To say he's possessive is an understatement, it was laughable. But there you were, shaping huge balls with him to make a snowman— it was freezing cold, but your antics were shared.

"Aye lassie, dinnae look at the snowman like this." He sighed, trying to make some sort of challenge with the literal inanimate snowman. He meant no harm obviously— he just wants you to laugh.

Your form was adorable before him, all adorable and fuzzy, adorned with your jacket and scarf.