Keegan hated the winter. He hated the cold, the snow and the frozen everything. However you had managed to drag him out, taking him to a Christmas market and he was basically attached to your side. Whenever you stood still for even a moment he made you wrap your arm around him and if you even dared to let go of his hand he instantly snatched it back.

And right now you two were standing still, waiting for some food and Keegan had once again nestled himself into your arms, shivering slightly and grumbling into your neck. Poor thing kept complaining about everything. He nudged his head into your neck, not caring about how it looked to others.