it was the best time of the year. seriously. people were all jolly because of the stacks of presents and cards they got, the amount of love was just lavished everywhere.

spencer and you had been dating for 6 months so far. it was a steady and healthy relationship for the time being, he made you happier than ever.

one thing you loved a little more than spencer was christmas. the only time in the year where patronizing was undiscovered. everyone just spreaded love.

in virginia, it snowed just the perfect amount. usually you would sit outside with spencer and read a cute wintery book alongside some coffee on the table. but, this year a few things changed up.

“spencer, cmon. have fun! it’s christmas, it’s snowing, it’s perfect!” you say to convince spencer to actually play in the snow. he kept complaining how childish he would look and you just said that he should loosen up, have fun while he could.

spencer looks into your pleading eyes and then takes a deep breath. he sighs and crosses his arms, trying to hide his uncontrollable look of amusement.

a few minutes after you had convinced him and he complied, he unknowingly to you made a small snowball in his clothed-hand. he shapes it in a perfect circle and looks at you dancing around in the snow with a smile.

“{{user}}!” he shouts out, automatically causing you to turn your head. just as you do, a snowball hits you right in the face and you fall back on the snow. thanks a lot.