100 OTP Prompt Challenge

13. Sweater Weather (Jean x Armin)

13. Sweater Weather (Jean x Armin) 

Its too cold

The small windowsill was covered in a fluffy pallet of white, as well as the unsheltered world outside of the toasty warm house. The trees long skeletal-like branches were covered with the powdery substance, that same substance covering almost everything. With the beautiful mounds of powder came chilly weather, the gusts of cold winter wind sending a shiver up the spines of many people who dared step outside the house. Two people dared to adventure out, not allowing the winter weather to prohibit them enjoying themselves. The blonde boy was sitting on the porch, kicking his feet back and foreward in a steady rhythum while awaiting his copper haired lover. When the male exited the house, a cocky grin on his face, he took the porcelain hand of his lover and lifted him up. "My trusty stead.." The blonde teased, pressing a small peck on the male's slightly reddened cheeks. "My princess.." Was shot not too soon after that, accompanied by a squeal from the blonde being lifted up so suddenly upon the "horse"'s back. "Where are we off to, Jeany?" The blonde asked, resting his head in the crook of the male's neck. "Maybe Tim Hortons?" This caused the blonde to perk, a shimmer of excitement blossoming in the blonde's baby blue irises. 

For you here

The couple arrived at the establishment rather quickly, the blonde sliding off the copper haired male's back before the two, hand in hand, walked into the building. The amazing smell of freshly brewed coffee caused the blonde to sigh, a few squeals of nearby girls seeing such a sweet couple causing a blush to afixiate itself upon the two's cheeks. "Welcome to Tim Hortons, how may I help you dears?" The ginger haired girl behind the counter beamed, her caramel eyes glistening. "I'll have a Caramel Latte Supreme, and a honey cruller, please." His statement was quickly followed up by the copper haired male's order. "And I'll have a Mocha Latte with a chocolate glazed donut." "Alright, dears. That'll be $8.99." She smiled, taking the currency and quickly filling their orders. The couple smiled, taking their drinks and delicacies and returned back into the winter wonderland.

So let me hold

The chilly breeze sent a shiver down the blonde's spine, his once warm cup now completely empty and slowly losing its glowing warmth. When their trash was discarded, the couple walked hand in hand down the side walk. "Say, Mi'Lady, where to next?" The male teased, using his other hand to ruffle the blonde's tresses. A few strands stuck up, which seemed to add to the blonde's undying cuteness. He scrunched up his button nose once a snowflake landed on it, his baby blue irises looking down at the small flake on his nose. He let out a giggle, swatting it away with one of his fingers. "I think home would be nice.." The blonde smiled, looking up at the male with a smile on his face. "Really now, Princess? Alright, your wish is my command." The blonde was once again hoisted upon his "trusty stead", the two taking off towards their neighborhood; Wall Rose Homes.

Both your hands 

"Jean.. My fingers are icy cold.." The blonde complained, rubbing his fingers together in a feeble attempt to regain the heat they once held. This comment was quickly answered with the male sliding the boy from his back, looking down at him with a sweet smile. He grasped his hands in the boy's, managing to slide his sweater over both of their hands. When the blonde's fingers finally regained their warmth, the boy pressed his lips up against the copper haired males. He soon melted into the kiss, letting go of the blonde's hands to grasp onto his hips. At that, the blonde threw his arms around the male's neck, the two deepening the kiss. From a distance, a brunette and ravenette stood smiling happily over at the two. "Armin is truly happy, isn't he.." The brunette smiled, his Caribbean blue irises glancing over at the ravenette. She ajusted her crimson muffler over her pink lips, hiding her soft smile. "Yes he is..."

In the holes of my sweater