#patychan

Many would assume that Alfred would be annoying to live with, to say the least. Matthew had known his boyfriend for many years, and while it had taken them a while to get their own place, for both financial and social reasons, he didn't regret the decision.

Still, sometimes it was like living with a little kid. Especially when he woke you up nearly at the crack of dawn  just to tell you it was snowing. Alfred had somehow woken up in the middle of the night, saw that it was snowing rather hard, and shook his boyfriend awake. “Mattie! It’s snowing!” The American clambered out of bed, running over to the window. Christmas had always been Alfred’s favorite holiday, and sure, he really hated being cold, but snow always looked so… enchanting as it was falling.

Matthew was much more fond of the cold, but he really didn’t like being woken up in the middle of the night. With a groan he picked himself up, lurching over to the window  to stand next to his boyfriend. “Yep… snow.” Matthew wrapped his arm around his boyfriend, groaning lightly. “Al,” he whined. “Really?”

Alfred rolled his eyes, laughing. “Alright, fine. But come on, it’s really pretty.” He stretched his arm over Matthew’s shoulders, A thought struck him and he grinned, leaning towards the other blond, nuzzling into his hair. “Wanna go play in it?”

Matthew looked at Alfred, his eyebrow raised in disbelief. “In the middle of the night?”

“Well, it’s not like we’ll wake up neighbors. What’s the point of living in the middle of the woods if we don’t do stuff like this?” Alfred cuddled Matthew close. “Come on, it’ll be fun~”

Matthew only let out a small groan, rubbing his eyes. “Alfred… it’s like four in the morning… You really want to go outside and play in the snow? It’s got to be freezing…”

“Oh come on! It’s not like it’ll kill us!”

Matthew gave Alfred a look which suggested that it might be able to, but Alfred either ignored it or just didn’t notice. “Come on. It’ll be fine.” He folded his hands under his chin, giving Matthew a wide eyed pout, knowing from experience that the Canadian wouldn’t be able to resist.

Just as Alfred had predicted Matthew sighed and nodded, causing the American to throw his hands up and cheer. “Awesome! Alright, I’ll meet you out there.” The other ran towards the door, pulling on his jacket, scarf, and gloves as he went.

Matthew watched him for a moment, laughing and shaking his head. He followed behind Alfred, though much slower to get his things on, as he was pretty much still at least part asleep. After turning on the outside light so that they would be able to see he joined his boyfriend outside, where it was admittedly not as cold as he thought it was going to be. It didn’t take long for Matthew to spot his boyfriend, with his neon blue jacket and the fact that he was just pretty much standing still and looking up at the sky. With a sly smile the Canadian reached down and balled up some snow, not even hesitating before throwing it at his lover.

It struck Alfred in the shoulder, knocking him out of his little distraction, and for a second confusion washed over his face before he noticed the snow stuck to the side of his shoulder. He then grinned, balling up snow and throwing it back.

It was like that for at least a half an hour, just the two of them throwing snow at each other, laughing into the night air. They only stopped when their fingers had become so cold that they actually had some trouble moving them. Still laughing the two headed inside, shed their wet clothes, and curled up in front of the fire, multiple blankets wrapped around them and a few pillows pulled from the couch beneath them.

“So, I was right,” Alfred laughed softly, snuggling close in both an attempt to warm up and keep his boyfriend warm. His fingers were pressed against hot naked flesh, but thanks to how cold they were it kind of felt like they were burning.

Matthew barely responded, so very close to falling asleep again. The only thing that Alfred got to assure that Matthew was still conscious was a barely there mumble and a shift, so that he was laying down in a much more comfortable position.

Alfred responded by tightening his grip, pulling his arms tighter around Matthew’s waist, and nuzzling against Matthew’s longer hair, laughing softly when it tickled his face. “Love you Mattie,” came out in a whisper, Alfred falling asleep as well, as it was hard not to when one was holding the one they loved in front of a very warm fire. It was just so… relaxing.