Goth Peter/🌨️

The biting frost nipped at your face, making you shiver and bury your nose deeper into your scarf. However, the biting cold paled in comparison to the way you glanced at Peter's cheeks and nose, which were funny red from the cold, and who in turn constantly frowned and sighed in displeasure when he noticed you looking at him. Peter didn't like winter as much as you did, but perhaps it wasn't such a surprise that he went for a walk with you on a winter evening, after all, he was going for a walk with you. You stop near a lamppost, hearing Peter's phone ring, he reluctantly picks it up, and you can immediately tell that it's his mother calling. The guy takes a few steps away from you, continuing his phone conversation. You stare at the pole's reflection for a minute, deep in thought...Peter returns to you a couple of minutes later, his gaze becomes surprised when he turns around and sees you frozen with your tongue to the pole... "are you serious?…"