"Oh, it's so beautiful out here!" I said excitedly, looking at the trees' branches and lots of snowflakes twinkling on them. Light blue, cloudless sky interrupted the white color dominating everywhere.

"Speak for yourself. I'm freezin' my ass out." Johnny murmured, resting a freshly lighted cigarette between his lips, then putting both hands into his coat's pockets.

"C'mon. Just think about it," I started, smiling lightly at the funny grimace plastered on his face. I let my gaze wander around again. "Snow crunching under our feet, us taking a sweet little walk to my new house through this sweet little forest-"

I suddenly stopped listing all the wonderful things, when I randomly felt something hard hitting the back of my jacket, and then I heard the hard something crumble, exactly like it was a snowball thrown.. at me!

I turned around to see Johnny having a shit-eating grin present on his face, along with a kinda surprised expression, like he was both scared and excited of what's gonna happen next. Oh, he better be scared. He's just started a war.

I pointed a finger at him, "I'm taking that personally."

Before he could even notice, I threw back at him another snowball, hitting him right across the face. I quickly covered the smile that (I totally don't know why) curved out on my lips, with my hand. Holy shit, I think I just used one of the not-allowed maneuvers.

He only stood there with his mouth open, watching the cigarette, that accidentally somehow landed right next to his shoes, slowly die on the snow. He then looked up at me, wiped his face with his jacket's sleeve and smirked dangerously.

Well, shit.

Once I realized what he's up to, I tried to use my, as I think now, not really trained fitness to run away from him. I giggled in fear at all the possibly horrible ways of him taking his revenge. Just think of it - never-ending tickling sessions and whatnot else-

I wonder how it's possible Johnny runs so damn fast, but I also got no doubt about it as I felt two arms sneaking around my belly, holding me in place.

"How dare you?"

I only heard his low voice next to my ear, before I got picked up and thrown over someone's shoulder. Oh man, not this again.

I had no idea what he wants to do as I didn't see where we were going, so, naturally, I screamed at the top of my lungs, kicking around. I couldn't help laughing in the meantime, tho.

The next thing I knew, or more like felt, was cold snow getting under my jacket's collar and I shivered uncomfortably, as I've been dropped into what seemed like a snowdrift. I wore no gloves, so my hands were so freezing they burned, but I couldn't show my enemy any sign of weakness. I couldn't let him win.

"Oh, you're gonna regret it," I stated, standing up. He only smiled happily, I think as a way of saying challenge accepted.

We played around like kiddies, and I'm pretty sure if someone saw us now, they'd first be extremely confused and then laughing their ass off. But, to be honest, I couldn't care less, especially when I was having a really good time. The best, I'd even say. It was always the best when spent with Johnny.

It was snowing through the whole night I stayed at his place, and we were kinda surprised since the weather app didn't remind us that it really was getting closer to Christmas. I loved this time of year, though I had no idea how I'm gonna spend it. I don't really feel like flying to LA again.

Going back to us two, everything would be just alright if it also wasn't for the rain. Some parts of the forest path we were walking were literally iced, thanks to the low temperature. And guess what Johnny did.

I was carrying a snowball bigger than any other snowballs, so it's pretty understandable Johnny was running away. The only problem was that he slipped on ice and fell right on his handsome face. I'd probably stand next to him and laugh if not the fact that I didn't make it either, and also fell, but this time on my back.

We both groaned from pain but it quickly turned into one hell of a hysterical laugh as we realized what just happened.

"Are you ok?" I asked, slowly sitting up and mentally cursing the pain.

"No. You?"

"Absolutely not." I replied and looked over to him as he turned onto his back. I noticed there's lots of blood running down from his nose.

"Jesus Christ, are you alright?" I knelt down next to him, picking up his beanie that's probably got lost in the process of him falling.

He laughed a bit before answering, "I think I broke my nose,"

I sighed. When we left his house it was still bright outside, but as for now it was almost pitch black. Good we were already close to my new home.

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You and me always forever

We could stay alone together

You and me always forever

Say you'll stay, never be separate

"Sit down, I'm gonna look for some tissues." I said to Johnny and made my way to the bathroom.

Spoiler alert: after giving it my expert look I stated that his nose isn't in fact broken, but only a little battered. I still can't believe that we, the adults, let something like this actually happen. I mean, I'm just saying it's a pretty not-everyday-thing, but with the two of us together the risk of doing some pretty not-everyday-thing increases.

You know you've got me in your pocket

You know just have to wait around

You know I'll keep you in my locket

Just come here and we can settle down

We let Cults play somewhere in the background as some kind of, I don't know, new house anthem. I'm so happy to have it, you don't even know. It's sorta a dream house for me and I really couldn't wait to finally make it look like my place and sleep through the first night.

I was able to visit this place a few days earlier, so I mostly knew where everything is. The building wasn't very big; it's enough for one person, me. My plan was to make it the coziest and most comfortable, just like you'd imagine a home. I feel like it might be sorta a new chapter for me.

I found wet wipes in bathroom's cabinet and went back to Johnny sitting on the stairs. I walked past my new living room, already thinking how many memories are gonna be made here and in the whole house in general. I saw the TV and spotted a great place to put some guitar stands.

"Does it hurt badly?" I asked, gently tilting his head back a little and meeting his eyes. The light from lamps above made them shine beautifully.

"Nah. I'm a tough one." He replied as I wiped the blood that ended up on his upper lip.

"You sure you don't feel dizzy or anything?"

"No, doctor."

I rolled my eyes as he smiled brightly. Jesus, I just can't get over how pretty his dark orbits look.

"I'm asking because the cut doesn't look very nice." I said concerned.

"I'll be fine, I only need some dressing plaster, that's all." he replied softly and a little more serious, but still with a hint of amusement. What a man.

I was almost done, when I noticed him stealing glances at me and my fingers, then smirking lightly.

"What's so funny?"

He thought for a moment before answering pretty sincerely.

"You look really cute when you're worried."

I couldn't fight the smile slowly creeping on my lips, or the blush, as he said that.

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