“’Cmon, Cassie, please?”
“No, Balthazar, I am not going outside with you,” Cas grumbled and pulled the blanket around himself tighter.
Balthazar huffed out a sigh and plopped down beside his boyfriend on the floor in front of the fire. “You’re such a spoil-sport,” he complained.
“It’s too damn cold. Why can’t we just stay inside and enjoy the fire?” Cas whined.
“I promise we can cuddle all you want after we get back. Just come on a walk with me. Just a short one. 10 minutes, I promise.”
Cas thought about it a little bit. Balthazar was now giving him that face, the one he could never say no to, and Cas did have to admit that it was always better cuddling in front of the fire after being out in the cold.
“Ugghhh. Fine,” Cas sighed. Balthazar’s face lit up so completely Cas had to hide his small smile in order to maintain his reluctant facade.
Cas struggled into his coat while Balthazar tugged his snow boots on, beaming like a child on Christmas. Well…it was Christmas eve and Cas could certainly make the argument that Balthazar acted like a child more often than he should. Balthazar looped a long white scar around Cas’ neck and tugged him by it out the door.
It had just snowed earlier that day and an even coating of the fluffy whiteness blanketed the earth. It was quiet and peaceful and serene. And cold, but when Balthazar slipped his gloved hand into Castiel’s, Cas found he warmed up quite quickly.
They walked down the sidewalk, hand-in-hand, chatting about whatever came up, and of course, Balthazar never failed to be blabbering on about something or another. Cas mostly just listened, as usual, but he was happy that way. When they reached the park, Cas suggested they turn back, complaining that the cold had made it through his boots and his toes were now loosing feeling, albeit, over exaggerating little. He just wanted to get back to the fireplace and curl up with his lover. Balthazar deflated a little, but didn’t argue.
“Alright, we can go back, love…but hold on, I just…” Balthazar looked back at the undisturbed sheet of white covering the ground so perfectly in the park and he just couldn’t resist. He flopped down on his back with a grin a mile wide.
Staring up at the sky, he moved his arms and legs to make a snow angel.
Cas sighed and looked down at his lover not even trying to hide his smile this time. “You’re going to get all wet and freeze to death,” Cas mocked lovingly.
Balthazar stopped, pulling himself up to sitting and looked up at Castiel. “Not if I have you to keep me warm,” he retorted. Balthazar grasped the back of Cas’ legs and pulled the other man down on top of him, holding Cas’ body close against his as they lay in the snow.
Cas laughed and just as the snow began to fall from the sky again, their lips met and just like that Cas changed his mind about going back so soon.