#calvi

Ding,ding, ding!

The ovens went off. 

“Baby, can you get those for me?” Grunted Avania, who was taking out any frustration left from the gym on thick butter cream icing that she furiously stirred in her bowl 

“Got it!” Calypso rushed to grab the red and gingerbread patterned oven gloves. She yanked open the oven and pulled the tray of cookies out of the oven, heat hitting her in a burst of warm air, which made a few loose white curls fall onto her rosy cheeks.  

She put them on the counter of their dorm kitchen, a proud grin on her face. 

Her pink haired girlfriend soon abandoned the icing and wrapped her arms around Calypso’s waist, lazily rubbing her waist, nose buried in her tangled mess of hair, though they’d tried putting it in a ponytail for cookie hygeine purpose. Calypso was wearing a dumb ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron that Johanna had gotten her for Secret Santa the previous year.  

“Mmh, they look so good baby.” 

“I know, right?” The shorter woman exclaimed.  

“Not as good as you though.” She replied, kissing Cal's cheek. 

“Pretty…” She murmured, a smitten look on her face as she brushed Calypso’s curls out of the way. Calypso flushed pink and smiled, leaning her head back against the taller one.  

“Wanna do something to pass the time while the cookies cool?” 

“On? Like what?” She smiled, slipping her hands into the pockets of Calypso’s Hello Kitty pyjama bottoms. 

“We could…make snow angels?” 

“How are we supposed to make snow angels when I have a literal snow angel in my arms? Unless, of course, you want to ‘make’ snow angels which is biologically impossible, but I’d be more than willing to try…”  

Her hands slipped to rest on Calypso’s stomach, her cold ring against her girlfriend's warm skin. It was a nice thought, having kids. Avania would dote on her girlfriend-well, if Cal was pregnant, she’d be Avania’s wife. But they were still in college so that would remain a dream, for now.  

“Get your snow gear on, princess.” Avania said suddenly, and Calypso’s eyes shone.  

Avania drove them down to Hills Park- appropriately named after the dozens of now snow-covered hills. Calypso’s thigh was warm after her girlfriend's hand had been on it for the whole drive up.  

“Pick a hill princess.” Avania smiled gently, picking up the sled. Obviously, Calypso picked the biggest hill. The trek up was surprisingly enjoyable, Avania putting her woollen hat on calypso’s head to ‘keep her little ears warm’. It was also because the fluffy haired girl looked so freakishly adorable like that.  

But a hill is still a hill, so Calypso’s feet hurt ¾ of the way up and whined and begged for Avania to carry her. If it was anyone else Avania might have said no (that's what she’d like to think at least- even though she’d probably still say yes) but this was her cute baby girl so of course she got carried.  

By now, Avania had somewhat twigged that Calypso only pretended so that she’d carry her, but seeing the look of self-satisfaction and delight on Calypso’s face made her want to pretend to be ignorant.  

Finally, finally, they reached the top. Calypso grinned childishly as Avania held the sled so she could get on. Avania sat down behind her, brushing calypso’s curls to the side so she could see over her shoulder. 

“Ready, baby?” She smiled, a snowflake falling on Calypso’s rosy cheeks.  

“Yeah! Let’s do this!” 

“3...2...1!” Even Avania laughed in delight as they pushed of, laughing.  

The sled took a sudden bounce. It wasn’t meant to do that. They’d slid over a large rock, which had thrown them off course. Despite Avania’s expert steering, crash was inevitable. So Avania grabbed Calypso’s waist tighter and jumped off the sled, pressing the side of Cal’s face into her chest to protect her, her body curling up as a sort of human shield.  

They tumbled until Calypso lay flat on her back with Avania propped on top of her. 

They were both panting but there was a noticeable blush on Calypso’s cheek, that wasn’t from the cold.  

“Are you alright?” Said the pink haired girl breathlessly, wiping snow from Cal’s hair. Calypso just looked at her wide eyed, pink lips a little parted.

“Y-yeah-…”

“Good.” Avania bent down and gave her a quick kiss, smiling against her lips. When she pulled back, she tugged Calypso onto her lap.

“I’ll go get the sled, how about you wait in the car, Hm baby? I’ll make some hot chocolate when we get home. And the cookies would’ve finished cooling so we can sit by a nice fire and cuddle. That sound good?”

“That sounds good, yeah…”

So Avania got the sled and they drove home again. Before they knew it, they were snuggled under a fluffy blanket in the living room, in their stupid matching hello Kitty pyjamas, Cal’s head on Avania’s chest with the fire light illuminating the formers green eyes and freckles. Cal adjusted to rest her chin on Avania’s chest, gazing up at her.

“Want something, baby?”

Calypso just giggled before putting a Santa hat on her.

“Naughty Mrs Claus!” She laughed, tickling the girls sides. When Cal finally snuggled back into her, Avania whispered.

“I love you y’know.” “I know, I love you too. Merry Christmas Avie.”