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They hadn’t been expecting snow so early into the season but here it is, covering the ground like a thick blanket and still falling. Tree limbs that have already lost their leaves are weighed down by the stuff, too, and the lake just down the hill has frozen over. It’s going to be a long winter but it’s beautiful and there’s nothing more soothing that watching snow fall from the skies, so Illyana doesn’t care in the slightest. Kitty has had a few things to say about the weather, but Illyana shut her up with an impromptu snowball fight even though they’re supposed to be untangling the Christmas lights to string them up around the mansion. And because that wasn’t enough, they heated things up a little more when Kitty complained about her lips being numb and Illyana found herself pinned to the nearest tree, strategically hidden just out of view of the windows —- or so they hoped —-, where they made out like uncontrollable teenagers until a pile of snow fell off from the branches and had them scattering like they’d been caught.
Now, Illyana maneuvers around a giant pile of snow they’d pushed together just in case one of them fell off the roof putting up the lights, going back and forth to make sure she has all the coils completely kink free and ready to go. They still need to test to make sure they work before they put them up, but Kitty was supposed to be back with their hot cocoa five minutes ago and she’s no where to be seen. Lockheed isn’t around, either, but she’s not surprised about that. He always finds somewhere more important to be once they start giving each other that look, with the smirks and the subtle once-overs. They’ll probably get shit for it from him later, but they give as good as they get from the stupid dragon.
Illyana’s so caught up in trying to get a knot out of one of the few remaining coils that she doesn’t hear Kitty come up, doesn’t see the devious little smirk that crosses her lips and doesn’t hear her set their cups down on the brick lip under the window or the snow crunching under her feet.
She’s so fixated that it doesn’t occur to her to look up until ————-
‘ INCOMING !! ’
The sorceress looks up just in time for their bodies to collide, Shadowcat’s arms locking around her waist as she tackles her straight into the pile of snow. It caves in under their combined weight and Kitty’s already laughing before Magik can even wipe the shock off her face. But then she’s laughing too and she immediately seizes her fiancee’s wrists in her arms and rolls over, sending them tumbling off the pile and into the Christmas lights. Their feet get caught up in the string Illyana’s already holding, getting them all wrapped them up in it as they go and it only gets worse once they roll onto the other coils and they find themselves with another mess to deal with.
But either they don’t care or it hasn’t hit them yet, because they’re both still laughing so hard their stomachs hurt and they’re trying to sneak kisses through their laughter, only to miss and laugh even harder still.
Maybe one day that decorating will get done.
