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[hfsnathan-blog]

Baby It's Cold Outside • Sathan

The boy woke up by the buzzing feeling of his phone right next to him, a groan leaving his mouth as he turned around a little. "Gotta be kiddin' me," Nathan muttered, nuzzling into the girl's neck who laid right next to him, his lips wandering over the skin. Nate's eyes still closed as he turned his phone off and threw it somewhere in the room, hearing it smack on the ground but couldn't care less about it -- just hoped that the screen wouldn't crack, didn't want to buy his third phone this year. He didn't even remember why the hell he decided to set an alarm, why he wanted to wake up before Summer in first place until the date of today started to come up in his mind. It was Christmas. December the 25th, the day that Summer had been waiting for what like seemed forever, had forced him into decorating the massive staircase, put up a tree in the library and even the living room -- he could still see the surprised face of mrs. Finnley in his mind when she noticed that they were putting up the Christmas lights, had seen the little twinkle in her eyes and the slight smile that played on her lips, how she seemed to be relieved. First Nate didn't really understand why she had that smile, maybe thought that she was just happy she didn't have to do it herself, but then he realized that they never really had Christmas decorations up and it was all thanks to Summer -- thinking that this was the reason for the smile on the woman's face.

"You gotta wake up, Sunshine," Nate whispered in the brunette her ear - his voice husky, an arm around her waist as he pulled her in a little closer, kissing her temple. As Nate said the words, his eyes were still closed, having a hard time himself to wake up, no idea what time it actually was, but guessed that it was just a little before eight. "No actually, you gotta wake me up." The boy yawned and rubbed in his eyes, pulling the blanket a little up, would prefer it to just lay in bed the whole day and do nothing, but knew that there were things on the schedule, things that Summer wanted to do and although Nate didn't really have a clue what any of those were, he would follow her without even hesitating, follow her lead, knowing it'd be better than those fancy dinners without doubting. As the boy tried to wake up by himself, he slightly opened his eyes, squeezing them a little together, let his hand go through his hair and bit his lip, taking a look around the messy room, clothing thrown in the corner, drawings crumpled into balls on the floor and open school books lying everywhere, you could hardly still see the carpet because of it. Taking a peak out of the window, Nathan noticed a slight change in the weather, making him smirk; White flakes slowly falling down on the yet unseen ground. "It's snowing," The boy concluded as he watched the sight, "looks like we're having a white December after all." Nate continued talking, playing with the girl's hair as he said the words and turned his head to the side. "Merry Christmas, Sunshine."

[alaskascottxo]

Baby It's Cold Outside | Open Para

The bitterness of the night air started to make Alaska regret her decision of exiting out onto the terrace, away from the beautifully decorated room that was bursting with life just behind the glass doors. The temperature had dropped rapidly over night meaning the sky was beginning to fill itself with the smallest drops of snow, which strangely excited Alaska. That joyful Christmas spirit still hadn't found it's way to her, if anything the opposite had happened; the negative feeling towards the occasion that many carried around with them had somehow rubbed off on her, so to feel the familiar buzz in her blood stream as she watched the white fluff begin to settle on the floor was extremely unexpected, highly overdue, and certainly welcomed.

Regardless of the icy weather enveloping around her, Alaska felt, as cliche as it was, warm on the inside. Thing's were finally starting to look up for once. But her skin begged to differ, mini shivers shooting down her spine every so often (the Chinese lanters hung around not providing much heat or doing anyone any favours) pleading with her to go back to where the heat and sweat of too many bodies cramped into a room waited for her, but she wasn't ready yet. It wasn't that Alaska was having a bad night, because for once she wasn't, far from it. The girl was on all time high, feeling happier than she had done in awhile. She was just in no party mood, seeing as all the Exchange parties consisted of was alcohol, drama, and usually heartbreak. The terrace felt like a much safer place to peacefully settle herself, plus, most of the food was placed out here on the tables anyway, which was the only thing she cared about. 

Not too far in the distance from where Alaska sat, was the town square, the biggest Christmas tree Alaska had ever laid eyes on sat bang in the middle, circled by hundreds of people waiting for, what looked to be, the lights to be turned on. Alaska couldn't understand why China had left it so long to do so, or why such a big thing was being made of it -- Alaska had only seen so many people come together, excited like that, in the street on TV, but it was usually for things like New Years in London or Times Square, not for a few Christmas Lights to be switched on. But either way, the sight enticed her, and she found herself wanting to be in the mist of the crowd. The screen beside the tree was counting down, and as of then it read nine minutes and forty-seven seconds, which Alaska prayed would be just enough time for her to reach the event. The slippery metal stairs leading down to the street wouldn't be too dangerous for her to attempt, as they was only on the second level up of the hotel. But, as Alaska pulled at the small gate labelled "fire exit" she found it was no use, the thing wouldn't budge. Putting all her energy and concentration into forcing the thing open, the brunette was oblivious to the stranger who had joined her outside.