"George, get up!" you squealed as you looked out the window. Beautiful, giant snowflakes were falling from the sky and the ground was already covered in it. Ever since you were a little kid, you loved it when it snowed. You heard George groan from beside you as you hopped out of bed and grabbed one of his hoodies sitting around. You slipped on a pair of fuzzy socks and boots before hurrying outside. You eyes widened with excitement like a child on Christmas as you stepped out. The snow was a good foot deep already and everything around you looked like a winter wonderland. You could see your breath in the cold air as you shivered. A giant smile was on your face as your boots crunched in the fresh layer of snow. You raised your hands in the air and spun around just enjoying it all. You heard someone chuckle from behind you as you stopped and turned around to see George leaning against the doorframe in his plaid pajama pants and a long sleeve tee. You gave him a goofy smile before picking up a pile of snow and throwing it up into the air. "You're so cute," he said while making his way over to you. Your cheeks were rosy and red from the cold and snowflakes were visible on your dark hair. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer into his chest. Your arms were around his neck as you smiled up at him. He leaned in and attached his lips to yours as time seemed to stop. The snow was falling around both of you as you kissed. "I love snow, but I think I love you more," you giggled at him as he chuckled at you. "I love you, Y/N," he said making your heart melt. You both stood out admiring the snow before it was beginning to get too cold outside. You spent the rest of the day playing in the snow and spending time in bed sipping hot chocolate and cuddling.
