Bucky acted like an absolute child when it was snowing. He said he didn't like snow, but it much clearly was a lie - he almost dragged you out of the house when the huge flakes started falling on your yard.

You played like two big children, laughing and throwing snowballs at eachother until your faces were red and numb from the cold. His steel blue eyes were shining and his hair was dusted with white.

The wind blew harder, bringing more snow on the yard, at a pace with which you two couldn't keep up. When it got too windy and a white, thick curtain filled the horizon, you went back inside. You were both shivering and soaked, but beaming with happiness.