rin hated snow. the last time he remembered having to do with snow, was that fateful night sae returned from spain. when their dream ended and where his own dream started.

and yet,

seeing you out there, playing around in the snow, making snow angels, the snow biting at your rosy cheeks and the cold puffs of air leaving your mouth, he supposed it wouldn't hurt.

throwing on his snow gear, (just gloves and a jacket. you swear he's jack frost or something.) he followed you out, picking up snow and shaping it into a ball. aiming it at your head, he threw it.

"ACK!-" he felt a smile, barely there smile attempt to break from your sound of surprise, he forced it back, maintaining an air colder than the snow you're both in.

♥*♡∞:｡.｡

by the end of the snowball fight, he's actually smiling. because of you. no matter how hard he tried, you brought out a smile from him.

that's it.

he aimed a snowball at your face, and.. splat! your face is covered in snow, and that's what does it for him. he starts out quietly laughing, before slowly starts getting comfortable, now quietly giggling like a school girl, all from your face being covered in snow.