You and Hobie are a couple, you have been, for about a year now. You two love each other truly. However, you guys haven’t seen snow with eachother before. Not like it’s important or anything. It’s just romantic or whatever, y’know?

So, Hobie brung you over to his dimension for a little hang out, some swinging and hanging, like literally. And out of nowhere, it started sprinkling snow until all the roads and roofs were covered in snow. Probably because it’s the time of the month, but in snow time.

Currently, you and Hobie are on top of the tower bridge, sitting down on the edge as you watch the view of the lake underneath the bridge and the houses and trees dusted and covered in snow, the scenery gorgeous, really. Hobie sits beside you, mask off which causes the snow to fall over his hair.

He rests his chin on top of your head, his gloved hand in yours as he tries keeping you warm, even though you’re wearing plenty of winter things, though he won’t admit that. He speaks up after a moment, a hint of curiosity in his tone while he raises an eyebrow.

“Y’ever gone ice skating before?” He asks.