Chris's hand envelopes yours as she swings them along in time with your steps. She rubs soothing circles into your knuckles with the pad of her thumb, and tightens her grip on you when you reach iced-over stretches of the pathway.
"Remind me why this is better than Netflix and takeout?" She asks you, as she wobbles over a frozen puddle whilst leaning heavily on you for support.
"You can't steal my food and stick your frozen little hands under my shirt out here." Comes your reply, grinning as she huffs.
The branches on the evergreens on either side of the path are laden with sleet and ice. Patches of black ice are dotted across the expanse of the walkway, and there's a chill in the air that comes with the darkening sky above you.
A gust of wind hits you from behind, and Chris shivers. You tuck your joined hands into your coat pocket to which she smiles, and leans over to kiss your freezing cheek.
YOU ARE READING
chris alonso oneshots
Fanfictionchris alonso x gender neutral!reader oneshots, crossposted from my tumblr
