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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 a.anderson

Rough padded fingers trace the pattern of your face. From the slope of your nose, the cupids bow of your lips, slowly trailing up and over your cheeks, where they rest for a few seconds, blue eyes watching your sleeping figure. A soft smile appears on her face at how your hand grips tighter on her shirt, your face snuggling more into her side, and she’s at peace because she has you, has you in her arms yet again.

The soft patter of the snow hitting the glass tears her attention from you to the window that was above the small desk you had put together on one of the many habits you picked up when Abby was away on patrol. Those blue eyes watched. She watched every trickle of snow that hit the windowsill outside, and her brain was slowly waking up from a good night’s sleep that it had only occurred to her that this was the first time you both had been witnessing snow, together, as a couple. She had seen it once, but the memory was so far back that it was almost a blur, but right now, standing under there, with you in her arms was something she needed.

The feeling of soft lips pressing against your temple had you humming, your eyes remaining shut the longer she trailed them all over your face, “Wake up” Her voice was still raspy from sleep but it always sounded like heaven to you. “I know you’re still tired, baby but there’s something i wanna do with you”

“Which is?”

“It’s snowing—”

Her eyes widened in surprise when your once comfortable body had sprung out of the small bed, almost stumbling over your clothes that were trashed on the floor, at the mere mention of it snowing. Abby didn’t know whether to laugh, ask if you were okay, or tell you to slow down as you picked up random pieces of clothing, because you looked so happy that she didn’t want to ruin that for you.

“Baby, you know it’s still going to be there after you get dressed, you know that right?” She chuckles, sitting up in the bed, and watches you continue to rush around, dressing in those same random pieces of clothing. Including one of her fuckin socks.

“That’s not the point” You huff, turning around to look at her with a pout on your face. “The point is, it’s snowing, and it barely snows”

“At least wear something that—” She pauses, looking you up and down slowly with a raised eyebrow. Not happy with the fact you’re wearing the thinnest fuckin’ t-shirt possible. “Babe, you’re going to get a cold if you wear that outside”

“If only my girlfriend would get out of bed quicker and help me. oh, whatever will i do?” You sigh dramatically, throwing on a random hoodie which was in fact Abby’s. It was obvious with the way she chuckled under her breath with a soft ‘of course you steal mine’ that followed.

Reluctantly stumbling out of bed, Abby watches you closely. She watches the way you press your forehead onto the glass. The way your fingers trace shapes and patterns on the condensation upon the window. Especially how your smile brights at the sight of a snowflake. “you’re so damn pretty” She murmurs, eyes locked onto you.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Miss Anderson”

“Flattery my ass, i was just sayin—”

She barely realized you were in distance of her and she heaved a breathless chuckle when your lips landed on her cheek, the soft sound of your giggle filling her ears. “i know, Handsome. you’re prettier though”

“Fuckin— let’s just go” She mumbled, breathlessly with flushed cheeks.

Certainly didn’t have to tell you twice, but not before giving her a final kiss on the cheek.

The minute you’re both outside, and your feet are hitting the snow-covered floor, you’re shivering, teeth chattering as you quickly slip one of your hands into Abby’s jacket pocket, the warmth of her instantly warming up your now cold fingertips. “Told you to wear something warmer, baby” she mumbles, but rubs your hand nonetheless.

“I wasn’t cold then”

“That’s—” she pauses to look over at you, you’re already looking at all the snow but she’s scoffing softly under her breath. “—that’s beside the point. The point is, you’re going to get cold, and then you’re going to get sic—”

“Then it’s a good job i have you” Your eyes are flicking up to meet hers and they twinkle in a way that Abby almost loses her breath, and balance. “My favorite nurse”

“You’re going to be the death of me” Abby chuckles.

“Besides, if seeing snow makes me get a little ill, it’s so fuckin’ worth it”

You’re already ripping your hand from her pocket and slumping into the snow before she can even get a word out. It’s not that she hates snow, she would rather just watch you enjoy it this time. It’s always raining or it’s way too sunny usually, but this change is a nice one, it’s a good change and she’s just glad it’s making you happy. “Abby think fast!”

“Think fast for— ow!” she scowls, stumbling back a few steps when the cold snow hits her square in the face. “You’re such a brat”

Throwing your head back, you howl out laughter that has her heart melting and lips curling up into a smile. “Oh my god— your face is priceless!”

“yeah yeah, laugh it up” Abby grumbles, crouching down to scoop up some of the snow in her hands, her eyes trained on you and how you were oblivious to see what she was doing. “i’ll get you back, don’t even worry baby”

“Oh, what are you going to do? Smother my face with snow until i profess my undying love for you?” you giggled, the tips of your fingers freezing as you drew random patterns in the snow.

“I mean, that is a start” Abby smiles brightly, snow falling into the loops of her braid. “You do love me don’t you, baby?” her hands behind her back, snowball protected from your view.

Her cold breath grazed the tips of your ears, and you just hummed with a soft smile. “Course i do Abs”

“Okay good because—”

“Because what?” you quipped back with interest. Head turning and scrunching up your nose cutely as her blue eyes stare into your soft ones. “Don’t tell me you’ve found a woman around here— Abigail!” you shriek the second you feel her drop the ball of snow on your head, mushing it around with a giggle.

Abby, who was laughing loudly at your annoyed face, falls back into the pile of snow behind her. Groaning with a huff when you turn around and slump right on top of her, pouting involuntarily above her. “That was mean”

“Hey, you started it, may i remind you” she grumbled. her cold fingers, just like yours, stroke the droplets of snow off your cheek, smiling as you lean into her touch, lips pressing against her palm. “still look pretty though”

“you’re prettier” you whispered. fingers moving on their own accord, tucking the loose strands of her hair back under her beanie, and dusting off the snow that was collected on her braid. “there”

“thank you, baby, even though i’m laying in a pile of snow, i’m sure my hair is protected now” she snorts playfully, stroking the side of your face with her fingers. “cold yet?”

“nah, you’re pretty warm right now”

chuckling under her breath, abby’s hand cups the back of your head, pressing it down gently against her chest, giving you the chance to listen to the sound of her steady heartbeat. being in her arms was always your safe space. to feel her strong arms wrapped around you, shielding your face in her chest, keeping the outside world, far away from you. her blue eyes wide, watching the droplets of snow falling from the sky, dropping onto your back, melting into the thin fabric of her hoodie.

“i like being here with you, like this” she mumbled. fingers dancing across your back with a soft smile on her lips. “just us and nothing in the way” she continued, not caring if the snow pile under her ass was slowly melting through the pants she was wearing. “s’perfect”

“you’re perfect, abs” you mumbled. head now lifted and chin resting on her chest, eyes soft and looking up at her like she was genuinely the only person left in the cruel, cruel world. “i wouldn’t want to be here, right now, with anyone else but you”

the confession had abby’s cheeks turning red, although she was slightly sure it was also due to the coldness of the weather and snow, but your words were buried deep in her chest, her heart melting as she looked up at you.

“i love you” she whispered. Her fingers trace your cheekbones and down your jaw where she cupped your face, smiling softly. “prettiest girl”

Leaning down slowly, you press your lips to her forehead, your fingers absentmindedly tucking lose strands of hair behind her ear. “i love you most” you smiled. Your gentle kisses feathering to between the crease of her eyebrows, to the slope of her nose, and finally to the apples of her cheeks. “handsome”

Locking your lips into a soft and gentle kiss when you get closer to the corner of her mouth, abby’s hand cups the back of your neck. your own resting on her shoulders. Droplets of rain and fragile snowflakes build a home in the small ridges of your beanie, melting as more fall. “wouldn’t wanna be here with anyone else either” She admitted against your lips, cold fingers grazing the skin on your neck. “you’re my home, and that's all i need”

“good, because you’re stuck with me now”

#i started writing this two months ago #so now you get it for Christmas <3 #i’m a day late tho pls forgive me #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson fic #abby the last of us

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