Perfect

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This is just a cute and fluffy chapter =} enjoy !!

John squeezed Alexander's hand as they walked around the park.

The showcase had ended just an hour prior.

John couldn't believe it when he won. He couldn't believe his painting would get put in one of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City. 

He had given his trophy to Lafayette and Hercules so they would take it back to the dorm while him and Alex just shared some alone time, though the two said they would stay in a hotel so the two could have the dorm alone.

"I'll make sure to take a picture beside your painting when it gets put inside that museum." Alexander hummed, each breathe creating a fog of smoke come from his mouth.

John smiled and nodded, squeezing Alexander's hand a bit tighter. "Thank you for putting your work on hold to come see me this weekend. It means a lot." He whispered.

Alexander nodded and kissed John's head over his hat.

It had started to snow during the showcase so the ground was white.

A snowflake fell on Alexander's nose. John smiled and kissed his nose.

Alexander sighed happily. "Oh, how I love you." He whispered. He could feel his phone vibrate over and over again.

He knew it was Maria. She had been texting him the whole night.

John just smiled in return and pulled Alexander in the snow, laughing.

Alexander smiled before he fell. John let go and covered his mouth. "Oh my god- are you okay?" He asked, obviously worried.

Alex looked up at John and grabbed his arm, pulling him down beside him.

They both laughed.

Alexander reaches for John's hand in the snow, holding it tightly. "Let's get home. This snow is freezing. I can feel it in my underwear." He mumbled.

John laughed and nodded, standing up and pulling Alex up with him.

But first, John pulled Alex so he could whisper in his ear. "Maybe you'll get lucky tonight..." he hummed before innocently walking away, leaving Alex behind.

Alex smirked before running to catch up to John. "Now you're basically forcing me to leave." He mumbled. John just rolled his eyes in response.

They drove home contently.

Even when they got home, they didn't do anything.

John made him and Alex hot chocolate. They wore warm pajamas they had with them and cuddled on the couch while watching a cute romance movie.

And the next day, Alexander went back home, much to John's protest.

But he did.

And John put that weekend on his memory board because that weekend was perfect.

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