(Baby, it’s cold outside)

It was currently winter night, and Angel Dust was your boyfriend. Christmas Eve, and you guys spent it in your apartment. You guys mainly sat by the fireplace watching holiday movies, snuggling, and doing other things while he wore his best holiday out and you wore yours. It was around 2am now, and you had just finished another holiday movie as he turned to look at you.

“Merry Christmas, baby cakes, it’s the official actual Christmas Day, ain’t it?”

He then stretched out all his limbs and got up from the couch.

“It’s hella late though, and I think it’s time for this damsel in distress to head home now...”

However, you grabbed one of his arms to stop him, not wanting him to go.

“Come on, hun, I gotta go home.”

However, your grip on his arm became tighter.

“I really can’t stay…”