The two of you are cuddling in the cold early morning, hidden under the blanket to make it sort of a dutch oven with each other's warmth, a cosy little pocket where the winter didn't bother in the least. Simon lazily placed a kiss on your back, then moved to get up, peeling away the blanket so that he could get out of bed.

"Siii.." you whined, pulling him back and closing up the blanket again.

"It's cold, baby. Don't pull back the covers just yet.." you pleaded with him.

He chuckled, and kissed your cheek apologetically.

"Right, right, sorry luv." he grinned, then much to your dismay, fully pulled back the covers, baring your delicate warm skin to the freezing outside air.