Snow Wings… (Felix Christmas/Winter Special) (Patreon)

“So…” Felix starts, staring down at the perfectly crisp blanket of glittering snow that spreads out in a white wave all around us. “What do we do?”

“You sure you want to do this?” I ask, stamping my boots on the doorway to get rid of some of the snow before heading outside of the Warehouse to stand beside him. “It’s going to get cold.”

“Pfft,” he splutters, waving a dismissive hand before tucking it straight back into the warmth of his coat pocket. “I can deal with cold.”

I stare over him as his body shivers. “Uh huh.”

He rolls his eyes, takes a step closer towards me and tucks his hand into the crook of my elbow to drag me further outside. The chill air wallops my chest, and I shudder a breath as I try to adjust.

“I’ve met angels, you know,” he says, staring at the blanket of white again with a brow raised before looking back at me. “How are we going to make one out of this?”

My brow arches. “You’ve met an angel? An actual angel?”

“Sure. A few, actually.” He shrugs. “And let me tell you, they don’t really seem the type to go frolicking about in the snow. Not that they’re not fun, just…in their own way.”

I chuckle, warmed by Felix’s remaining touch on my arm. “You’ll have to introduce me some time.”

“Fine, fine.” He steps forward, his hand slipping out of my arm to gesture at the carpeted ground. “So, where do we start?”

“Well,” I say, tugging my coat further about me, “you start by falling into the snow—”

SPLAT!

“…Generally not face first, but that works too.” I stare down at him as he’s spread-eagled into the snow.

He rolls onto his back with a grin making his eyes glimmer and the dusting of snow on his long lashes making them sparkle. “Oh man, I love snow.” His teeth begin to chatter. “Now what?”

I fall backwards down beside him, thankful the fresh snowfall is like a pillow against my impact. “Just wave your arms and legs about like this.” I begin to spread my arms and legs out and then in, pushing the snow to the side.

He observes me for a few seconds before beginning the motions himself. 

When the cold is seeping up my spine and threatening to bite through my clothing, I stand up. “Now let’s have a look.”

Felix bounces up to stand beside me, and we both stare down at our handiwork.

“Pretty impressive,” he remarks with another smile. “I get the angel thing now.”

I give a laugh. “Doubt it compares to the real thing.”

“Not even close, but I prefer these anyway,” he replies with a chuckle. “And now back inside.” His hand slips into mine and tugs.

I pull against it in confusion. “Already?”

“Yeah.” His head cocks to one side, mischief making his amber eyes gleam. “If I don’t get to kiss every snowflake off your gorgeous face and body, then what was the point in all of this?” He then throws me a wink that burns away any remnants of cold.