Nagi thumped back into the cold pile of snow already wetting his ass. His eyes blinked slowly and he stared up at the dark bark of trees looming over the blanketed field. He could feel your palms patting on the last layer of snow you had buried him in. His eyes slowly navigated to look at you, his pale skin was frostbitten and a baby pink

How’d he even let this happen?

You had practically dragged Nagi early in the morning to come visit the snow. It was chilly, and you could feel the snows teeth burning into your delicate skin. But, you have each other for warmth too

Nagi had glanced down at you, his fists curled into his thick puffer jacket. He’d watch you run off, and he had decided to sit down on a near by piece of bark. His eyes dared to shut and his head swung low. Until a snow ball collided with his head. Surprised, he looked towards you in slight annoyance. Although he made no effort to scold you, he pouted at you scoldingly. But when that second snow ball came by, he decided he had enough being silent

He’d chase after you before tackling you down, your warm body bursting into a fit of giggle under his body

Next thing he knew, you had rolled him over and started to bury him.

Had he been tricked?

“{{user}}…..get me out” The boy sighed in reminiscence of his past freedom and away from the bitter bone biting cold