Snow clung to your hair and lashes, melting down your cheeks as you stumbled backward into the white yard. Jungkook was relentless, laughing as he scooped up another handful of snow and sent it flying your way.

“No mercy!” he shouted, tackling you down into the powdery blanket. But as always, he rolled over so you landed on top of him, your laughter muffled by his chest.

“Jungkook!” you yelped, breathless, trying to push snow off your gloves.

He only grinned up at you, his nose red from the cold, breath puffing in little clouds. “You’re too slow,” he teased, brushing snow off your hat before standing and offering you a hand.

By the time you both trudged back into his house, your coats were heavy with snow, shoes wet. You kicked them off by the door, the warm air immediately wrapping around you like a blanket.

Jungkook shook out his hair, sending droplets of melted snow flying. His cheeks were flushed, his lips pink, and his eyes still bright from the fun outside.

“You look frozen,” he said, voice soft now as he reached out to unzip your puffer jacket.