Strawberry Lipstick - Y.B Imagines

blizzards

request by domsbaby

desc: dom and you go on holiday for the winter but a blizzard hits and dom was a real smartass and broke the heater the literal morning and he's currently the only source of warmth in the house and you are using that to hell

"DOM!! HURRY UP THE ALL YOU CAN EAT IS NOT GOING TO EAT ITSELF!!" you called as he ran downstairs, knocking over the heater in the cabin. "FOR GO-" you began. "I CAN FIX IT, I CAN FIX IT ONE SECOND!" dom insisted.

dom did try but he'd smashed it good and proper and it wasn't getting fixed anytime soon. "fook man" dom said realising that it wasn't getting repaired. "it's fine, it's mine as well so it doesn't really matter" you said, pulling dom out the house.

you went down to the restaurant down the road where they were hosting an all you can eat breakfast event. you went up to the buffet with dom close behind you and you put a small amount of a lot of things on your plate.

you sat down next to dom as you took a sip of your coffee happily as dom messed with your hair. "this holiday's been great" dom said. "it really has" you smiled, looking out at the snow outside. you'd really been enjoying this holiday.

uk christmas was slightly triggering so dom had booked a holiday for the two of you in north dakota. you'd loved it, it was nice and snowy but not freakishly annoyingly cold. and dom had made sure you were okay.

and being away and him taking care of you made it an amazing holiday. you looked up at the tv in the café and it had gone to the weather they were alerting that a blizzard was soon approaching. "we should get back to the cabin" dom said.

you finished your breakfast and quickly paid the bill before you both, rather quickly, headed back to the cabin. by the time you'd gotten back to the cabin, it was snowing heavily. you got in and dom remembered he broke the heater.

"love i fooking forgot i broke the heater, we're finished" dom said. "we've got some blankets and i smuggled a fuck ton of your hoodies in my bag, we'll survive" you said optimistically. you'd only both gone upstairs to get some of his hoodies.

"jesus love, you fooking raided my closet" he laughed. you grabbed one of his thickest jumpers, pulling it on and then a hoodie over it. "where's your fucking joggers?" you asked. "LOVE, DID YOU ONLY PACK MY CLOTHES?" he asked.

"no, but yours are more comfortable" you laughed. he picked one of his joggers and passed you the other pair. keeping your jeans on, you pulled the joggers on as well. you went downstairs and the sight at the window surprised you.

it was a full blizzard, and GOD it was freezing. dom wrapped the two of you under the blankets as he toyed with your hair. "sorry about this love, i didn't mean to break it today of all fooking days" dom laughed. 

"oh it's fine you little ADHD fuelled idiot" you laughed, messing with the strings on his hoodie. he held you tightly to him. it was cold, colder than it'd ever been since you'd arrived. especially since there wasn't any heating.

dom kissed your forehead as he made sure you were as warm as you could. "god, you feel like ice" he said. "dom, what are you?" you began to ask when dom picked you up. "c'mere, we aren't gonna be fully warm up here" he said.

a little apprehensive, you relaxed in his arms. he carried you upstairs and to your bedroom. you instantly knew why. your bedroom had a radiator in it and the two other walls had radiators on the other side so it was warmer.

dom lay down in bed with you, keeping you warm and making sure you were comfortable. "you feel less like ice now, which is good" dom laughed. he pulled out his phone from his pocket and opened netflix.

you and dom cuddled each other tightly to keep each other warm. "this documentary's actually sick" dom laughed. "it is to be honest" you smiled, lifting your head up and kissing the crook of his neck.

dom held your hands tightly to ensure you wouldn't get too cold. "i really love you for doing this dommy" you smiled gently. he kissed you gently. "anything for my princess" dom said, kissing your cheek.