"Jeff"
"Jeff"
"Jeffie wake up!"

"Wha-what?" Jeff said as he begrudgingly welcomed the dim glow that was the morning sun. He turned his head painfully off his pillow to face his, far-to-happy-for-this-time-off-morning-boyfriend.
"It's snowing!" said Nick, excitingly jumping up and down on Jeff's bed, Jeff was still unsure of how he had not noticed him clamber on there. Getting up to have a look out the window Jeff finally noticed how cold it actually was. Braveing the coldness of the room he wandered to the windowsill to find that there was in fact a thick layer of snow covering Daltons gardens.

"Come on then!" Nick shouted across the room, throwing a pair of jeans at Jeff then running around the room in circles looking for other pieces of Jeff's clothing.

"Babe, it's freezing in here, you do know how cold it will be outside" Jeff tried reasoning, he would just rather be back in bed, it was after all 7:30 on a Saturday morning.

"When has that ever st- ahhhchooo- stopped us before?" Nick replied, voice breaking slightly.

"No way are you going out there! You're sick!" said Jeff as he walked over to his stuffed up boyfriend.

"But-"

"No buts! You are not going outside, you will just get sicker. Dude, it's not a good idea" he replied, lightly pushing Nick onto his bed.

"This isn't fair" stated Nick, sulking even when Jeff was tucking his sheets around him.

"Life isn't fair baby. The snow will be there when you're feeling better, I promise" Jeff reasoned again, this time taking his place beside Nick, wrapping his arms and placing a gentle kiss on the top of his head.

"Don't make promises you can't keep Jeffie" said Nick, as he buried himself further into his boyfriend, revelling in his sudden warmth.

"Would some hot chocolate make it sound more promising?" asked Jeff, eyebrow raised.

"Only if it comes with whipped cream on top" replied Nick as he smiled.

"Anything you want baby, anything you want"