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(Warning: Good being a little brat /hj)
"Ugh I hate the fucking winter.."
Jef rolled his eyes in amusement, giving a sigh as he walked over. "You hate everything," He stated, placing one of two warm mugs of hot chocolate down. The response he got from the half angel was a hard glare, a quiet hiss, then a turn of his head. Jef let out a chuckle at the sight of Good snuggled up tightly with several blankets while he sat shaking on the couch. "Is this what you plan to do every winter? Hibernate until your death?" The brunette laughed, remembering the same joke the whole group made several years ago.
"Don't." Good growled, his eyes piercing into Jef's soul. The male gave another quiet chuckle, turning away to take a sip of his warm drink.
"Oh c'mon, how about we change things up a bit?"
"No." The half angel responded immediately, burying himself deeper into the mountain of softness he had made.
"Good, I will literally drag you and your den out with me."
"I dare you shitface."
...
So Jef ended up actually carrying a still wrapped up tightly in many layers Good out into the snow. The half angel clung close to his body heat, shivering as skin made contact with cold air. "You're such a dick! I'm gonna fucking kill you if I get sick," He growled out, not letting go even if Jef's arms no longer wrapped around him.
Jef gave a smile that seemed to help keep the other warm, sliding his hands back underneath him to keep him held still. "Yeah yeah I'll take care of you. Now, please just, let go.."
"No fucking way."
"Please?"
"Get off my back, bitch."
"When you get off my chest," The brunette laughed.
The two stuck together, stood still outside in their snow-covered yard. Jef's grip on Good was loose, giving a chance for him to actually stand on his own when he wanted to. And yet, over what felt like 10 minutes passed. Jef slowly grew impatient, turning over to face the door.
"Well fucking finally you piece of shi-" Good's back hit the door with a thud, his legs now stuck to the ground.
The other smiled, shaking his arms in relief as he backed out further into the snow. "There we go!" Jef stood in the snow, a concerned look slowly overtaking his face. "Good? You okay?"
Immediately snapped out of trance by his voice, Good turned around in a panic towards the door. He gripped onto the doorknob, giving it a twist and harsh pull. The door didn't move, only creating a small squeaking sound. Good's eyes furrowed at this inconvenience, giving another pull with more strength than the first one. Once again, the door didn't budge. He gave a frustrated sigh before a clinkclack caught his attention.
