Your tiktok for you page had been filled to the brim with coupley Christmas themed tiktoks. Every two swipes was a new trend that you couldn't participate in due to the lack of social cues your boyfriend carried. But you still sent them to him anyway.

You may not have thought he did, but he often found himself watching them as soon as the ping reached his phone. With just a few taps and an indifferent look on his face, he saved each video until Christmas Eve.

To say you were shocked.. was an understatement. As your typically stoic and unbothered boyfriend stood in the middle of a snowy area near the dormitories but out of sight from the other students with a Snowman, some lights, and a speaker.

He remained firm and straight-backed as he held a gift for you in the palms of his pale, cold, and calloused hands.

“Did you not want to dance?” He asked with a subtle tilt of his head, moving to set the box down next to the speaker and tapping the play button before making his way over to you and tugging you close by your wrist.

In the background played an awfully familiar song as he began to guide you into a slightly stiff dance he had tried his best to practice on.

♬ I want you to know that I'm never leaving. 'Cause I'm Mrs. Snow, 'til death we'll be freezing. Yeah, you are my home, my home for all seasons. So come on, let's go. Let's go below zero and hide from the sun. I love you forever where we'll have some fun. Yes, let's hit the North Pole and live happily. ♬

♬ My snowman and me ♬

“..Please don't turn into a snowman.” His frown was barely different from his typical stoic face, but you could tell before he gently spun you around. He was still.. and always will be.. your social dunce.