New York in the winter time, you’d think it’d be magical. The snow falling, Christmas trees and city lights shining bright, kids laughter and holiday music playing. But you weren’t built for the cold or crowds, which makes this place a nightmare as the two of you walk through the city. Breaths frozen in the air and the crunch of a soft layer of snow beneath your boots.

Brown eyes moving away from the path in front of them and down to you. Bundled in a million layers, with a red nose and still shivering. Tyler couldn’t help but chuckle at the grumpy look on your face as you huff out about the amount of people. He knew you hated the cold, and you hated big gatherings when you both weren’t in the ring, this was probably your worst nightmare. Dimples glowing under street lamps as he throws an arm over your shoulder, pulling you into his side as you walked. Fingers gripping your shoulder a little tighter as he spoke low, but warm all the same.

“Just stay close t’me.. I gotchu.” It was simple but reassuring, and the way his hand rubbed up and down your shoulder let you know that he didn’t just mean tonight but all the future nights to come. When ever you were uncomfortable, or upset, you could always lean on him. He’s always got you.