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I took a deep breath as my warms hands made contact with the doorknob. I swallowed and turned the knob, the cold breeze of Christmas smacking me in the face the moment I stepped onto my porch. My eyes widened and I shivered lowly, my teeth clanking together as I reached my bare hand out to shut the door to my house. After the door clicked, I let out a deep sigh. My warm breath became visible to me as it mixed with the freezing cold air and created a white fog. I shivered again before rolling down my sleeves so that they covered my fists, shoving them into the pockets of my black pullover.

"Ugh.. shit... I didn't think it'd be this f-fucking cold..." I cursed through my clenched teeth towards nobody in particular. "W-why the hell don't I own anything h-heavier... dammit."

'There I go, talking to myself again... idiot.' I spoke in my head this time before slowly making my way to the porch steps. I exhaled once more as I slowly walked down each step, one foot slowly following behind the other. I stood at the very last step, which might I add was only the third step down, before I lowered my head to look at the glistening white snow that covered every single inch of the ground. I always had this habit of taking in the scenery and absorbing everything around me inch by inch. Even if I hated the feeling of it, I still couldn't allow myself to vaguely acknowledge my surroundings and move on. That just wasn't a thing I viewed as possible.

I sighed, squatting down on the step with my knees pressed up against my chest. I scooped up a handful of snow into my hand and examined it. It was cold, wet, and nostalgic. I looked to my left and then to my right, making sure that nobody was watching me. Upon realizing that nobody else was outside at 7:30 A.M on Christmas Wednesday, I slowly put the snow up to my lips. That's when I decided to fuck everything and quickly shove the whole handful of snow into my mouth in a rather child-like manner. I shut my eyes and laughed to myself as the cold, crushed up ice melted inside of my mouth. It quickly turned into ice water before I swallowed every last drop.

Okay, I know what you're thinking.

"YOU WERE JUST FREEZING YOUR ASS OFF, WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU EAT SNOW?!"

OKAY, I UNDERSTAND WHERE YOU'RE COMING FROM... but... I've still always had a childish habit of eating snow. Sometimes I'd scoop it up in a cup and put chocolate syrup or hot fudge on it, and other times I'd eat it straight out of my hand. I stopped playing in the snow a year after my father left, but I've still always taken the time to at least admire the beauty of it.

The irony of it, though, is that at often times the snow fills me with complete frustration. It's just sticky, wet, cold piles of ice with no purpose what-so-ever. I often wonder why I even started caring about the shit in the first place... but then, sometimes it gives me a completely different feeling. Sometimes...

"Come on, daddy, let's go play in the snow~ ehehe!"

I stared into snow, completely absorbing myself into nothing but whiteness. My child-like expression quickly faded as memories began to cloud up my mind. I didn't move for what felt like a long time. I could feel myself fighting back tears. 'God, why am I so fucking bipolar today..?' I continued to silently think to myself as usual before crossing my arms over my knees and burying my head in them. 'Why the fuck am I even out here anyway? I completely forgot what I'm supposed to even be...' And that's when a sudden bolt of realization hit me.

"Red!" I gasped out loud before immediately jolting up and jumping off of the porch step. I quickly started dashing through the snow. On a one horse open sleigh... over the fields we... no. No, I need to stop.

I quickly ran over to the sidewalk, which was the only thing not covered in multiple inches of Jack Frost's diarrhea, before stopping dead in my tracks. 'Wait... why the fuck am I running?!' I questioned myself, wondering why the hell I was suddenly so eager to RUN my ass down to Pallet.

I rolled up the sleeve of my black hoodie up to look at my watch... my not-dorky-at-all pikachu themed watch. '8:00... are you bloody kidding me? I was really spacing out for that long?!' I inwardly complained to myself again.

"Oh well.. I guess his ass will just have to wait an extra 15 minutes." I whispered with a snicker, rolling my eyes despite the fact and smiling as I did so. I reached behind my head and pulled my black hood over my messy (h/c) hair, lowering it so that it covered my whole forehead. I then rolled my sleeves back down so that they covered my hands that were quickly shoved back into my pockets. Then, I began strolling down the path to Pallet Town.

~AaH, tHe mIrAcLeS Of tImEsKiPs~

"Thank Jesus." I sighed in relief as I looked back at my cold hands, covering them with my sleeves for probably the thousandth time. I had finally made it to Pallet! Now I could finally get out of this agonizingly cold whether and--

"You are 12.37 minutes late."

My head immediately jolted to my left where I saw Red, a sly smile plastered on his pale face. He was leaned against his mother's house with his left leg up against the wall. His fists were buried in the pockets of his red vest and his cap shadowed over his eyes just like it always did. The fact that he wasn't wearing a jacket despite the cold weather was absolutely no surprise to me.

"You actually calculated the exact number of seconds it took me to get here? Stalker." I teased, smirking at him as I walked over to where he stood. He tossed his head down for a second and let out a light chuckle. He then took his foot off the wall and stood normally as he looked into my eyes.

"Nah, I just added the 'point 37' because it sounded cooler." He stated before tapping my nose with his pointer finger and making a 'boop' sound.

I sniggered at him and rolled my eyes. This conversation was going nowhere fast, and quite frankly, I was getting rather bored. I squinted at him and tilted my head slightly as I tried to think of something stupid to do. Red tilted his head as well, and I vaguely noted his resemblance to a confused lillipup.

"What are you---"

Before Red could finish his sentence, I did the first thing I could think of and snatched his cap from off his head, quickly running towards the front of the house. Not looking back, I flung the unlocked door open and ran inside uninvited. I immediately slammed the door shut and locked Red outside. He violently knocked at the door as I threw my head down and started laughing rather loudly, my (h/c) hair covering some of my face as I did so.

"Guess the magic word~!" I teased, throwing the red cap onto the top of my head just like I did the last time I stole it. God, I was such a three year old sometimes.

"Ehh, fuck you." Red said rather monotonously, but loudly enough so that I could hear it from inside.

"Hahah, well, I was thinking 'blueberry cheesecake', but I guess I'll let you in anyway!" I laughed, unlocking the door quickly before immediately running to the couch, jumping on it, and curling in a ball. Yes, perfect defense strategy!

{Also, for the time being, let's just pretend there's actually a proper living room in Red's house... or his Mom's house in this case. WhAtEvEr.}

I heard the door open and shut, causing my body to tighten as I remained in my ball, expecting him to 'quick-attack' me or someshit. But after a solid minute of nothing happening, I slowly lifted my head, carefully turning it to my left to lock eyes with Red as he sat on the floor in front of me. His eyebrow was raised slightly and he had a wide smirk on his face. He had this look that just made it seem like he was thinking nothing other than, 'Jesus Christ, what am I gonna do with you?'

I rested my head on my arms, staring into his eyes with a childish grin that spread across my entire face.

"Heheh, hiii~" I giggled in an idiotic manner. My voice sounded as though I were drunk off my ass, but in reality, I was just a complete imbecile.

"Hey there~" He responding slyly, his smirk remaining.

"Howwss youurr daayy?" I continued in a somewhat loopy, giggly type of voice.

Red calmly folded his arms over the small part of the cushion that my head wasn't covering. His smirk grew a tad bit wider as he placed his head on top of his arms, his crimson eyes piercing into my (e/c) ones.

"Oh, my day is just perfect~" He purred, his face merely inches from my own. My large grin slowly faded as I felt his warm breath tickle my nose. My eyes widened to a size I never knew they could widen into before and my lips parted slightly. I felt all the blood in my body rush to my cheeks as they turned to a deep shade of red. I then heard Red snicker slightly, his wide smirk remained as he did so.

And at that moment, my blush quickly faded away as my eyes squinted in anger. My teeth ground together and I let out a low growl.

This motherfucker...

Red's expression didn't change in the slightest as he tilted his head in fake, child-like confusion. "Hm~? What's wrong, princess?" He questioned sarcastically, his voice still as low and husky as before.

"You fucking DICK~!" I yelled in frustration, a slight laugh slipping out despite my frustration. I then pushed Red down and he landed with his back on the ground. He lied on the floor as he busted into a fit of laughter. He started rolling on the floor and laughing like a hyena. I honestly don't think I ever heard anyone laugh that hard in my entire life.

'I fuckin' hate this guy right now.' I thought to myself as I glared at him with anger, despite the slight smile crossing my features. It didn't seem to matter how angry I was, whenever I'm around this fucker I always ended up wanting to laugh.

Now, I could have attacked him for that. I could have kicked him in the nuts for that stupid little stunt, but instead, I decided to jump on top of the laughing maniac and pin his arms above his head, looking into his eyes the same exact way he looked into mine just moments ago.

His laughter immediately ceased as he took in a large gasp of air, his eyes widening sharply. I smirked in response. 'Hm. Well, Red, if you wanna play that game... then I'll play that game.'

I lowered my forehead and pressed it against Red's, keeping my right hand tightly wrapped around his wrists. "You know... you're really pretty when you're flustered~" I whispered against his skin softly.

His eyes widened even larger, and I saw his cheeks turning a bright red. Possibly just as red as mine previously were, if not more.

"Awww, Red.. you're all... heh, red." I snickered, letting my smirk widen as I pieced into his eyes. I remained in that same position for about 3 seconds, admiring his flushed face.

"Hahaha.. asshole." I laughed sarcastically before jumping off of him and running up the stairs quickly to avoid getting bitchslapped.

"UGH, WHA-I... GODDAMMIT, (Y/N)." I heard him yell from behind me as he chased me up the stairs.

I laughed like a rebellious kindergartner as I ran into the bathroom and locked a door for the second time today. My laughter continued, even as Red slammed his fist on the door in aggravation.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR." He yelled from the other end.

"Guess the magic woorrddd~!" I retorted in a sing-song voice.

Today was going to be a loongg day.

~A mUcH bIgGeR tImEsKiP tHaN tHe PrEvIoUs TiMeSkIp~

It was already past 10:30 A.M, and Red and I had officially been playing in the snow like imbeciles for over 2 hours now. Red's mother had said she was going to the store a half hour before I even showed up, and she had been gone for over 3 hours. We literally had no idea where she was, nor did we really care at this point. We were busy being distracted by the piercing cold snowballs that kept constantly being thrown into our backs by none other than each other.

I quickly jumped in front of the left wall of the house to take cover. I then leaned down so that I could make my next, and probably 700th, snowball. But as soon as I flipped back around to throw it directly in Red's stupid face... he had suddenly disappeared.

"Wuh--ugh. Jesus Christ, Red, I'm getting real tired of this shit~!" I called out with a laugh, throwing my arms to my sides in annoyance. I ran over to the other wall, and when Red wasn't in his usual 'cover-area,' I let out an annoyed huff.

I squinted my eyes and smirked, picking up a fresh snowball as I slowly crept over to the back of the house. I immediately assumed that's gotta be where Red was hiding, and I was already planning my sneak attack... but I had apparently assumed incorrectly.

"Eh..?" I let out a slight noise of confusion before pausing and looking around me, letting out a purposely loud sigh of aggravation... okay, maybe more like a growl.

"REEEEDD, I DON'T WANNA PLAY HIDE AND SEEEKK~!" I whined, not really in the mood to search for him right now. But alas... I ended up searching anyway.

I looked around the other houses... not there.
I looked inside of the bushes... nope.
I looked behind the trees.. nada.
I couldn't find that dickmuncher anywhere!

That's when I started yelling into the air with aggravation. "RED, I'M JUST GONNA GO INSIDE, AND IF YOU DON'T COME OUT, I'M GONNA LOCK THE DOOR AND LEAVE YOU HERE."

Silence.

"...REEEDD?"

....

"DUDE, I'M STARTING TO GET WORRIED, C'MON!"

It wasn't a lie. I really was worried. Red was just there a moment ago, but then he had suddenly disappeared and I couldn't find him. This scene felt all too familiar, yet somehow, I was so busy calling out for Red that I couldn't even wrap my head around why, despite how painfully obvious it actually was.

"OKAY. THAT'S IT. I'M GOIN' IN THE HOUSE. FUCK YOU, AND FUCK YOUR HIDE AND GO SEEK BULLSHIT."

I then began to angrily stomp my way to the front door, and just as I was about to open it...

"ARRGGGBLALRHAGSH!!"

'WAS THAT A DYING WHALE NOISE?!' I quickly jolted my head to my left, just so that I could be tackled to the ground by none other than an obese whale named Simon.

"UUGGH, SHITT, GET OFF ME YOU DICKTWIDDLING THUNDERCUNT~!" I yelled as I rapidly kicked at him in annoyance.

"AWW, DID SOMEBODY MISS ME~?" Red teased, nuzzling into the crook of my neck and burying his face in my frizzy (h/c) hair.

What? We all knew it wasn't Simon. We knew who it was, there was no need to specify... god, why couldn't it have just been Simon instead?

"I SAAIIIDD GGEET OFFF MEEE!!" I whaled in aggravation as I repetitively punched Red in his chest.

"You were worried about meee~?" He continued pestering me, seemingly unaffected by my attempts to get him off of me.

"NO I WASN'T, I KNEW THAT YOU WERE HIDING FROM ME YOU FUCKTARD!" I continued to ramble in desperation. I had stopped kicking at him after realizing that it wasn't helping at all... then again, I wasn't really trying that hard.

"PSSSH, YEAH RIGHT." He laughed, and the cold snow was starting to make me freeze my ass off. "YOU SAID YOURSELF THAT YOU WERE WORRIED~"

"PSSSH," I copied his 'psh' with a large dose of sarcasm. "NO I DIDN'T."

"REEEDD COMMEEE OUUTT~! IMM STARTING TO GET WORRIIIIEEED!" He mimicked in an overly high-pitched voice... god, this dude really knew how to piss me off.

"I DO NOT FUCKING TALK LIKE THAAAA-HHAHAHAHAH~!" AND THEN HE WAS TICKLING ME TO DEATH. GREAT.

"Awwww, somebody's ticklish!" He laughed and continued to tickle me until I basically suffocated.

"YOU ARE SUCH A FUUCC-- HAHAHA~" I could hardly even speak as I began to choke on my own hysterical laughter. I'm the most ticklish person I've ever met... and it's something something that I've always hated... so... fucking... much.

"I'M A WHAT? CAN YOU REPEAT THAT!?~" He said in a voice filled with amusement. God, he was loving this. God, I wanted to stab him so badly.

I began violently kicking against him once again, this time much more forcefully.

"HAHA, SHIT THAT ACTUALLY HURTS!" He said with laughter seeping through his voice despite the fact that I was supposed to be hurting him.

"TTHEEENN STOOOPPPPP-HEHEHHEH-TICKLING-HEH-MEEEEEHHEHEHE~" I managed to choke out. Hey, I said actual words! *self-five*

"FINE, FINE, FINE!" He laughed, immediately pulling throwing his hands up and standing to avoid me kicking him any longer. I lied on the freezing cold snow as I attempted regain my breath. He looked down at me and smiled slightly, reaching out a hand to help me up.

"Heh, sorry..." He said softly as I started to stand, a soft smile still plastered on his pale face. "You okay~?"

"Ugh... yeah, go fuck yourself." I responded with irritation as I harshly punched him in the arm.

"Haha, ow... no, but.. seriously. I'm... sorry if I piss you off sometimes. I... I dunno. I just like seeing you laugh." He said softly, walking towards the door as he spoke. "Even if it is in the most angry way possible.. hah."

"I laugh all the time, dude. You don't have to fucking shove me into the snow and tickle me to death." I said casually, the tone in my voice sounding completely emotionless as I shoved my hands into the pockets of my hoodie and followed behind Red into the house.

"Yeah, I just... I guess I can get sort of annoying sometimes." He muttered almost inaudibly, not even bothering to shut the door before belly-flopping onto the couch.

"Yeah, but... y'know, that's okay. I get pretty annoying too sometimes. Heh." I said somewhat softly as I walked over to Red and punched him in the arm as a way to tell him to sit upwards. Then, once he was sitting properly, I plopped down right next to him. "You're still a huge dick though." I gave him a soft smile as I said that last part, letting him know I didn't actually mean it.

"I know." He responded with a half-smile, glancing at me before looking down at the floorboards. I looked at him for a moment and sighed softly before resting my head on his shoulder.

I heard Red's breath hitch as I did so, causing me to glance up at him. That's when I noticed that his face was slightly flushed and he was facing the other direction.

"Heh... hehehe." I giggled softly as I looked at his face, his deep red eyes slightly glancing back down at me.

"What?" He questioned, looking at me with a somewhat lost expression. It seemed as though he didn't even realize that he was blushing.

"Hah... you're really cute sometimes, you know that?" I giggled, looking up at him with a smile. He blinked a few times before turning slightly and looking back down at the ground.

"Shut up." He mumbled, his voice soft but content as he turned a slightly darker shade of pink. I chuckled lightly one last time before leaning against him and closing my eyes, relaxation beginning to take me over. He sighed and leaned back, giving me full permission to use him as a pillow.

I fell asleep after that. But can you really blame me?

I mean, it's not like I got any sleep the night prior.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was around 4:00 P.M when my eyes began to slowly flicker open, and that's when I noticed that I had fallen asleep on Red's couch. And then, after taking a few seconds to regain consciousness, I realized that not only had I fallen asleep on Red's couch, but I had fallen asleep on Red. And I wasn't laying on his shoulder like I was when I first shut my eyes. I was literally laying on top of him.

He was sleeping on his back with the couch cushion under his head, and I was laying on my stomach with his chest under my head. My arms were lazily draped over his chest, and one of his arms were lazily draped over the edge of the couch, the other warm was lazily wrapped around my waist. I momentarily wondered how I had managed to fall asleep in this uncomfortable position. Then I realized that I should probably remove myself from this uncomfortable position.

So, I tried to make an attempt to move my body without waking him. However, it didn't occur to me that I probably shouldn't move my legs around too much because my legs were literally on top of his, and this couch didn't have that much wiggle room, and I was definitely going to fall off and that was going to be the thing that woke him up.

And wow, surprise surprise, that is exactly what happened.

Flunk.

"Owww, shit!" I mumbled, rubbing at my head before looking up at the sofa. I saw Red rubbing his eyes with his hands balled into fists, making weird sleep noises as he sat up. He then stretched his arms above his head and yawned. Then he looked left, and then he looked right right, and then finally, he looked down at the ground and noticed me sitting there, rubbing my the side of my head in annoyance.

"Oh, hey." He said with a smile, trying to maintain laughter.

"Hi." I muttered irritably.

"Sleep well?" He asked, still grinning at me stupidly.

"Like a fuckin' baby." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes before standing up and looking around to absorb my surroundings.

"You okay? You didn't hit your head too hard, right?" He asked with little, but still existent, concern as he stood up from his position on the couch.

"Nah. I'm fine." I muttered, still looking around aimlessly.

"Good." He responded simply. He then reached over and grabbed his hat (that I had totally forgotten that I was wearing) from off my head. He moved his messy black hair away from his eyes before placing the cap on his head once more and walking over towards the fridge.

"Hey... Red?" I mumbled, suddenly aware of something.

"Yeah?" He responded, opening the refrigerator door and grabbing a carton of milk.

"Where's your mom?"

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he stopped what he was doing, slowly putting the milk back in the fridge and turning to face me.

"I... don't.... know?" He responded, his voice suddenly sounding insanely worried and confused. My eyes widened too, and I suddenly became scared as well. I swallowed.

"Does... she have a cell phone?" I asked quietly, concern showing through my voice. Suddenly, as if on impulse, Red quickly ran towards the phone and grabbed it from off the side table next to the couch. He quickly began to dial some numbers with impatient fingers, when suddenly... there was a knock at the door. We both froze in our places and exchanged eye contact for a brief moment.

Slowly, Red put the phone down and walked towards the door. I watched as he placed his hand on the knob and froze. He glanced back over to me, and then back to the doorknob. He swallowed before slowly turning it and opening the door.

Each of us let out a simultaneous gasp as he was practically tackled and almost dropped to the floor.

"Shit!" He cursed, flinching in surprise.

"Red! Oh my god, I missed you so much!"

That's when I noticed a woman, her arms wrapped around Red as tightly as humanly possible. Her long hair was just as dark as his was, reaching the middle of her back. She was very skinny, almost fragile looking. And I could tell who she was almost instantly.

"M-Mom?" Red murmured softly, his arms hanging at his sides.

"I missed you... I missed you so much." She muttered, her voice weak with tears. I could hear her crying as she spoke.

Carefully, as if she were going to break, Red slowly wrapped his arms around his mother. After a couple seconds, his grip tightened and he pulled her closer, burying his face in her shoulder.

I could hear tears in his voice as he mumbled, "I missed you too."

I couldn't help but almost want to cry as well.