Kyle grimaced when you fell first face in the snow, having slipped on the icy snow when he accidentally nudged you too hard.

“Sorry..” He chuckled after a moment, a sheepish grin on his lips — watching as you sat up, brushing the snow off your face. “I didn’t mean to.”

Taking a step closer, he held out a gloved hand, trembling slightly from the freezing cold weather — something he wasn’t used to, not at all.

In a mere second, he felt a harsh tug, falling forward into the snow as laughs erupted from your end. “Hey—! Come on..” He groaned, his face being the one in snow now.