5 Seconds of Seasonal Imagines

Winter with Ashton

Imagine...

You wake up to see little white flurries falling from outside your window. You could feel the excitement settling in your chest. Whenever it snowed you would feel like you were in grade school again. With the snow always came the early phone call saying school was closed for the day. Now even though no longer in grade school, snow in the morning still had the magical element it's always had.

You look next to you and see a very cozy looking Ashton. The blankets were brought up to his chest and his head drooped a little on his pillow. Snow was no longer a foreign concept to him, and he actually looked forward this time of year.

Looking too adorable as he slept, you kissed his little nose before slipping out of bed. You tip toed to the door and grabbed a hoodie as you made your way out. You shrugged it on before slowly opening the door and carefully walking out. Your feet creeped down the hallway and down the stairs to the living room.

Ashton was by far the sweetest person you had ever met, even before you two started dating. But if he was woken up earlier than he wanted, he turned into a massive grump. And not a cute one in anyway.

As you reached the living room you headed straight for the kitchen and immediatley turned on the coffee machine. You were on of those people who needed coffee to function. As you waited for the machine to heat up you just stared out the window over looking your backyard. The snow was really coming down and starting to stick to every surface. There was something so calming about watching snow fall. It just floated down so gently and quietly before settling into a bigger pile.

As you stared a small thin line of steam came from the top of the coffee machine indicating it was ready. The steam caught you out of your daze and you grabbed one of your favorite mugs out of the cabinet. You took the coffee pot and poured the hot liquid into your mug. You stirred in your favorite coffee creamer and set it to the side as you made the rest of your breakfast. "Make" as in putting cereal and milk in a bowl. Something with too much sugar and a little childish. 

You took your coffee and cereal and sunk into the couch in the living room. You grabbed the remote and flipped to anything that sounded amusing to you. As you turned the TV on you made sure the volume wasn't too loud. You quietly ate away at your cereal as you watched whatever you had found. Once you were done with the bowl, you placed it on the coffee table and replaced it for your mug. You held the hot mug in between your palms. As you did you could feel the heat from the coffee warming up your hands.

About 20 minutes later you finished your coffee and start washing them out. That's when you feel two long, toned arms snaking around your waist from behind. 

"Goood Morninggggg." he sang near your ear before pressing a kiss to your temple.

You could feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you felt his voice and breath on your ear.

"Morningggg." you sang back in the same tone.

He moved to the side of you a pouted a bit as he saw your already used dishes.

"Babeee? Why didn't you wake me up so we can eat?" he asked as he started making his own breakfast. 

You let out a deep sigh before answering. 

"Because Ash you can be kind of an ass in the mornings." you told him honestly.

He never believed you when you told him that he was grumpy in the morning. You were always telling how much of a grump he was and you were usually the one to prove him wrong. When it wasn't you it was one of the other boys and they never told him nicely.

You two sat at the counter as he ate and decided on what to do for the day. When he asked you couldn't help but get a huge smile on your face. All you wanted to do was go out in the snow and just play. It's been years since you've just had fun in the snow and you thought it could be even more fun with Ashton. He smiles at how excited you are and he nods. As soon as he finishes eating, he puts his dishes in the sink and you both run up the stairs.