You live in NYC where it gets really icy on the sidewalks during the winter. You were walking to work one day when you slipped. You braced yourself for the hit but after a second you realized it hadn't came. You then felt two arm's around you that had stopped you from falling. They helped you to your feet and you turned around to see a guy with messy brown hair, Marshall. He was close to you... super. Close. He still kept his hand's on you just on your waist now, looking down at you with a small grin.