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Y/n pov
I woke up to chilly draft from our open-curtain windows. When I looked out them, I saw tiny delicate snowflakes following after one another then eventually falling to the ground along with the rest of the piled up snow. I looked over at my clock, it was only 2:30 in the morning. The sun hasn't come up yet and won't for a long time. I was so mesmerized by the white flakes flying around everywhere, that I didn't even hear taylor get up next to me. "Whatcha looking at baby?", she said In a raspier voice. "Its snowing!", I practically shouted. She chuckled, "oh is it?", she looked out in the direction I was looking in. "I knew it, I told Austin it would snow today", she told me. "And you did tell me???", I said, "I didn't want to ruin the surprise. Plus you should've anticipated it after all, it is December 22- well 23 now", she said.
Christmas was almost here, and to say I felt cozy would be an understatement. The taste, smell, and sounds of the Christmas season could make me smile forever. We had a constant loop of classic Christmas music playing in our room, the fireplace was on and we had stockings hung up on it for decoration; the real stockings are hung on the downstairs fireplace. On the mantel, we had snow globes, our childhood Christmas pictures, tinsel, and our favorite Christmas movie CDs. In the corner of the room we had a traditionally decorated Christmas tree; a little smaller than the one in the living room. The smell of fresh cookies, pine, hot chocolate and an open fire filled the room. Probably a hot chocolate smell from the mugs of the beverage on our night stands.
Taylor kiss my forehead, "its not getting any later by just sitting here. C'mon let's go" , she said and grabbed my hand. "W-what? Where are we going?", I asked. "In the snow, c'mon!", she said eagerly and we got dressed. I made sure to put on warm clothes as did Taylor, so we wouldn't freeze to death out there. We rushed downstairs, running past the brightly lit up tree, and the cats sleeping under it. We opened the door and went outside into the snow. I gasped at the look of it. The snow covers trees and ground, the gleaming stars in the sky, and the decor from the outside. I could already feel the frost nipping at my nose but the sight made up it. I turned around to see taylor rolling up and exceptionally large snowball. "What are you doing?", I giggled. "Making a snowman. Some help would be nice", she grunted when she pushed it over to the right place. "Of course", I smiled and walked over to her.
After building the snow atop of eachother, we sat down next to eachother, admiring the creation. "Wait he need a little something", I said and stuck a candy can I had in pocket in the snow for a nose. Then I felt something hit my back, and felt snow when I went to touch it. "Hey!", I said. She just giggled, picking another snowball with a raised brow. "Oh, you're on", I said and quickly made a snowball. I threw it at her shoulder and she threw hers at my stomach. I caught up to her and pulled her arm, meaning to get a good shot, but instead I slipped and fell forward. She fell too and I landed on top of her.
We were both uncontrollably laughing at my clumsiness that we forgot all about everything else. She looked down at me and smiled, "what?", I asked when I noticed. "I want all my Christmases to be just like this.", she said to me and kissed my nose. "I do too. By the way your nose is pink, it's cute though", I said back. "Mine is pink? Rudolph, yours is red", she said and made me giggle. We went quiet and heard the very faint, soft sound of the Christmas Playlist from our bedroom. I just laid my head on her chest as we laid in the middle of our backyard and listened to the tunes, getting snowed on with snowflakes.
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