Jared smiles tiredly as you hurry towards him in the dark, wearing just jeans and a shirt. You were shooting a night scene and it was taking a lot longer than normal. Only you and Jared and a few minor cast were left there in the cold of November.

"Did they like that one?"

He murmurs as he opens his coat and zips it back up around you both, crowding you against his warm chest.

"No."

You whine, looking upset.

"My nose keeps running. I told him to just shoot the scene on set instead of out in the elements."

"Didn't like your comment huh?"

Jared chuckles softly, rocking you back and forth. Jesus, it was cold. He just wanted to be back at the hotel under a heated blanket with you. Or in front of a fireplace. Or in the shower.

"I think he just hates me."

You murmur as Jared kisses your head.

"Not as much as I hate you."

He teases with a smirk.

"Oh yeah, I really feel the hate."

You murmur back, blinking slowly.

"Just you wait. I'll show you how much I hate you."