50 Drabbles

in the snow

Winter had always been one of Kuroko's favorite seasons, and not just because of his birthday. Though he wasn't partial to the cold, he loved snow; it was so pretty, and as a kid he had enjoyed making snowmen.

Now, just past his thirtieth birthday, he watched it falling outside the window, and, in a sudden desire to be out in it, called for Kagami-kun to get dressed.

Kagami, ever the lazy one in the mornings, didn't hop to it like Kuroko wanted, only mumbling "what" as he buried further into the blankets.

"I want to play in the snow." Kuroko deadpanned.

"Go do it then." Kagami groaned.

"I want Kagami-kun to come with me." Kagami, used to Kuroko's almost childishly stubborn ways, sighed and began getting up. He knew there was no winning when it came to the shorter man.

Twenty minutes and fifteen layers of clothes later, Kagami finally made it outside. Kuroko immediately pulled him onto the ground.

"Hey!" he yelped, because even though of his preparation it was still cold.

"Snow angels, Kagami-kun."

"You're such a kid sometimes, you know." he said, but gave in anyway, swinging his arms and legs how Kuroko was next to him. A couple minutes later they both stood up and looked at their work. Kuroko was smiling softly, and it made Kagami's own heart soften. He loved the small expressions he picked up on Kuroko that before, so many years ago, he wouldn't even have noticed.

Then Kuroko was on the move again, gathering up snow into a big ball.

"Help me make a snowman." he said, and Kagami complied, collecting snow of his own.

(Some of that snow may or may not have found its way into the shape of a snow ball, and may or may not somehow landed on the back of Kuroko's head)

((And there may or may not have been an all out snowball fight before the snowman was finished))