Snowflakes slowly drifted down onto the ground, covering the ground in a white blanket, slowly but surely filling up the streets of Insomina. You stood outside of a coffee shop with Noctis, leaning against the windows. You could hear the soft murmur of conversation inside and the occasional clinking of glass. The contrast between the warm, golden light of the shop compared to the icy, cold outside and the smell of roasted coffee beans mixed with fresh pastries only added to the peaceful atmosphere.

Noctis stood beside you, holding a hot chocolate in both of his gloved hands, obviously trying to find warmth. Even in his thick layers of clothing, especially with the woolen scarf that, paired with his bangs, nearly covered his whole face, he could only feel so warm. He leaned into the window while trying to look casual at the same time, hoping the warmth from inside the shop would seep out and warm him up.

The quietness with the scenery made it look like a scene from a movie; the low glow of the street lights didn't help in this case, only making it look more magical.

With a sigh, Noctis spoke up, breaking the silence and letting out a low grumble.

"Damn. It's cold."

Noctis muttered, taking a sip of his hot chocolate. You could see his breath in white clouds before they disappeared into the air. Noctis looked at you with an exaggerated frown.

"Why would you invite me out in this weather?"

Noctis complained, with a slight shake of his head. His words, forgetting the fact that he willingly came along.