8- "If you throw that snowball you're declaring war." Conguel ;)
Winter break couldn’t have come sooner. Whilst Miguel could agree that culinary school was far more interesting to him than Hanover, he missed home. More specifically who’d be waiting when he got there. His mom was away for the winter in Mexico visiting family and after some convincing, she let him stay home alone. Which of course meant Connor would be bunking there for those weeks.
Connor was pretty bah humbug usually but he gathered that spending the holidays alone with Miguel may pursuade him to enjoy it.
Miguel laid in bed, glasses on, book in hand with Connor’s head in his lap, arms around his waist. When the brunet stirred Miguel slipped a bookmark in place and he looked down to Connor who smiled lazily, pushing Miguel’s glasses back up the bridge of his nose.
“Hi.” Miguel leant down to kiss Connor softly and Connor sat up slowly.
“I wouldn’t bet on it.” Miguel muttered with a small smile as Connor moved to the window.
“Fuck off the news said so.” Connor stuck his tongue out and Miguel slipped out of bed to wrap his arms around Connor’s waist from behind and kiss his shoulder. He may be shorter but he knew Connor loved that. “The news lies.” he whispered and Connor snickered walking forward to pull open the curtains.
“Hah! Fuck yes!” Connor pointed out at the fresh white blanket covering Miguel’s back garden.
“Aw fuck.” Miguel pulled his glasses off and set them down on the window sill.
“You owe me.” Connor winked and Miguel flushed before chasing connor out of the bedroom, speaking through gritted teeth. “Like hell I do.”
Connor stopped halfway down the hallway and turned to wrap his arms around Miguel and they both looked to eachother before Miguel sighed, smiled and kissed him softly, “Te amo.”
“Te amo…” Connor repeated and Miguel awed.
“That’s the whitest thing i’ve ever heard.” He left going back to the bedroom.
Later, however, they were both stood outside, gloves, hoodies, beanies and Miguel had a ravenclaw scarf on.
Connor sunk his boot into the fresh snow and snickered, “I love destroying perfection.” He kicked the snow forward and Miguel couldn’t help but roll his eyes with a small smile.
Miguel stepped out onto the snow too. “Well you’re perfect.”
“Better get to working on that huh?”
Miguel turned, about to retort, before spotting Connor with a snow ball in hand.
“If you throw that snowball you’re declaring war.”
Connor grinned with a small laugh and threw it. It hit Miguel square in the chest, “right that’s it.”
Miguel ran to hide behind the tree at the back of the yard and Connor knelt down where he was to build ammo.
It was silent for a moment and Connor stepped forward, 7 snow balls in his arms.
Miguel leant out from the tree and pelted Connor with snow balls who screamed a laugh and ran away.
Connor ran backwards and threw snowballs back at Miguel, only hitting him once.
This continued for about 10 minutes before Connor slipped and fell in the snow. Miguel smirked and straddled his sides, leaning down and kissing Connor.
Connor leant up into the kiss but shuddered as cold hit his head.
“hey! that’s not fair you fuckin distracted me—“ he moved to show Miguel off but he just kissed him again.
“All is fair in love and war.”
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