last part of the winter with ashton :)
this is a shorter one. sorry for the wait
arms, laughing from nerves.
“One, two, three, go!” Luke shouted as he wiggled around until you were moving and sliding down the hill. The already cold air turned freezing as wind whipped into your face from the speed you were gaining going down the hill and you and Luke laughed and cheered the whole way down. You were close to the end when Luke’s foot slipped out of the toboggan and caused it to stop suddenly, sending you and Luke off the toboggan and rolling down the hill. You came to a stop, Luke – being so close behind – rolling on top of you and you looked up at him, laughing.
“It’s so fricken cold!” You cried, gripping on to Luke tighter as you lay on the pavement that was covered with a thin layer of snow. You could already feel your clothes becoming all wet with each second the two of you laid there.
“I think I can fix that,” Luke said, giving a smirk before pressing his lips to yours.
A/N: I’m highly aware that making out in the snow is completely ridiculous and anyone who does this would most likely get pneumonia, hypothermia and probably gang green hahaha.
Michael:
“Why has it got one leaf on its head?” Michael asked raising an eyebrow at the snowman you had made. It was ugly and dirty from the debris and leaves that had mixed with the snow but it was the best you could do. Michael’s wasn’t any better, in fact it looked like it was going to collapse any minute now. The two of you had decided to make snowmen of each other and you had given your ‘Michael’ snowman one leaf on its head for his hair.
“It’s you in about ten years’ time. You know, when your hair starts falling out because of all the products you use,” you teased, grinning up at him and he looked down at you and stuck out his tongue childishly.
“You’re just jealous your hair isn’t as flawless as mine,” he flicked his head to the side, trying to flick his hair at the same time, and failed completely making you laugh. You reached up and ruffled his hair, immediately causing him to groan. He grabbed at your hands, catching them, and pulled you close to him, his arms wrapping around you. “I’m so cold,” he whined, hugging you close to his body.
“You just want to hug me,” you teased and he grinned down at you goofily, squeezing you tightly. You groaned, resting your hands against his chest and trying to push yourself out of his grasp. “You’re suffocating me,” you gasped overdramatically and he laughed, loosening his grip. You took an exaggerated breath.
“Such a drama queen,” he clucked his tongue and shook his head and you rolled your eyes, grinning.
“Shut up, dork,” you laughed, standing on your tippy toes and kissing him.
