You wake up in the morning to see it snowing outside your window. You put on your snow clothes and head outside. You play out in the snow like you did as a kid. You think you're alone but then, you start to hear someone. You turn to see Scout on the bench. Teeth chattering, goosebumps on his nose, he's freezing even with all his snow clothes on. You give him the extra snow cap you had on. He smiles to say thanks and puts it on. You hear another voice. You turn to see Pyro trying to make a snowman. You walk over to him and help him out. He gives you thumbs up saying saying thank you.
(Some time later)
You head back inside and sit in front of the fireplace. It's warmer than you thought. But then you realize someone put a blanket on you. It was Pyro. He sits next to you. You see him taking his mask off. You see his gorgeous face with a scar across his eye and short brown hair almost gone. "I should put this back on." He tells you. You stop him. "Why did you wear it?" You ask him. He sighes. "You sure you wanna know?" He asks. You nod your head. "Alright. When I was young, I had a brother. We got in a fight one day and my brother got crazy and grabbed a knife. He cut me a bit. I'm fine now. But... sigh." "What's wrong?" you ask him. "You ready?" he asks. You nod your head. "My brother loved fire. He set the house on fire. I was the only one who survived. I hate fire. I didn't even know I used a flamethrower. The only fire I like is campfires, fireplaces, when fire is used for good." he smiles as a tear or two comes down his cheek. He puts his arm around you. You kiss him on the cheek. "You have my shoulder to cry on." you tell him. He smiles and kisses you back but on the lips. You both are kissing each other on the lips, in front of the warm fireplace that's starting to fade into the night.
