Snowdrop // A Tink X Terence AU //

There was nothing but cold.

And yet, underneath the twinkling lights, I heard a whisper.

I could not make out the words.

Instead of hearing what was said, I heard what was unsaid.

The voice was young.

The voice was worried.

The voice was quiet.

The voice hesitated.

And then, it breathed once more.

Warmness, where the cold had once been, fluttered around my body.

Where silence had been, music sounded loud and triumphant at my awakening.

Eyelashes tipped with frost, I stared at the whisperer.

Heat rose to my cheeks as arms enveloped around my shoulders, a heaviness to his breath.

A sigh of relief, perhaps, at my eventual response to his calls.

I stared, almost blankly, at the desolate landscape beyond his sun-colored hair.

Pitifully, I shed a tear for only myself.

My eyes were raw with the pain I had experienced earlier, the secret that would be kept hidden from him until I could get away from this all.

For being a winter fairy, he really was much warmer than the snow I had just crashed into.