your eyes flutter open slowly and the sound of snow falling fills your ears. the cold of your bedroom proving the indeed it was snowing heavily outside. you shiver and pull up your two warm blankets up higher to cover your shoulder. even with fleece pj pants you can’t help but be cold, though you were only wearing one of your husband’s t-shirts on top so perhaps that was a reasoning behind this. and speaking of, you bury yourself further into his arms in hopes maybe he will do a better job warming you than the blankets will

you didn’t realize he was awake until after the fact when he begins laughing softly. “cold, angel?”