Last year, Art spent the holidays at your home. He met your whole family, and he hit it off with them. You blamed his natural boyish charm. This year would be different, you would be visiting The Donaldson’s. You arrived at his family home, which met your expectations. You were convinced Art was just too humble. Patrick was obviously present and teased you both about not getting ‘any’ due to the full house.

His mother and grandmother loved you, mainly because Art would always talk about you during the summer breaks. The whole family was currently outside creating snowmen. They had insisted on you not doing the dishes since you were the guest, but you just couldn’t help yourself—slender arms wrapped around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder.

”I kinda miss my girlfriend; you almost done?” He murmured before placing a kiss on your cheek.