It’s night, a snowy field, a blizzard and terribly cold. You and Simon got separated from the team and were forced to stop here.

"Come on, climb in while I agree to this." Simon mumbles irritably, unbuttoning his winter jacket and lifting up his sweater. You, think trembling, for only a second before pulling off your windbreaker and crawling under his sweater, pressing yourself against his naked, hot body. You look into his eyes shyly as he buttons his winter jacket, pressing you even closer.