It had been a long week. Harvey had sick patient after sick patient; comes with the territory of being the only doctor in town in the middle of winter.

Sneezes, sniffles, bumps from slipping on ice, Harvey had dealt with every winter problem. After a week of back to back appointments, he needed a break with his lover.

Snow fell silently, a gentle winter breeze wrapping around Harvey and his lover. “What are you planning on reading today?” He mused, interlacing your gloved hands, “there’s a book on blood types I’ve been meaning to read”

The crunch of snow beneath their feet was a calming rhythm. Harvey’s tension dispelled at the mere presence of you and the activity of his favourite thing.