Mavis Pov.

The dark night with the shining white specks floating around, was enticing to watch. I was sitting at the window in the living room. I loved the first snow fall, it was always so beautiful. Usually it wasn't as interesting before, but I'd still watch it. Just tonight it was special to me. Really Mavis? You're going to make a big deal over that? I laughed rolling my eyes. Well, everything just felt so... Incredibly real tonight. Like, in a way that anything could happen and it'd be reality. I was a real twist up of emotions like excitement, joy, puzzled, stunned, depressed, and anxious.

"Hey, Mavis you said you wanted just normal hot chocolate right? Because I also saw white hot chocolate in the cupboards." Zeref asked me from the kitchen.

"Yep! First snow fall of the year should also mean first hot chocolate of the year. The classic kind." I said, cheery voiced.

"Oh, right. Nice philosophy you got there." He commented, bring a polka-dotted coffee cup to my hands. I smiled smelling the sweet aroma from my drink. Mmm, it's always so comforting.

"Careful it's hot. So let it cool off first." He warned, taking a seat next to me. Slouching, stretching out his long legs.

"Yeah, yeah I know. But what I didn't know is you'd make such a great house wife." I laughed, blowing briskly on my cup. Cooling it off. I feel a pink tint rise to me cheeks, damn it! Why am I throwing around marriage terms so lightly! I shouldn't of said that! What if he thinks I'm weird? Or obsessed?

As I worried he just shrugged, "If I'm the house wife, you're the ungrateful husband." He said poking me. I felt a bit relived. Why is it that he always knows what to say?

"Psh, I'm plenty grateful. Thank you. See, manors." I pointed out laughing. He gave me a smile in return. I took a swig from my hot chocolate.

"Agh! It burnt my tongue!" I complained. He shook his head smirking.

"Oh Mavis, I warned you it was hot." He seemed all to pleased with being right.

"Yeah, but I let it cool off!" I nagged even more.

"Yeah, for a few seconds. Give it a minute or so." He said taking the cup from my hands, placing it carefully on the coffee table. I pouted.

"I'm impatient. This is cruel punishment." I stated, glaring at my hot chocolate cup. Amused, Zeref laughed at me.

"Could you get any cuter?" He said. I felt a blush rise in my cheeks. He starred at me, his cheeks turning the same shade of red as mine. We both were thinking it. I could tell. Maybe I should just ask, to clear things out of the way.

"Zeref, what are we now?" I asked.

"Huh? Oh..." He seemed a bit puzzled in thought, "I don't know. What do you want to be?"

"I- honestly I- like I think-" I felt nervous and embarrassed saying it. Why is it so hard to admit to things. And awkward as well.

"You think what?" He encouraged me to continue.

"You know what? I'm just going to say it. Don't care anymore! I'd like it if we could go out. And, like, be dating." I confessed. He sighed.

"Thank god, I wasn't alone thinking that." He admitted to having the same idea. I grinned. "Then that settles things, we're dating now." He said.

"Wait wait! Come on Zeref you have to be more formal than that." I teased. I should get some fun picking on here as well.

"Oh, right. Sorry." He laughed. He grabbed onto my hand holding it elegantly. The coldness in his hands were... Fading? Huh, that's strange. Well it is warm in my house so I guess that's it.

"My dearest Mavis," he began trying not to laugh, as I did the same smiling widely. "Would you do me, the greatest honour, of going on a date with me?" He asked. I then cracked up, laughing. He did as well. Who asks someone out like that? It's hilarious, oh this is golden.

"Well I'd have to think about it, you're not the most charming man I have met." I said in a fake snobby voice.

"Aw what," he grinned, picking me up from the sofa in his arms.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing?" I asked.

"Not letting you down till you say yes." He laughed. I giggled.

"Oh, forcing me to? How harsh of you!" I said entertained, "then I guess I have no choice but to say, I'd be glad to." He let me down and we embraced each other in a hug. My head buried into his strong chest, his chin resting on the top of my head. Perfect. The silly atmosphere then turned in to a more serious one as I looked up at him, starting at each other.

Everything is just, after all the exhaustion and worry, fighting, holding on to everything wondering if it's worth it... Then comes along this. A moment where you know, holding on was completely worth it. Because these feelings, I wouldn't trade them for anything.

"Remember when we were underneath that tree in the park, you said you loved me." Zeref said. I immediately felt extremely embarrassed.

"Yeah, I-I did but- I was saying a lot of things, and-an" I stared to mumble when Zeref cut me off,

"Well I don't know if I remembered to say it or not, but just in case I should tell you now," I hung on the each word he was saying, "I love you too." The pink tint was evident in my face. I hugged onto him tighter. I loved him, with out doubt. And now, things were looking up hill.

I sneezed, covering it with my arm.

"You're getting sick. Huh?" Zeref asked looking at me. I shook my head.

"Am not!"

"Come on, lay down already. You don't want it getting any worse." He told me, I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not sick. I don't want to lay down yet." I crossed my arms. He smirked, kissing my forehead.

"Don't push yourself. Get some rest." He smiled kindly. I felt my heart beating fast.

"F-fine."