It's Always Been You || Stiles Stilinski

Chapter 82 - Catching Snowflakes

Stiles walks out onto the front porch coming to stop behind me as I'm leaning my stomach against the railing, my fingers tapping the wood lightly.

He sets his hands on my waist and leans forward, resting his chin on my shoulder.

I hear him breathe in deeply, letting the cool crisp air chill his lungs before he makes a little noise of content and brings his face closer to mine, kissing me on my cheek loudly.

I chuckle and turn my head, resting my chin on my shoulder as I connect our gazes and watch as his smile grows even brighter "Hey gorgeous, why are you standing in the freezing cold?"

I shrug my shoulder and look back out to the view of the snowy backyard lawn making the entire space glow a bright white "It's all part of the experience of snow"

Stiles makes a noise and grabs my hands, earning him to suck in a sharp breath "Fuck Adds, your hands are freezing!"

I smile sheepishly as I mutter softly "I was going to go in and grab gloves– but I got distracted?"

Rolling his eyes playfully he scoffs and goes inside, coming back a few minutes later with a mug of steaming hot liquid.

I offer him a grateful smile as he hands me the mug and I breathe in deeply, causing a moan to fall from my lips as the sweet smell of peppermint and white chocolate fills my nose.

Stiles smirks and reaches into his jacket pocket, pulling out my beanie and a scarf that he proceeds to wrap around my neck before making sure the beanie is snug on my head as he informs "I attempted to recreate your favorite Christmas coffee order since they're probably closed today with the snow."

"It's perfect babe, thank you" I smile over the rim of the mug while Stiles returns my smile and puts on his own gloves and beanie. He pulls the collar of his jacket higher up on his neck before he sets his hands on my shoulders and turns me back towards the railing, guiding me back where I was standing before.

He walks up behind me, presses his front flush with my back and wraps his arms around my middle, resting his chin on my shoulder again "There, enjoy away now that you're somewhat at a level above hypothermia status"

I giggle softly and place the mug onto the railing, earning Stiles to immediately protest "Pick that mug back up and heat your hands or I'm taking you inside–"

"Don't threaten me with a good time–" I quip earning Stiles to snort before I continue "Calm down sparky– the mug is too hot to hold. So now it can still act as a heater without burning my palm as I try to hold it."

"Fair enough" I hear him whisper next to my ear, placing a kiss against my temple that I lean into as he tightens his hold around my waist.

We stay like that for a few more moments, content in watching the snow falling and making this holiday season absolutely magical.

I lift my head from his shoulder and bring the mug to my lips, taking a sip of the delicious seasonal beverage he duped perfectly "Mmmmm– well this is Christmas in a cup."

Stiles makes a noise of agreement and gently rocks us back and forth once I set the mug back onto the railing.

Stiles places his lips against my temple, murmuring against my skin "I'll be right back, gorgeous."

I offer a small nod with his words before Stiles walks back inside, me watching his retreating back and smiling softly at him.

I walk over to the porch door, bending forward to slide my feet into my rain boots resting beside it. I take a step, chuckling at my gloves resting on the arm of the chair against the house and slide those on too.