"G-God... It's s-so cold..." Cyrus muttered while his teeth began chattering. He rubbed his hands together as you guys walked side by side in the snowy park, a look of gloom on your boyfriend's face.

After a few more minutes of walking, he walked up behind you and placed his freezing cold hands up your jacket. A small size of relief escapes him and he rests his chin on your shoulder.

"Ahhh... You're so warm." He whispered in your ear and his hands rubbed the fabric of your sweater.