't lie."

He pulls a face, struggling to accept her words. Finally exhales roughly and presses a soft kiss to her lips, swallowing her earnestness and feeling her shudder against him, and not because of the chill in the air. "I love you," he breathes into her mouth and she whimpers.

"I love you too," she responds softly, squeaking and quickly tangling her hands behind his head as he hoists her up and carries her towards their apartment, eager to be warm, snug in their bed, alone. The room is shadowy, quiet, as he lays her down on the bed and hovers over her, hands resting on her hips as he kisses her again, tracing her lips before she parts them and grips his neck, holding him in place and making soft little noises into his mouth.

"Say it again," he says softly, and she smiles up at him gently.

"You're so handsome." He rolls his eyes, trailing kisses down her jaw before scraping his teeth over her throat and she sighs sharply.

"Not that," he mumbles into her skin and she cards her fingers through his hair before pulling him back so she can look him in the eye, pressing her forehead to his.

"I love you," she repeats, watching the wonder and relief in his eyes before easing him down for another kiss.

They watch WK12 together, Ricardo's love for the business reawakening before her very eyes and she smiles at his childlike joy over Jericho vs Omega, feeling his warm breath against her side as they lay next to each other on their stomaches in bed, in awe at the ridiculous matches being performed before them. "I wish I was half as good as that," she mumbles, brushing her hair away to look closer at the madness.

"Me too," Ricardo chuckles, kissing her shoulder. "I owe Chris a beer next time I see him." She hums, tucking a finger under his jaw and tilting his face up for a proper kiss, lingering lazily until Okada vs Naito begins a few minutes later. Afterwards, they curl up together and stare into the darkness, thinking about the matches they'd seen. "I really do love this business sometimes," he mumbles.

She giggles, almost feeling giddy between dancing in the softly falling snow, watching WK12 with Ricardo, and now laying here with him, calm and warm, and worry-free. It's been one of the best days she's had in a long time. "Me too."