Jake Portman Imagines

ice and snow

I smiled sitting in my room sorting my things here and there "Y/n? are you down here?" jake asks as he stood on the other side of my door

"Ohh yes come in jake" I smiled 

"Hey, are you alright?" He asks as he opened my door "ooohh... it's cold in here, why do you have the window open?" 

"I like the cold" I smiled "It's cosy"

"Are you sure? I just don't want you to be too cold"

"I'm always cold jake"

"That's your peculiarity, isn't it? Ice... and snow?"

"It is" I nodded

"You must have such cold hands," he says holding my hand "you're frozen"

"I know, it's okay I'm used to it" I smiled "What did you want jake?"

"I wanted to ask you about something"

"Ohh? about what?"

"It never... snows anymore around Christmas. I was well wondering if-" He began

"Come on" I smiled tugging his hand up to the garden with the sun setting across the horizon I smiled letting go of his hand throwing a ball of snow and ice into the air to let it cloud up an start to snow 

"That's amazing y/n" he smiled holding my hand again as everyone from the house came to play in the fluttering snow "your wonderful" 

"Aww jake I'm just like everyone else" I smiled 

"Well, I still think it's magic" He smiles giving my lips a little kiss "Thank you y/n"

"Your welcome" I smiled