100 OTP Prompt Challenge

25. Winter (Jean x Armin)

25. Winter (Jean x Armin) SORRY THIS IS A FEW DAYS LATE!! I've been super duper busy... Actually, I really haven't... xD I've just been sick, and hanging out with my boyfriend <3 

The small, suburban cottage rested upon a hill, the newly brought season casting the wilderness into a swirling wonderland of snow and cool air. The icy wind lapped out at anything it could reach, covering it in its freezing arms. A small bundle of clothing strolled along in the snow, occasionally bending over to collect more fire wood. His small lips were pulled back in a small frown, his nose and cheeks dusted with a crimson tinge due to the frigid temperature. His teeth chattered at a steady rhythem as he made his way back to the cottage, the wind teasing the blonde tresses that hung from the hood of his jacket. "J-J-Je-ean.. I-I-I go-o-ot t-the f-f-f-ir-re wo-o-od.." The boy muttered once he entered the warm cottage, his teeth now chattering at an uncontrollable pace. At the voice, a copper haired male wrapped up in a sweater came from the kitchen and took the fire wood. "Thank you, love." He smiled, pressing a quick peck to the blonde's forehead before rushing over to the chimney's opening. The flickering flame was slowly extingushing, its feeble attempts to lap at the bricks surrounding it were futile. When the wood was chucked into its slowly dying flame, as well as another match, the flame regained itself and once again let off a strong surge of heat. The blonde cuddled up in a blanket, his jacket placed somewhere near the door, sitting as close to the fire as he could get. His fingers seemed frozen, he could hardly flex them. A shiver traveled up his spine, a sigh escaping his lips. "Armin, love, would you like some hot cocoa?" The copper haired male peeped around the wall dividing the kitchen from the living room, a small tinge of worry swirling in his vibrant medallion yellow irises. "P-Please.." He murmured, his baby blue irises trained on the flame. In what seemed like only a few seconds, a steaming hot mug was placed in the blonde's hands. "Thank you, Jean.." The boy smiled, pressing his lips to the horse's before taking a sip of the delicious hot chocolate.