#alistair twilight
description: Hello!!! Could you do “13. Snowed in” with Alistair from the Christmas/Holiday Prompts? Also, I love your writing! Your stories are superb!
requested by:anon
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The cabin was hot.
Between the heat of the fire and how much Alistair was pacing around, you were nearly sweating as you tried to enjoy your book. The room was a complete contrast to the weather outside, bitterly cold and windy with thick snow falling from the sky.
It had been snowing for days now and you were lucky that the cabin had been stocked before the storm hit or you would have starved. Neither of you could leave the house and it was beginning to irritate your mate. His normal ruby eyes were beginning to fade to black.
You heard another deep sigh and rolled your eyes, setting your book down beside you as you did. “What?”
“Nothing.” Alistair huffed as he came to a stop in front of the fire. His blonde hair was tied back into a small bun, the fire casting shadows against his pale skin. His jaw was tight, fingers twisted tensely together.
You pushed yourself up from the couch, moving to stand beside him. You nudged his arm gently, letting him know you were close before moving to wrap your arm fully around him. He relaxed against you, letting his head fall upon your own.
A smile tugged at your lips as the two of you stood together and you thought back to a time when Alistair hated to be touched. He was still touchy sometimes, but the two of you had come a long way in the short few years you’d know him.
His hand slowly twisted through your own and he turned you to face him. His looks were always intense, always had you feeling flushed from head to toe. His other hand grabbed your free hand and he pulled you closer before shuffling his feet back and forth.
You grinned now at him, not used to seeing this sweeter side of him. “This is nice.”
He merely hummed in agreement, spinning the two of you around your living room. You closed your eyes and leaned your head forward to rest on his chest, trusting him to guide you around.
The lights from the fire and Christmas tree illuminated the room, casting colors of orange and red and green around your feet. You giggled lightly when Alistair tipped you back, grabbing tightly onto him.
His own lips were tilted up, the stress from earlier completely gone from him as he leaned down to kiss you. Your foreheads rested together, noses brushing softly together as you leaned to kiss him once more.
Alistair smiled softly at you before pulling back and beginning your dance once more, the Christmas lights and heavy snow as your background.
