a/n; i don't get snow where i live, el em ay oh. also gender neutral pronouns again because i hate basic female reader things, gimme the gender neutral. anyways on with it, beach day is next.
third person pov
tags; mutual pining, not yet established relationship (we're getting there), mild swearing
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their eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the morning light falling on their face.
sitting up, the sky was grey and it seemed like a normal saturday morning.
(y/n) walked to the window, rubbing their eyes and looking outside.
white specks danced across their vision, and they rubbed their eyes again, bewildered.
it was snowing!
"wait, what the hell? we never get snow here!"
they got dressed in different layers, and walked out of their front door to play in it.
they made a snow angel, ran around, and laid down in the pale covering sprinkled everywhere.
but something was missing.
"ah! i know what would make this about thirty times more fun, let me call once over here..."
'here goes nothing.' (y/n) thought, worried about how he would react.
as the sound of dialing played through their ear, he picked up almost immediately.
"hello?"
'fuck shit uh uhm' they panicked, composing themselves quickly.
"heyiwaswonderingifyoumaybewantedtocometomyhouseandplayinthesnowwithme..."
"slow down! i can barely tell what you're saying, i just woke up."
(whatever you do don't imagine the onceler with fluffy, messed up morning hair)
(y/n) took a deep breath in, before calmly proposing the idea once more.
"i was just asking if you wanted to come over and play in the snow with me? i know that's kind of a childish thing to do and i know you're probably busy but-"
they were cut off by his gasp.
"i'd love to! in fact let me get dressed right now, how about a sleepover as well? i don't have much to do today or tomorrow."
(y/n) was sure he could feel their smile through the phone.
"yeah yeah that sounds amazing! see you soon!"
they hung up the phone, laying in the snow and waving their hands in the air.
a few minutes later, a car pulled up and parked in the driveway.
a tall figure stepped out, the winter boots and puffy hat only adding to the height.
"(n/n)!" (if you don't already know this stands for nickname)
they sat up, jumping and bouncing around.
"you're here! now let's play tag, you have three seconds!"
"fine, fine!"
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after playing multiple rounds, they laid down in the snow, laughing and talking about the most random things.
"i know what we should do! let's make us a snowmannn" the onceler said, propping himself up and grabbing their hand.
he pulled (y/n) up and they nearly slipped, but regained their footing.
"careful now, don't want you to die before we even make it."
"whatever, dork." (y/n) rolled their eyes, following along.
"ah, but you know you love me!"
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"so, what should we name it?"
once put a hand on his chin, then smiled.
"i think we should name it oliver, it's so fitting!"
(y/n) laughed, and then laid their head on his shoulder.
"yeah, that's a lot better than what i had in mind. i was just thinkin' frosty the snowman."
"oliver it is then! let's go inside, it's cold out here."
they went inside and got changed in SEPARATE ROOMS. jesus.
"race you to the kitchen! i'm gonna make hot chocolate first!"
(y/n) ran as quick as possible, beginning to win the race.
"i don't think so!"
he took them in his arms, leaving them flustered and weirdly happy.
he gave them a quick kiss on the top of their head before running to the kitchen as fast as humanly possible.
"hey! you know damn well that wasn't fair!"
"sounds like a you problem, now sit down, i'm making us some hot chocolate!"
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the two of them sat together on the couch, watching some shitty holiday movie they couldn't care to name.
'it's honestly now or never.'
"can i ask you something?" (y/n) asked slowly, almost wanting to freeze and not continue.
"yeah, but first i have a question!"
they turned their head to the side a bit, confusion written in their expression.
"sure, what's up?"
"you know, i'm aware your name is (y/n) but..."
"can i call you mine?"
he instantly turned red, waving his arms.
"i - uhm i was joking haha yeah-"
(y/n) laughed.
"i mean i was down but whatever."
"oh good because i was really nervous about that one."
they rested their head on his shoulder, taking a sip of their warm drink.
"you would be the one to ask me out with a stupid pickup line."
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finish! this one was definitely longer but i just adore it so much. so much fluff, teeth rotting sweetness...gosh i am so proud of it. anyways beach one is up next! feel free to leave criticism (not dts, that's different.) or feedback in the comments! it helps boost the story and it's good for me to know.
anyways, have a nice day/night/whatevah! :]
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Fanfictionokay so. mental illness. that's what i have to say about this. but yeah ! there will be a request page, long live the onceler fandom. i'm here to feed the onceler simps after the crash.