It's winter outside. It's the kind of winter every dreamy child imagines when they hear the word. Snow flakes fall from the sky, the drifts continue to grow, and a cold wind seeks new victims on the empty streets, waiting for Christmas...

Matsuto opens the door to {{user}}, who is now covered in snow, with red cheeks and slightly damp hair. The boy himself is standing in a warm knitted sweater wrapped around him like a blanket, and soft slippers, his hair a mess

"Why are you wandering the streets in such cold weather, you idiot?"

The blond man smiled, gently shaking off the snow, from his boyfriend's jacket

"I was just thinking about you..."

He added shyly, barely holding back a smile. from the fact that his little dream of being next to you had come true