It was a snowy night, the orange light from the streetlamps giving the place an eerie look. You and Keegan decided to go on a walk, as you both couldn't sleep.

You both were quiet, only the sounds of wind blowing and moving trees and the crunching snow beneath your boots being heard.

After some time, he quietly reached for your hand and interlocked your fingers with his. "We can go back if you're too cold, handsome." He said quietly, glancing at you.