*still holding her hand, walking towards the house with a honest smile in his face, then inside, making some cofee for her and giving some christmass sweets he made*
"I hope you like it my dear..."
*somehow he seems more self confident about her now*

>Just feeling the snow over his shoulders
"....o-oh....yes....its getting even more cold...lets go inside ma--my dear Anya.."
>Blushing and smiling, taking her hand and leaving the snowman done there.

>Maybe for others just two people all alone without say a words in the middle of the snow was something insane or none sense, but for two people who was feeling such strong things for each other, that was the best way to spend time...;still holding her and feeling the small tickles, chuckling softly.

*breathing her perfume ,still embracing her and somehow while was eyes closed, thinking about a lot of things or daydreaming about lovely moments with her..*

>Blinking and blushing hard
"....I....love you too ..so much....you are so incredible sweet...I cant even believe I didnt see you like this before...
>embracing her again and resting his face on her neck

>embracing her with both hands now around her curvy waist, kissing her and realizing how was his heartbeats were running inside his chest, slightly moaning once he felt her upper body pressing against his chest, whispering in his own language among some kisses how much he like her.

>stroking her back and hair, returning and enjoying every kiss, giving his honest care and feeling for her in each kiss he was returning, he was no longer feeling the cold in his body from that white day, in fact he wasnt even aware everything around them disappeared, not more coldness, no more colours, just the two of them at there in that moment.

>taking out his cold gloves and dropping them somewhere, placing a bit cold and warm hand over her cheek, drying her tears softly, now with both hands in her face, holding her carefully as if she was a porcelain doll, leaning close and giving her a gentle but intense kiss on her rosy warm lips, then embracing her from the waist, getting both bodies close feeling the sensation of warmth from her clothes and soft curves, breaking the kiss just for a moment to contemplate her beautiful eyes light violet with his enthralled blue ones
............you are ...admirable....all you did for all those years...I admire Russia so much....I wanted be something really important for you....and now...I cant ask for something better than this...
>kissing her again, stroking her hair and cheek, feeding on her breath and kisses.

....oh...y-yes....everything just fine..
>smiling and breaking his daydreaming thing, concentrating in the snowman now, then slowly his lips began to move again trying to articulate something
....is................just......I....never was even dreaming..in this day....comming.....I mean..........see your true face....which is so gentle.............I was so fearful from you....for so many time and now I.......I.....feel...like......I....love you ...somehow...and.....I cant understand it....my brain cant understand this at all but......even so....for the first time I dont care if I dont understand this.... I am....enjoying to so much....
>watching at her again with some really honest and gentle look in his blue eyes and a polite but sweet smile
........I cant believe this is happening.......................I cant believe I love you.................but....I know...I do..............its just.....so easy fall for someone like the person you really are......so easy.............amazing easy...because not even those jewels I gave to you compare with your real beauty.....
>then a nervous laughter was taking his breath, looking away in fear due his one embarrassment, noticing his hands were shaking a bit and starting to make the snowman really fast to feel the coldness of snow in his fingers

*making the body, then he was melting a bit when watching her play with the snow in her hands and her cute gentle face was so soft and pearly like the same snow there and he started to thing about corny thing so he was kicking himself mentally and just concentrating in the snowman and placing his cold hand on his face to not feel the burning sensation anymore*

*then after she was wearing more clothes and he is jacket, they were outside, he was forced to release her warm hand to start doing the snowman, using some things like a carrot and some hat for the guy, starting with the lower part of the white body*
^^ oh the last time I made a snowman was so long ago....

....//////...........*he was walking, following her everywhere<3, grabbing his jacket while passing by some couch and smiling due her happiness too, not releasing her hand and even more, holding her a little more tight*.................~♥

Embracing her, stroking her waist, not knowing until the last night and now something like sweet and joyful was happening with her...,still he was enjoying that and after break the kiss his face was really blushed, smiling and trying to say something.
"...w-well....um..is...stil christmas...s-so...what if....we go out and make some....snowmen?..."

Feeling every fast beating under her cute chest....he was feeling the same while the two of them were so close, she was showing him how cute and tender she can be and was showing it honestly and fully, smiling and placing a hand on her cheek, lookingat her eyes , drived by some new emotions despite his always serious and some dry way to be, his own lips were now placing over her rosy and soft lips, giving her a cute and gentle kiss, feeling all those years of suffer, bewilderment and uncertainty about living around here, were like over....she was showing him now he can trust on her....though the fact he knows Russia was a uncertain and changeable creature...but she was being sweet now and because of him, so he will be just enjoying the moment her and the moment while it last.

Now he was turning really deep red like never before, feeling her breath and her perfume...the warm sensation of her body and the soft melody from her voice...,he thought maybe she was saying that because he was trying to make her feel comfortable around him, despite that he was feeling nervous and really shy about hear such things about himself, since he just considered himself a a normal young man and nothing else, he cares for his clothes and the glasses to protect his eyes from the pc....but...he sure never thought or heard about those things she was saying...,after all he didnt know what else to say..just smiled, placing a hand over her right shoulder softly]
"...thank you.......you are the very first person who ever said that to me....haha...is so...weird....///..."

"....so........./////...s-so........almost....p-perfect...I-I mean....a nice and calm day...a-and you all happy about it...a-also...you look....even more....gorgeous than usual aaa-hh! d-dont misurdestand me am not trying to sound like a pervert! I I am just saying you madam look so good a-and happy a-and that makes you look even better and--*stuttering and entangling in his own words, not know if look at her face or to the floor or to the window or the mistletoe still there!, once he realized about that his face was even more red than before and then he was looking at her face again, looking down and smiling a bit since she was so beautiful he got all embarrassed because of that*

His heart jumped again, feeling the warm feeling of the proximity like feeling her perfume and almost her breath...looking down with some red colour in his cheeks, smiling. "...I am glad to hear that....I wish a long day of christmas...this is so...";swallowing a bit feeling some shy about to speak his mind.

"merry christmas big sis ::smile:: have a nice day too, please take care of yourself". Then he was looking at Anya when they were all alone."...mm...I guess this day isnt over yet right?..^^

(lol, yesh I liked it for some reasonx3 do you want it? :) ))
He blushed again, smiling and stroking a bit his scarf. "you...made it with your own hands....I never got something handmade from anyone before...///.....thank you...I mean it...this scarf is so lovely"; he wants to cry for some reason but resisted against the tears of joy because that was quite embarrassing and he was a little proud.