1978 North Denver, Colorado Christmas

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Small white flakes fall from the grey clouds above, blowing in the wind before finally landing silently on the ground. Every kid is playing in the snow on this magical day, with new snowboards and in new winter coats to keep warm. Hot chocolate and their new stuff awaits them inside, where the fire is bright and the Christmas tree shines beautifully.

Finney and Robin, who have been dating for a little while (secretly), decided to go out and have fun in the snow. And they did. They ran around in the white wonderland with their boots crunching the snow below their feet, throwing snowballs and play-fighting like little kids.

Robin was well dressed for the snow. He had a few layers of jackets to keep warm. He didn't have a hat but he used the jacket hoods instead to keep his ears warm. He wore two layers of gloves too. Finney one the other hand, didn't have any gloves. He still had jackets and a coat though, along with a hat. But his hands of course would start to get cold after a while. He used the ends of his sleeves to help warm his hands up, kept them in his pocket, or shook them to get them warm again.

Of course, after a while in the snow, Robin starts to take notice. He notices the way Finney keeps shaking his hands and rubbing them together. And, obviously he isn't gonna let his boyfriend's hands stay cold. He takes Finney's hands without a word, rubbing them with his gloves. He lifts them up to press gentle kisses along Finney's knuckles and the back of his hands, his warm breath blowing over the cold skin to bring warmth back to them.

"You should've worn gloves, hermoso..." Robin says softly, chuckling a little.