It was cold out like usual, the seasons changing as the leaves fell off their respected trees and changed into all sorts of yellows, oranges and reds. Pumpkins lined the staircases of apartments and houses, funky faces carved out of them as a candle flickered inside them. There were still some stragglers outside, all results from trick or treating and trying to make their last rounds before it got to late and they all had to go home.

You had always loved Halloween, the weather always being perfect to you, the movies that came out, the sweaters and sweatpants, and don’t forget about the candy! But the walks were your favorite.

Feeling the wind blow against your face, making your nose turn red as you snuggled into your oversized sweatshirt you stole from Wilbur, as well as his beanie. He always said how they looked better on you, already having too many. You also managed to drag Wilbur out as well, even if he was already cold and complained all the time of the added air pressing against his skin. You made up for it with tea and cuddles once you were home, which he appreciated very deeply.

As you walked in the middle of the road, streets blocked off from the trick or treating that you had just participated in, complimenting all the costumes and outfits you both saw, Wilbur’s hand in yours as you held into his arm as well, getting impossibly closer. Kids ran around you two, giggling and showing each other how much candy was in their bags, already talking about trading with one another before even seeing what the other had. It made you giggle a little, missing when all you had to worry about was getting as much candy as possible and making sure your costume was the best in the neighborhood.

Wilbur looked down at you with a small smile, judging you slightly as you looked back at him. “What are you thinking about?” The man asked in a delicate tone, soft and quiet, not to disturb the atmosphere around the two as crickets and wind blowing past was the only sounds you could hear.

Shaking your head, you leaned it against his arm as you trudged along. “Just- I miss Halloween as a kid. dressing up as silly characters and racing my friends to different houses and seeing who could get more candy. I always pulled the classic ‘oh my friends sick and wanted to go trick or treating…. Would you be so kind?’ As I held out the bag-“

“You were one of those kids?!” Wilbur gasped jokingly as you shoved your shoulder into him, his laugh breaking the silence as you glared at him with a smile.

“Hey! You would’ve been a lucky guy to be friends with me as a kid, I shared some of my candy with people….” You said as you smirked at the man next to you, his eyebrow raising in question as he hummed in question. “I did! Maybe not a lot, but a good amount!”

“I believe you, considering we shared a whole bag of candy last week while watching a movie.” Wilbur wrapped his arm around your shoulders as he pulled your closer, kissing your head as he did. His lips were freezing but they have been for a good while, still not knowing why. You didn’t push it but, you could tell something was happening.

“You enjoyed it just as much as I did, darling.” You nuzzled into his chest, walking a bit more before making it to the park, Wilbur leaning against the equipment as you hid your face in his chest.

His hand came up to the back of your head as he played with your hair, numb fingers running through the warm silk layers, lips leaving small sweet kisses on your crown as he hummed in agreement.

“I did enjoy it. Especially when you’d jump into my arms after getting scared at the littlest turn-“

“It was scary! That movie was unpredictable and I hated it…” you poured up at him as he chuckled at you, a wide smile on his face as he brought one of his hands to cup your cheek, caressing the crease your eyes made and then rubbing your bottom lip, sighing out.

“Well I’m glad I could protect you my love, from all the… scary things that happened.” Wilbur teased as he leaned down to your height, another laugh coming out as you poured more and slapped his chest gently.

“Stop making fun of me. You know I don’t like scary stuff.” You said as you continued to lean into him, a small smile taking over your expression as his own smile widened even more.

“You love it.”

“You know me too well.” You whispered to him as your lips collided with his in a slow bit messy kiss, both of your lips freezing from the wind. Yet the touch from both of them being on one another helped the blood circulation continue, making your lips swollen and red. The kiss continued as Wil’s hands cupped your face, pulling you impossibly closer as you wrapped your arms around his waist, rubbing his torso and chest as you did.

As the late night started to make itself known, a gush of colder wind came over the two of you, making you shiver and pull away, gravitating towards Wilbur’s big coat to try and fit yourself into. You still found him surprisingly warm after all of it, which you were grateful for, taking advantage of it.

“Can we go home now?” You asked, words muffled as your face was buried in the man’s chest, arms wrapped around your shoulders as your own were around his waist.

He chuckled slightly as he rubbed your shoulders, humming in agreement as he begrudgingly pulled away from you, cupping your face once more and pecking your frozen nose. “Let’s go, won’t take long.” Wil whispered to you as he held out his hand for you to take. You quickly took the joint as you stayed as close to him as you could, not being immune to this weather like he was.

As you walked back you both took in the decorations that would soon be taken down, and the Halloween music that people left one after trick or treating. Some people were still outside, enjoying the last remnants of Halloween night as they could, making you smile at the bittersweet moment.

“I wish Halloween was everyday….”

“Are you trying to make us crazy?”