While building a snowman together in the backyard, your hands grew cold. Scaramouche noticed and approached you, carefully taking your hands into his. He warmed up your cold hands with his. Despite touching the snow, his hands were still somehow warm and comfortable. He closed his eyes and kissed your cold hands. He placed them on his chest, near his heart. You felt its steady beat. He leans closer and gently kisses you on the forehead.

"Do you wanna go inside?.."