Zylpai Drabble Collection

Snowstorm

A/N: FUCKING KINDA LEWD WARNING Y'ALL. (Brad's a 20-something I had to.)

"Fuckin' finally!"

Brad threw open the front door to the cabin with one arm, Vero in the other as he rushed into the warmth and light. He pushed Vero in in front of him, before beginning to battle the door against the rush of wind determined to keep the cabin open to the elements. "I thought we'd never find find the fuckin' cabin!"

"Thank god we did though. I couldn't see shit out there."

"Me neither."

"No, I mean literally. Glasses."

"Oh, right."

Vero moved to the wall, setting her glasses on top of the shoe rack and began to remove her winter clothes. Brad followed suite, starting with the thick hat.

"Do'ya think the others made it back okay?" Brad said, battling with his boots to get as he attempted to pull of his snowpants. He wasn't succeeding, and resorted to plopping down against the wall.

"They must have. They were off a lot sooner than we were and hopefully didn't catch it as badly as we did."

"You think?"

"I know."

Vero had successfully removed her outer two layers, and was down to her thick but still-soaking hoodie and sweatpants, and was glued to her phone as she texted rapidly. Brad finally removed his boots, and shimmied halfway back up the wall to continue the battle with his snow pants.

"Winky says everyone else made it back safe and sound. Apparently they're all in the big cabin?"

"Isn't that where we are?"

"What do you think, Brad?" Vero sighed as she looked up from her phone at the still-struggling faux-cowboy. He had managed to get the straps off his shoulders, but couldn't seem to manage the zipper. "No, I guess?"

"Yeah, no. We must have took a wrong turn back at that stupid split."

"Y-yeah, hold on a minute-" Brad tugged at the zipper, but the little piece of metal still wouldn't obey him. "This little cunt here won't actually - now c'mon - won't - won't -"

"Oh for fuck's sake."

Vero had apparently had enough, and held out her hands to the idiot in front of her. "Lemme help."

"Nah, nah I got it-"

"Brad, this is like literally your second time wearing snowpants. Let me help."

"Fine." He sighed concedingly, and then stood back up. Vero reached up, and tugged slightly at the zipper. The little piece of metal happily clicked down the front of Brad's snowsuit.

Brad and Vero stared for a beat until Brad whispered gently under his breath "For fuck's sake."

Vero looked up at him and giggled, stepping back and removing her soaking wolf hat. "See? You should've let me help since the beginning."

Brad glared and angrily shimmied.

The fucker somehow angrily shimmied.

Vero's giggle become a full-out laugh, and even Brad couldn't help but not break his mood to grin at the streamer's contagious laugh. Brad's smile slipped into something more gentle as the gorgeous noise continued. She was always so cute when she laughed.

What?

"What?"

"Huh?" Brad snapped back to the present, snowpants successfully off and holding the sopping garments in front of him.