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One of Jason's 'friends'

Summary: You accidentally meet some of Jason's family and friends by showing up to his apartment with bearings.

Soft!Jason Todd x gn!reader

A/N: EVEN MORE SOFT JASON WHO CHEERED?? And Tim is a hater, like me ofc- no but he's just being an annoying brother. Thought about a 6-7 joke but decided against it as funny as it would have been. And Dick and Jason share a moment at the end cause why not

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You knocked on the door, somehow with your arms and hands full.

The door opened shortly after revealing a woman in a wheelchair with vibrant orange hair and glasses that she adjusted as if she was inspecting you.

"Um... is Jason here?" You asked.

After a while, she smiled and let you in. "Nice to meet you, I'm Barbara."

"Hello," you nervously chuckled and told her your name.

"Babs, who was at the door?" A man came around the corner and looked at you suspiciously. "Who are you?"

Barbara answered for you. "Tim, be nice. Most likely a friend of Jason's with... a lot of gifts."

Tim laughed. "Jason and friend in the same sentence? I must be dreaming."

And finally Jason came into view, another man alongside him smiling politely at you.

Jason's expression softened as he looked at you. Something that did not unnoticed by his older brother. He took the tray from you and placed it on the counter.

You smiled and shrugged. "Stress baking."

"Figured. What'd you make this time?" He began to take the bags from you aswell.

"Your favorite, red velvet cupcakes." You answered. "Amongst other things."

"His favorite? Nah, Jason hates red velvet." Tim snorted.

Jason glared at Tim while Dick nudged him slightly, silently pleading not to press this further. Barbara looked on with am amusing look.

You glanced at Tim confused. "But, Jason eats everything I bake." You frowned. "You said you liked the cupcakes."

"And I do," Jason snapped at you unitentionally before immediately softening his voice as he maintained eye contact with you. "I do, I like your cupcakes, love them even. Love everything you bake."

"Even if I'm turning your kitchen into my bakery?" You asked.

"Especially if you're turning my kitchen into a bakery." Jason smiled softly. "What else did you bake?"

"I made cookies, so many cookies and brownies." You nodded. "I don't think you can eat them all by yourself."

"I totally could," Jason shook his head. "...you're just lucky I give them to kids when I'm on patrol." He mumbled. "They love them by the way, your cookies."

"Wait... they know about your nightly activities?" Dick asked.

"Of course, how did you think we met? He crashed through my window." You took out more contents from the bags.

"I didn't crash through your window- I landed on your fire escape." Jason corrected.

Tim ran his fingers through his hair. "Sounds like you totally crashed through their window, dude."

You giggled as Tim agreed with you. Jason, who was annoyed couldn't help but find your laughter endearing especially if it was at his expense.

"Well.. just keep that to yourself." Jason glanced at you.

"I didn't know you had a type, Jason. They seem so... much nicer than you." Barbara glanced at you with another smile.

"Yeah, like total opposites. That's definitely not what I look for in someone." Dick shrugged.

"We know Dick, your type is redheads." Tim glances at Barbara.

"He's not wrong," She snorted. "How's Kori anyway?"

"She's doing good." Dick nodded with a smile. "We're doing good, you know yesterday we painted our house-"

Jason cleared your throat. "You all can leave now."

"Leave now? But we were just having fun tormenting you." Tim smiled.

Jason caressed your wrist, the action alone saying more that he needed to.

"I'll see you on patrol tonight? Or not. Clearly you have more important things to tend to." Dick nodded in understanding.

Jason glanced at him and nodded. "Red Hood is... busy tonight."

Dick patted Jason on the shoulder and headed to the door, Jason followed him.

"If you need anything-" "I won't. But I suppose if the opportunity presented itself..." Jason trails off. "I guess I'll call you. And for the love of God, don't tell Kori."

Dick smiled. "I'll try not to, she would have a field day about this."

Jason looked at Dick. "I know..." He sighed. "I'm just not ready for that yet."

Dick nodded. "Don't worry about it then, just tell me when you're ready and let me handle the rest. I'm your big bro for a reason right?" He winked.

"Unfortunately." Jason smirked. "Now go, I have cupcakes to eat." He glanced back at you in the kitchen.

"I'm coming back tomorrow to grab one, don't even think about eating all of them." Barbara gave him a look.

Jason held his hands in surrender. "Alright alright, no need to threathen me."

As the others left, Jason made his way back to you. His smile immediately widening.

"So, how crazy was that? On a scale of one to ten." Jason asked.

"Definitely a 3. I'm surprised they didn't have that many questions." You wrapped your arms around him.

He looked down at you, immediately embracing you as well. You giggled even more in his embrace, somehow it making you feel more safe.

"That laugh... my favorite sound, always is." His knuckles although bruised seemed to have soften as it brushed your cheek.

Your breath hitched as you looked at him.

He kissed your forehead, tender and soft just as you make him feel.

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Welcome!

Hey guys I'm Wren and I'm a huge fan of the pwhl, more specifically montreal and vancouver but I do love all 12 teams.

PSA: End genocide, imperialism, and colonialism everywhere. Screw AI, use Ecosia more and google less. Any kind of bigotry isn't tolerated on my page.

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This blog will mainly contain reblogs of the victoire, the goldeneyes, the other teams, and women's sports as a whole.

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Sid request! Since he just got hurt maybe you going to see him in the locker room after he gets taken off the ice while the game is still going on? Or comforting him after when he realize he can’t play? Feel so bad for my baby rn

It'll Be Alright

Summary: You watch Sid get hurt at one of his games and you comfort him in the locker room.

A/N: He already has dead wife montages now oml I really do hope his injury isn't that serious/bad and he gets better soon.

Wasn't watching men's hockey at all during the course of the Olympics (just women's hockey and then curling) so idk how he got injured but we're just gonna roll with it.

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Fear

That ran through the course of your veins.

You saw him.

Slowly moving, there on the ice.

You were unsure what to do.

You didn't want to watch but you couldn't pull your eyes away from him.

You let out a sigh of relief when you saw the trainers help him off the ice and headed down the tunnel, presumably to the locker room.

You got up from your seat and headed down to the locker room.

The staff gave you curious glances but as soon as they saw the 87 on your back they understood.

Hesitantly, you waited outside the door. Your hand ready to knock when it opened by itself.

The medical staff nodded at you. "He's all yours."

You walked inside and your heart nearly broke at the sight of him.

His head was in his hands, deep in thought.

"Hey,"

Your voice, soft spoken immediately brought him out of this thoughts.

You always had a strange way of doing that, he'd tell you. Grounding him to reality when all else fails.

He looked up and his eyes found yours.

He wanted to get up and walk towards you, close the distance but his body wasn't allowing him to.

Sidney hated being seen as weak, especially in front of you.

You, much closer to him now placed your hand on your shoulder.

He wrapped him arms around you, burying his face in your midsection.

The tears he tried so hard to hide were the same ones you felt on your shirt in this very moment.

You rubbed his back soothingly as he cried.

Sidney wasn't a person that cried often, when he did it only meant it was personal

Reality soon seeped into his bones and was in every one of his waking thoughts.

He was supposed to lead the team- his team to gold and he gets injured now?

It wasn't supposed to go like this. Sidney always liked order, he liked being prepared.

He didn't like surprises, he especially hated this.

"I'm not playing the rest of the game." His voice, raspy as if it was his first time speaking.

If anything, he clinged onto you tighter.

"It may not look it right now," You pulled away and cupped his face, making eye contact with his tear stained eyes. "But things will get better and it's not the end of the world."

"Waited so long to come back," He leaned into your touch.

You nod. "I know, that's one thing I admire about you. Your patience."

Sidney smiled sadly at you. He realized what you were trying to get at, and he knew it was working.

"It's getting wearer by the day." He began to take off his gear.

You assisted him. "You'll push through, you always do."

"Only with you by my side." He glanced at you.

Couple of hours later, Sidney found himself in your arms.

One of the safest places he'd want to be.

After a while, you spoke.

"You know, I'm still proud of you."

He peaked his head from the crook of your neck.

"Really?"

You reached up and caressed his neck, the tension seemed to ease under your touch.

"Mhm, I'm proud of you when you win, I'm proud of you when you lose, and I'm proud of you even when you're injured."

Sidney's face softened at your words.

"It's the determination that I love about you, you're always to determined to play your best out there on the ice."

He couldn't believe that you had so much love for him just stored in your heart, he felt his eyes tear up.

"You wear the 'C' because you represent what a leader should be, you don't let anything hold you back. I could go on and on, but purely these traits you carry are also one of the many reasons why I fell in love with you."

You wiped the tear that rolled down his cheek. "Sorry, didn't mean to make you cry."

He shook his head. "It's fine, I just didn't think I'd ever mean this much to you. I'm always gone, I'm not worthy of anything you give me."

"You are worth so much more than you realize." You kissed his head. "And I choose you, you're the person I want to be with. Through the good, the bad, and the ugly."

Sidney let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. "You're amazing, always saying things I need to hear."

You smiled softly. "I just know you."

"I love you." He looked at you, his voice earnest.

You kissed his temple. "I love you. Now get some rest."

He settled yet again, his body covering yours.

As the night lulled you two to sleep, Sidney was comfortable and was in his favorite place.

Near you.

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anything kk PLEASE there is a content drought

maybe some kind of post game chill vibe but honest do whatever ur heart desires

Fangirl

Summary: You can't help but show your love for your girlfriend with every social media post.

A/N: people said they wanted more smaus from me so I'm gonna give them what they want. Fc is the amazing lola tung :] Her and Edwards are my new fav duo so yes, she makes a cameo.

I included a reference about mpp and stacey, but I will say I'm not saying kk is gay and I have no idea what her sexuality is and it's also just no one's business besides her and the people close to her.

The shipname pazzi refers to basketball players, Paige Bueckers and Azzi Fudd.

Comments + Reblogs are always appreciated!

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hey can u please write abt kk harvey but like heated rivalry plot more like them being teammates that dont like eachother maybe something abt an injury? Tysm!

I Don't Care

Summary: You and Caroline don't get along well... or that's what you thought.

A/N: never watched heated rivalry, but this request is good. Talk about some wlw heated rivalry, jeez these two need to tone it down.

Edwards make a cameo because she's my 🐐

Comments and reblogs are always appreciated!

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You were a decorated forward, and was projected to be a first rounder in the pwhl draft.

You got along with your team just fine... well except for her.

Caroline Harvey.

Top defender on the team, named captain in her final year and is projected to be the first pick in the draft.

Yet somehow, she irked your soul.

It was impossible for the two of you to actually hang out, like two peas in completely different pods(laila's words apparently).

Tonight however was game day and you were going against Ohio State.

You sat in your stall, for some reason it was right next to Caroline's.

Now that was unusual, your stall would normally be fall away.

Must have been a mistake

You were in the middle of tying up your skates, the rest of your gear already on.

"Don't let us down like last time."

You jumped lightly at the voice interuppting your silence, your face quickly turned into a scowl.

Smug as ever with the 'C' on her chest, Caroline put her jersey on.

She's referring to the shoot loss against Penn State, in which you had participated in and missed.

"Maybe next time, Coach should pick you for the shootout." You put your gloves on. "Maybe then you'd actually get some goals in."

"I'm too busy to do shootouts." She scoffed.

"Busy being on the bench?" You snickered as you exited the locker room.

Caroline grumbled under her breath.

The game started soon after, Ohio was faster but you and the team were faster.

Deep into the second, you had gained possession of the puck as it headed behind the net.

Caroline was also on the ice, her line being paired with yours.

Unfortunately for you however, you didn't notice someone was coming for you from behind.

A player from the opposing team checked you into the board, it was rather harsh.

You landed awkwardly and sorta just laid there for a bit, clutching your head in pain.

Caroline, wasn't sure what happened but when she saw you go down.

Her vision immediately turned to red, she shoved the player down.

Before she could get a punch in, she felt someone pulling her off.

It was Laila.

"I almost had her!" Caroline snapped.

Laila just glanced over in your direction as a response.

Laila didn't say anything, nor did she have to. Caroline knew what she meant, they always did.

She skated over and kneeled down infront of you.

And did something that shocked your teammates.

Caroline held your hand and gave it a firm squeeze.

You could barely process it all, first you were playing then you get checked hard, you're lying on the ice and the person you hated most on your team was holding your hand?

Yeah, you definitely had to be hallucinating.

Caroline whispered encouragement in your ear as she and the trainer helped you off the ice.

After the game, resulted in a 3 - 1 win.

You had officially placed on the Injury Reserve with a lower body injury but you also failed the concussion protocol.

You were making your way to your dorm when someone had called your name. It was Caroline.

You looked back at her. "I'm not really in the mood."

Her expression falters slightly as she caught up to you.

"I'm not here to tease," She shook her head. "Just wanted to see if you're alright after that hit."

You scoffed. "Alright? I just got back from injury just to be back on the shelf again. So, no, I'm not alright!"

Caroline frowned, her face showing a hint of guilt but also... no, concern? That's not possible.

Hesitantly, she placed her hand on your arm.

"Look," Caroline sighed. "I know we don't always see eye to eye and it's important that we do on the ice to win. Just because I don't like you doesn't mean I'm just gonna stand by and let some jerk hurt you. You're on my team, I protect my teammates and I will protect you. Whether you want it or not."

You nod slowly, you couldn't believe what you were hearing.

"You're the only one who truly gets to me and I hate how you do that, how I just let you in." She admits. "When you fell, I just couldn't let that slide. I couldn't let you get hurt, not again."

You nearly tensed at the reminder, of your past injury.

Caroline will always remember how long you lied there unmoving, her heart stayed still for just as long.

"So you... you care about me?" You asked.

Her jaw clenched at the question but relaxed in the same time frame.

"I care about my team." She says. "And that... that includes you."

"Right." You clutched your gear bag tighter.

That simple action reminded Caroline that you needed to get some rest, and she probably should as well.

She cleared her throat and stepped back, her confident demeanor returning. "Now go to bed, always so stubborn."

Caroline walked away, leaving you there in the hallway.

"Jerk." You muttered under your breath.

"Loser!" She shouts back.

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You've changed me... for the better

Summary: Jason doesn't do soft or love(totally not because he's terrible at it) for that matter... that was until he met you and melted away his cold demeanor.

A/N: Once again... another surprise! Idk what happened but I'm not complaining

Binged the first four episodes of red hood: resurrection, in july and it's so good and recently they just casted Babs soooo I'm very excited.

I never really was a fan of Batman or just anyone in the batfamily(grew up watching the arrowverse). And then Titans, yes the show had bad writing but I was just really happy about a teen titans live action at the time 😭 but despite red hood: resurrection being a fanmade show on YouTube, the writing is so much better. AND EPISODE FOUR ENDED ON A CLIFF HANGER- I BEG EVERYONE TO WATCH IT

I apologize if Jason is written OOC, I mean it when I say I don't know much about his personality- help is appreciated..

Update: WE'RE GETTING A SEASON TWO OF RH:R YESSSSSSSSSSSS

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Gotham.

The city that so desperately needs help that only people in masks can help more than the damn police.

Maybe that's why when you heard a loud thump followed by a groan and saw Red Hood on your fire escape in the middle of the night, you let him in.

He had a couple of bruises and broken ribs but declared he didn't need your help or any questions you had for him.

"Just need a place to lay low for the night," He had grumbled under his breath.

Leaving no room for discussion as he got himself comfortable on your couch. You got him a blanket with a simple nod and that was that.

When you woke up on the morning, he was gone and he didn't use the window, no thank you or anything just left a note on the kitchen counter.

You need a new lock - RH

You looked at the note in confusion before heading to the front door and realized someone had tampered with it, securing it more tightly, more safely.

That was almost three weeks ago, now Red Hood is back at your apartment. You're giving him stitches on his ribs.

"This is gonna hurt." You told him.

"Just get it over with." He groans.

"Okay." You instantly applied the rubbing alcohol, making Red Hood bite down on his tongue.

"Fuck," He cursed under his breath. Usually that would be due to the pain but really, he couldn't take his eyes away from you.

Nearly a whole month he has gotten to know you, he realized a few things.

You often fall asleep to watching reruns of criminal minds. You also have a cat named Mr. Darcy that gets his fur everywhere and you're too bothered to clean it most days.

His favorite thing about you is that when he comes over and sleeps on your couch after the two of have bid farewell, you come back out quietly to tuck him in property and give him a slight peck on the head(well helmet, yes he sleeps with it on)... it's almost funny cause you always think he's asleep when you do it.

He couldn't handle being away from you.

Red Hood thinks he pays too much attention to you as a matter of fact, he's been too deep into thought that he didn't even notice you finished the stitching and been trying to get his attention.

"You've gone all quiet on me again." You looked at him. "What's going on in that head of yours?"

"Nothing just... don't you ever wondered what my name is or what I look like? I'm practically a stranger to you." It felt like he was lying through his teeth but he did wonder... you seem so calm.

"Nope, not any of my business." You shrugged, stood up, and began to walk away. "Make sure you take it easy." Was something you always say to him, even now.

It may not seem like it but he does try his best to listen to you. In his opinion, he's more scared of facing your wrath that anyone he works with.

"Jason." The words left his mouth before he realized, he froze on the spot awaiting your reaction.

You looked back at him, waiting for him to continue. "My name- it's Jason."

You nodded. "Well then, goodnight Jason."

Jason looked at your retreating figure, and thought "that's it? He just told you his name and you didn't even bat an eye... well it is 3am."

Jason mumbled to himself before falling asleep, holding onto your couch afraid it would leave him too.

The next few months, yes months Jason showed you what he looked like and deep down he appreciated that you never showed judgement or disgust towards him.

You made him feel like he mattered. Jason didn't know whether he should find relief at that or be terrified but for now, he's fine choosing the first option.

You leaned back on your couch. "You know, Anthony Bridgerton is quite the romantic."

The two of you were watching Bridgerton not exactly what the two of you had in mind but Netflix sure did deliver.

Jason chuckled. "You're kidding, Mr. Darcy is far much better."

You looked at him as if he had two heads. "Cmon, 'You are the bane of my existence and the objects of all my desires."

Jason mimicked Mr. Darcy. "You have bewitched me, body and soul."

Your eyes sparkled in the moonlight as he quoted Pride and Prejudice, he was a lost of words. Speechless.

You asked. "You're not gonna finish the rest of the quote?"

"Of course not, you know it already." Jason regained his composure and scoffed.

You rolled your eyes. "Whatever." You turned the regency era show back on.

After you watched a couple of more episodes, and laughed at the amount of scandals the bridgertons get into.

You two bid each other goodnight and you headed to your room. Jason of course, gets comfortable on the couch as always.

"I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on." Jason mumbled to himself as drifted off to sleep.

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Hiii saw that your requests are open! Can you do a Jason Todd x reader one where the reader is having a lot of body image issues and is feeling very insecure

My Beautiful Partner

Summary: You've been feeling down about your body image and Jason won't have any of it.

A/N: Hypeman!Jason Todd at your service anon! Originally was gonna be titled My Beautiful Girl then remembered I keep things gender neutral around here lol idk it's more easier this way.

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You've gained weight. It was hard not to notice it.

The stretch marks covering your waist to your legs and the jeans you used to fit only grew colder the longer you left it in the closet.

One of the first questions that came to mind.

"Did Jason notice?"

You sighed.

There a knock on the door.

"Hey, babe, you alright in there?" Jason's voice came from the other side of the door.

"Your food is getting cold."

You cleared your throat as you tried your best to smooth out your clothes.

"I'll be out soon." You told him.

Didn't stop the tears from clouding your eyes as well as your judgement.

You let out a small sniffle, Jason caught it.

He knocked on the door again, softer this time.

"Baby?" Jason whispered. "Baby, please don't cry. Open up the door for me."

His voice was consistent but mainly pleading with you.

"Can't." You whimpered.

"At least tell me what's wrong, that's the best you can do." He pleaded.

"I gained weight." You revealed. "I can't fit anything and soon you're gonna want someone skinnier and you'll leave me."

Jason swore he felt his heart break, he loved you. Probably more than average, obsessed with you.

He finds it hard to believe that you think he'll leave you because you gained weight.

The bitter taste evolved in your mouth as the silence strayed on.

He heard the familiar click of the door unlocking, while he was relieved he was also unsure if you even wanted him to come in there with you.

He knew his size could be overwhelming or intimidating but this wasn't about him, not physically at least.

It was about you, one of the only good things in his life that had managed to stay consistent.

Jason didn't see it but he felt how vulnerable you were, with the quiver and the unsteadyness in your voice.

These insecurities have been eating at you... for a while and Jason has never felt more like a fool for not recognizing it sooner.

The way you tugged down the sleeves of your shirt or how you always wore hoodies even when it wasn't needed to when you refused to eat your favorite meal that he cooked all because 'you weren't that hungry'.

The guilt slowly began to creep into his veins and was ignored, he couldn't possibly think about himself right now when you needed him more.

Jason turned the knob and opened the door, his eyes locked onto yours in an instant. The tear stains that dried up on your cheeks was enough for him to crack.

He walked over to you, not caring about your appearance or protests and hugged you tight.

Your jeans may still have been unbuttoned but in his eyes, Aphrodite couldn't even come close to the amount of beauty you hold.

His hand rubbing your back continued to ground you as Jason broke the silence.

"I'll always love you and choose you in every lifetime." He looked down at you, his gaze intense.

"Your body changing won't make me leave, not then, not now, not ever."

Your bottom lip trembled as you took in his words.

"But... don't you want someone skinner?" Your voice cracked. "Someone who doesn't cry because they can't fit in their jeans."

Jason scoffed. "Not really, no. If they aren't you, I don't want them."

"You promise?" You whispered.

"I promise, on my life." Jason caressed your cheek. "Besides, you look good, really good. Ethereal even." He kissed your head.

You finally wrapped your arms around him and leans into your touch.

"Could probably still benchpress you too." Jason mumbled. "Want more compliments, baby? I'll keep them pg even, and that's huge."

You let out a small scoff at that, the first positive reaction from you all morning.

"You never keep anything pg." You shook your head.

He chuckled. "That's true, but I'm trying to be nice, for you, my beautiful partner, my baby."

You hid your face in his chest, unknowingly gave him a real good look at your behind, he let a low whistle.

In response, you punched him playfully in the chest. "You perv."

He chuckled. "I didn't even say anything."

"You didn't have to, you were silent which means you were totally staring." You rolled your eyes.

"Guilty as charged." Jason looked you up and down with a smirk and shook his head. "Let's go get you some new clothes first before I lose my mind."

"I could always just borrow yours," You suggested.

Jason gave you a warning look. "No way."

You frowned. "Why not?"

Jason stated the obvious. "You always say borrow yet somehow I never get them back."

"I don't know what you're talking about." You stepped beside him and exited the bathroom.

"Kleptomaniac." He muttered under his breath. "I'm in love with a kleptomaniac."

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Build A Snowman

Summary: You find out that your girlfriend, Clarisse has never built a snowman.

A/N: this was originally about carving pumpkins but I changed it. Kinda made her soft, I apologize for that. I don't really know her that well enough to write her accurately but I'm trying my best!

Tags - @lush-escape.

Clarisse wouldn't admit it but you were probably one of her favorite people, if not her favorite person ever.

You two walked side by side, hand in hand as the snow continued to fall to the ground.

Your cousin, Oliver had run off to make snow angels.

"Wanna join him?" You glanced at Clarisse.

She scoffed. "That's child's play."

Despite her words and your great impression of puppy eyes.

She found herself in the snow, waving her arms and legs in back and forth motion.

Surprisingly, it was very difficult for Clarisse to say no to you.

Oliver laughed loudly between the two of you.

"This is so much fun!" He exclaims.

You laughed beside him. "It's always fun. What about you, Clarisse?"

She rolled her eyes, that did nothing to hide the smile off her face however.

"It's a way to spend time together." Clarisse sighed.

Oliver giggled. "That means she finds it fun, right?"

"Yep, exactly that Oliver." You agreed.

Clarisse grumbled. "You two are the worst."

After a while of making snow angels, an idea sparked in your head.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" You looked at Oliver.

His face lit up like a child on Christmas day. "Yeah, can we? Please."

You nod.

Clarisse looked between the two of you, utterly confused.

"What are you two talking about?" She questioned.

"We're building a snowman." You sat up.

Oliver had already gone up and left, making one big ball for the bottom of the snowman.

"I understand that, but what's a snowman and why do we have to build it?" Clarisse takes your hand. "Can't we just make other people do it?"

You chuckled at her questions. "It's more fun this way, building a snowman are just another way to have fun in the snow."

"I did it!" Oliver panted. "One big ball of snow, at your service."

You looked at Clarisse. "Shall we help him finish?"

In a rare occurrence, Clarisse found herself hesitant but atlas she nods.

Together, the three of you worked together to build a snowman.

After many trials of error, and slips to falls. You finally planted the carrot into the snowman.

Finishing it off.

"So, what should we name it?" You glanced at the two of them.

Oliver let out a small shrug while Clarisse mumbled, "Nikos."

You smiled. "Nikos. What a perfect name, great thinking, Clarisse."

She practically beamed at your praise. "It stands for victory in Greek."

Oliver tugged on your pants leg. "Can we go home now? I'm freezing!"

Several hours later in the evening, you had put Oliver to bed.

You and Clarisse were sat in the living room by the fireplace.

Some random sitcom was on tv but you couldn't bring yourself to pay attention.

"Well, today was fun." You sat down on the couch.

"It was."

Her response was sharp and quick, making you raise an eyebrow.

"Something wrong?"

"No, just... we built a snowman." She says, as if it makes any sense.

You tilt your head in confusion. "So?"

"I had never built one before." She admits, sipping her hot chocolate. "Not until today."

Your gaze on her softened. "And did you like it?"

A small smile began to slowly creep on Clarisse's face.

"I did," She sighed. "I enjoyed it, spending time with Oliver... and you. Makes me feel like I'm wanted by someone for once."

You rested your head on her shoulder, embracing her rare moments of vulnerability.

"You always have a home here." You pecked her shoulder.

Clarisse didn't respond, instead she just wrapped an arm around you as the warmth of the fireplace continued to spread.