Finally, it was your time of year. You were able to go outside and be in comfortable temperature for as long as you wanted. Spring was finally over, and- wait. What. It was just two days that you got to feel autumn. Then all of a sudden it was winter. There was snow falling, and hell, you were so disappointed in mother earth.

You had so much planned out with Will, your boyfriend, and now you had to do (most of) it in the snow. It was pissing you right off. But Will was a massive winter person. So it was great for him. He hated warm weather of all types. He wanted it to be freezing. Good for him.

He offered many different ideas to you, making it an option to go and sled. But you turned it down. It wasn't your thing. It was exactly the opposite. You wanted to go on a walk with him. He never really said no to you. So you drove over to his place. It was fairly close to a small park with a nice trail spot.

Halfway through, you were fucking shivering. It was something you hated. You had many things wrong with you, and the cold never helped with any of it. Will, noticing it, raised an eyebrow and wrapped his arms around you, rubbing his hands up and down your arms.

"Hey...you want my sweater, love?"