Okay, I started this because I'm alwas writing things that are too short to be oneshots and don't have enoug substance to be continued, so I decided to dump them all here. Enjoy!

Title: Leon Likes Snow

Rating: K+

Pairing: LeonxCloud

Summary: Leon needs to cool off, and ends up too cold for his liking. Cloud is there to warm him up.

Word Count: 409

Written To: New Radicals

Author's Lame Excuses: Because I like Teacher!Leon and Teacher!Cloud. And boarding schools are fun.

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Leon sighed as he picked his way through the snow. He hadn't planned on coming outside in the bitter cold, but he had just been so angry at that stupid brat he needed to get away for a bit—and outside was the place to do it. It wasn't really the kid's fault he knew, he couldn't help her ignorance, but it still pissed him off. He scowled bad-temperedly. The weather had unfortunately done nothing to improve his mood, only made him cold and even more irritable than before.

He pulled his thick coat closer around him with a shiver, still several yards away from the large brick boarding school that promised heat and dry clothes. It was far too long a walk back, in his opinion, but he was the one who had gone out in the first place. His scowl deepened. Damn his short temper—why had he become a teacher again? Oh yeah. He loved kids. Damn it all to hell! He finally reached the thick steel and Plexiglas door into blessed warmth. He had a new mission now—dry clothes.

Hurrying past his students and fellow teachers alike, he ignored them all in favour of getting to his rooms in record time. He arrived soon enough; they weren't that far into the building. Teachers' quarters were generally small, cozy sets of rooms, consisting of a tiny sitting room and a single bedroom with and adjoining bathroom. Those few who were married to a fellow teacher and lived with their spouse got a slightly larger living space and a walk-in closet. He was one of those people. Speaking of which, he jumped slightly at the feeling of warm, comforting arms wrapping around him from behind and that familiar, slightly concerned voice in his ear.

"Hun, you're all wet!" Cloud exclaimed, turning him around gently and examining his flushed, wind-whipped cheeks and slightly running nose.

"Kids got to you, huh? I've told you a thousand times you shouldn't go out when it's this cold! Just come back here," he reprimanded his husband gently, pressing their lips together in a soft kiss. Leon sighed.

"I know, babe. You know I'm impulsive," he told the blonde. Cloud nodded.

"I know. Come on, let's get you dry."

Cloud led him in the direction of the bathroom and Leon smirked inwardly. He would never stop going out in the cold for the sole reason that it led to fantastic let's-get-warmed-up sex.

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