Imagine...

24.

Imagine: Having a snowball fight with Kol.

There were two things you loved in life: Kol, and annoying him. Snow days were the perfect opportunities to have both.

"You want hot chocolate?" Kol asked with his eyebrows raised. "Yes, now quit being a judgemental prick and bring me some." You said shoving him towards the cafe. He rolled his eyes but complied none the less.

While he was in the you gathered up several handfuls of snow and waited.

"Here's your–" Before he could finish you slapped him in the face with the snow you'd gathered up. The chocolate spilt on the ground, the rich brown providing a beautiful juxtaposition against the ivory.

"You're dead." Kol said as he started forming his own arsenal. You laughed before taking off down the street dodging between pedestrians on their way to work.

Kol hit some of them in an attempt to get to you and you let out a gleeful laugh. As you ran you picked up snow forming it into balls as you ran, you tossed them behind you barely aiming.

"I wish I could give you more days like this." Kol said as the two of you laid in front of the fire. Cliche? Yes, very much so, but you enjoyed it, your clothes were thrown on the couch and the two of you were covered by a warm blanket.

"I don't mind. As long as I still get to have you around I do care what we do." You said as you drew patterns on his chest. "I know you say that, but I see you running around, without a care in the world and I just wish we could be like that forever. I just keep wondering: Why can't everyday be like this?" Kol said as he ran his fingers through your hair.

"Because you're brother is a deranged lunatic." You answered sarcastically. Kol chuckled. "Which one?" He asked making you laugh. "All of them." You replied as you leaned up to placed a gentle kiss on his lips.