Who whoo. This is SparkleWolf writing. If you haven't guessed by now all of these other short, amazing, stories are written by Glitter Giraffe. My equally, if not more, talented partner in crime. Anyway, cute story time.

**IMAGINE YOURSELF**

"(Y/N)!" (Y/B/N) whined as you danced circles around him in the middle of the street. The road you two were on was a block away from his house and it was in a quaint neighborhood, so cars rarely sped by. And when they did it was at a lazy pace. "Give it back!"

Instead of obeying his command you decided to do the opposite and ran farther down the street, the white fuzz ball at the end of the Santa hat you had stolen from him thumped against your back. All day at school, since the moment you had seen him wearing it, the two of you had been snatching it from the other's head left and right. The game had continued throughout the day and since the two of you walked home together you saw no reason why it shouldn't continue after school as well.

"I said give it back!" He yelled, as if he were angry. But he was laughing with you. "I'm serious, (y/n)!" A car buzzed towards you from down the street and you both ran to nearest yard, since there were no sidewalks on this street.

Looking back on it you would realize that this was, in fact, his yard. But at that particular moment your main focus was keeping the hat from him.

An amount of time that you didn't know later a rock seemingly magically emerged from the earth below and you tripped, tumbling to the ground. Without any hesitation he dove down, careful as not to land on you. With a quick move he locked your wrists to the ground with his own hands.

"Darn those wrestling lessons." You cursed with a grin. He shifted his weight to the left to that so that he could use his right hand to get the hat you flipped him over. Now he was on the ground and you straddled his waist. Unfortunately for you the hat had fallen off in the process and your wild hair blew in the winter breeze.

Neither of you noticed those two facts, however, because your (y/e/c) eyes were trained on his (y/b/e/c) ones.

"You know I have a present for you." He smiled up at you.

"It's not Christmas yet." You quirked your head to the side with curiosity.

Before he said anything else he pressed his lips to yours. As he pulled away something gentle and white fluttered to your nose. Looking up you realized it was snowing.

"Merry early Christmas, (y/n)." He whispered into your ear as you lay on the ground with him, cuddling into his side as it snowed above you two.