Currently, it was winter, and someone had to shovel the snow.
Saeran was most definitely not going to do it. He made it his goal to stay inside and keep warm.
His Mint-y //hah pun// counterpart, Unknown, wasn't going to do it either. He had disappeared into his room when he saw the snow.
That left, Fiina. Fiina had always liked the snow, and didn't mind shoveling it if no one else could.
The only problem? Everyone else was perfectly capable of doing it themselves. //lazy bums//
So, Saeran planned a scheme.
Fiina, who was upstairs, heard a loud crash and clatter of pots and pans, and bolted downstairs.
Saeran, laid amongst a pile of cookingware, his arms looking hurt.
They where perfectly fine, and Fiina knew.
Fiina, knowing what he did, but also have a big soft spot for her adorkable Tsundere boyfriend, helped him up and set him on the couch.
"Sorry Fiina, I guess you have to shovel the snow."
"Yeah, guess so.."
She went outside, and quietly shoveled snow.
Meanwhile, Saeran realized something.
She was shoveling snow in a tank top and pants.
He ran to his room and grabbed one of his many //Very festive-// sweaters, and then walked over to where Fiina was outside. He quietly put the sweater on her, and slipped back into the house.
Fiina smiled softly, knowing who had put the sweater on her. She continued to shovel the snow, pretty happy.