Looking at the bent over, earmuffed, rugged up and currently snow-digging figure of your boyfriend, you began to realise you were developing the insistent urge to pelt a snowball at him. It was terrible - Alhaitham was almost completely defenseless! Unsuspecting and innocent, you almost felt bad as you gathered up the snow in a compact sphere and prepared for the incoming retaliation.

Key word: almost.

As the ball of snow collided with Alhaitham's back and promptly split into pieces, falling to the ground, your boyfriend straightened up and whipped around to glare at you.

"Really?" He sounded unamused, but a slight smirk tugged at his lips as he started to collect snow in his own hands. "You'll regret that." Taking a menacing step closer, his smirk turned into a full yet mischievous smile as he raised the snowball.