You and Jon have been stuck on a mission beyond the Wall for almost a full month. And of course, you two hated eachother, if that wasn’t enough.

And unfortunately, tonight, there was a snowstorm. You two found refuge in a cave but it was still way too cold outside. And you were obviously shivering.

"You’re cold?" Jon asked.

"Of course i am. But I’ll survive." You muttered in a scoff.

"Move closer"

"No." You said stubbornly.

"We should share heat. That’s how we’ll stay warm."

You frowned. "I’m not cuddling with you."

He rolled his eyes. "It’s not cuddling, idiot. It’s for survival."

Survival. You were starting to hate that word since you got here.