🐚 Snowball war 🐚
For a few days now heavy snowfall descended upon Linkon City, and you're so excited over it. Winter is your most favorite season, and finally you could have some fun in the snow.
As soon as the snowfall stopped you head over to Whitesand Bay to visit your favorite artist. You haven't seen Rafayel for a few days now, and it's time you drag your fishy out of his huge mansion.
You find him painting on a middle-sized canvas, the surrounding room a complete mess as always. The windows are closed tightly, and the wintry sun dips the room in a bright light, illuminating the slender figure of the Lemurian in an ethereal light.
"Hey Rafayel!" you call out, making the painter shift on his easel and facing you, paintbrush still between his long fingers.
"Hey, what's up, buttercup?" he greets you back, a bright smile on his face. "Want to inspect my newest painting?"
"Well, not actually." you respond, smiling back at him and brimming with anticipation for your time with him.
"Huh?" came his immediate reaction, followed by that adorable pouting of his. Crossing his arms over his chest, Rafayel grumbled "So you're telling me, that you stayed away from me for days and when you finally show off you don't even want to see my latest work?" he continues, looking away from you "should have known that you're forgetting who and what I am so fast."
Giggling over his ridiculous antics, you close the distance to him, laying your hands on his crossed arms. "Of course I'm going to take a look at the newest masterpiece, created by the most talented artist of all time." you praise him, not without a laughter in your voice. „But I came here for another reason, you silly puffer fish. It snowed outside, haven't you recognized?"
Now a crimson hue has spread over Rafayels face at your praising, his ears all red. And surprised he turns to look out to one of the top to bottom windows in his studio.
"Snow?" he mumbles, „no wonder it has been so calm and bright recently."
You roll your eyes, of course he didn't notice. When Rafayel is working, everything else vanishes around him and only his work stays on his mind.
"Come one, bundle up. I want to take you out for a stroll." you impatiently pull him on his wrist to the closet in his bedroom.
Several minutes later, the Lemurian had thrown on a warm coat and some boots, ready to head out with you.
"Rafayel, I don't know if I should envy you for looking like you sprung out of a Fashion magazine every time or just admiring your handsomeness..." you let your gaze wander over his delicate choice of clothing.
With a smug smile he walks over to you, putting one of your hair strands behind your ear. "When it comes to you, I prefer you just admire me."
You blush at his words, and without commenting at his flirty approach, you turn towards the doorstep, pulling him on his cuffs with you. "Let's go already!"
Rafayel chuckles lightly, but lets himself guide out into the cold winter day.
You two are walking at a leisurely pace through a snowy path, not far away from the beach. You can still hear the waves crashing against the shore, but through the thick layer of snow everything sounds muffled. Your footsteps make crunching sounds, and your breaths leave small clouds in the serene chilly air.
"It's beautiful out here." Rafayel sighs, walking beside you. „I never before admired this season as much as I do with you now." he states in a calm voice, tinted with a faint sorrow.
You didn't know where this sadness suddenly came from, but you won't let him linger in that feeling. This shouldn't be about heavy thoughts, you want him to have fun in the snow. And you are determined to make him laugh again.
And with a quick dip of your gloved hands in the snow beside you in the ground, you throw some loose mass into his tall body.
"Hey? What are you doing?" he shouts alarmed, sending an offended gaze towards you.
Snickering you throw another load of fluffy white flakes in his direction, this time more packed. And after another startled second Rafayel takes on the challenge and you two are now in a heavy snowball fight.
Running along the path, squinting and jumping to avoid each other's attacks, the white mass just flies between you both for a couple of minutes, escorted by giggling and heartfelt laughter if some soft balls hit their goals.
And soon every inch of your clothes are stained white with all the snow gluing onto you and Rafayel. And with a final blow something soft and cold lands directly in your face, blinding you for a moment. Rafayel uses this distraction to tackle you onto the snow, and you helplessly fall into the ground within his shielding embrace. His laughter fills the air, as you desperately try to free your sight and frozen face.
"Hey, miss bodyguard. Let me help you." as he sits up with you in his lap, brushing the remaining wet stuff from beneath your eyes. As soon your sight is clear again, you are greeted with his flashing smile and sparkles in his unique sunset eyes.
"Guess I won." he states with a proud wink, and you hit him on the shoulder.
"That was quite malicious, you meanie!" this time you're the one pouting.
"Well, all is fair in love and war." he smiles smugly at you unimpressed from your punch and still with his hands on your cheeks, caressing the cold reddened skin.
Rafayel isn't wearing gloves like you, but instead of frozen hands his fingers are soothingly warm. And this warmth is now seeping into your skin, and you unconsciously lean into it.
His gaze slips onto your lips for a second and with a mischievous twinkle in that blueish-pink orbs, he leans in, resting his forehead to yours.
"Shouldn't I be rewarded for beating my precious Miss bodyguard on this snowy battlefield, or should I rather make it up to you for my ambush?" he whispers, now with a hushed and smoky voice.
You gulp, suddenly nervous and very aware of his proximity.
One of his arms sneak around your waist, pulling you closer to his chest. The other hand is still resting on your cheek as he lifts his head from yours, only to lock you in a mesmerizing gaze. And with a slight tilt of his head, his mouth sinks onto yours, grazing your lips with a light movement.
Closing your eyes you ease into him, welcoming his soft plush lips on yours, reciprocating and deepening the gentle kiss.
And as the fresh falling snowflakes sink onto the ground, the two bodies sink into each other.
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