Well, this is a little thing with characters that haven't appeared in the story proper yet. But I still thought this fit them the best. Also...yeah, tubbing instead of sledding but they're basically the same thing so whatever.

Day 7: Sledding

Seth wasn't really a...winter person. He didn't like the cold, hated the snow, and all those 'winter only' traditions that people had. He hated all of them and much preferred to be locked away in his room left to his own devices.

Unfortunately, he had decided to get a boyfriend; a boyfriend who just so happened to love winter. Just his luck.

Currently they were standing on top of a snow covered hill surround by other groups of people, Seth was dressed in a wind breaker, warm parka, a hat, a scarf, gloves, and warm boots; all black. His boyfriend, Jeremy Prunelle, stood next to him dressed only in a windbreaker, hat, and gloves; a rubber inner tube hanging off of his right arm. Seth didn't know how he did it.

"Okay," Jeremy said, tossing the tube down on the ground. "So we just sit in the middle and slid on down the hill." He made a motion with his hands.

Seth arched an eyebrow. "We're both supposed to fit on this thing?"

Jeremy nodded, "Yeah…you'll sit on my lap. It'll be great!"

Seth sighed, "Jer, listen, I know this is a…a winter thing for you. But I don't really want to slide down this hill just to walk back up it again. It all seems pretty pointless."

"But-but it's fun!" Jeremy pointed to another group of people, two girls and a guy, sledding down the hill on one of those big plastic sleighs.

Seth grimaced when he saw the trio crash into a snow bank. "Doesn't look—" His sentence was cut off when Jeremy yanked him down into his lap in the inner tube. "Jeremy!"

"Launched," he cried and pushed them off down the hill.

Cold wind whipped against Seth's face as they picked up speed. He squeezed his eyes shut and Jeremy hooted and hollered above him. The ride isn't too bad, the fact that he's not watching their descent may have a thing to do with that, up until they hit a snow bank or something and were shot into the air.

Seth's eyes flew open as the tube fell from under Jeremy, sliding off without them. Seth screamed and gripped on to Jeremy's shirt tightly. Jeremy didn't scream, just wrapped his arms tighter around Seth. They crashed down to the ground, landing on their sides and slid the rest of the way down. Once they came to a stop at the bottom Jeremy let go of Seth, laughing.

"Holy shit," he wheezed, "that was brilliant!"

Seth sat up slowly and sniffed. "No it wasn't."

"What do you mean?" Jeremy shook some loose snow off of his head. "Didn't you see the way we flew? It was— Are…are you crying?"

Seth sniffed again, running his right hand under his nose. "My left arm and side hurt." He blinked rapidly, his vision blurry.

"Oh…" he rubbed the back of his neck. He winced, "You don't think you broke anything, do you?"

Seth shook his head but didn't say anything.

"Okay," he nodded slowly; feeling a bit more relaxed now that he hadn't broken his boyfriend's bones. Jeremy stood up, and grabbed the inner tube before walking back over and helping Seth up, being careful with his arm. "Well, why don't we get you home then? I'll make you soup, and wrap you in blankets, and get you an ice pack. We could even watch a movie."

"…Yeah, okay…"