The sounds of the other guys walking through the house woke you up way to early. Having a boyfriend that lived in the same house with his brothers wasn't exactly easy so when you stayed over you made sure that you could stay long enough in bed that you wouldn't have to face all three of them in one morning. 'Hvitserk!' Somebody slammed against the door and you startled, tugging on his arm to wake him up. 'Hvitserk get your lazy ass out of bed.' Ubbe yelled from the other side. 'Coming!' He yelled sleepy back. You didn't dare to move while looking aside to him. He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer. How much you enjoyed early cuddling, his brother sounded serious. 'Five more.' He whispered, like he read your mind. He snuggled his nose against your neck, kissing your collarbone. 'Hvitserk, he sounded serious.' You stated, giggling when he kissed you underneath your ear. 'He always sounds serious.' Hvitserk stated. He opened his eyes, pushing himself up on his elbow. 'You should go.' 'And leaving you here all alone?' He smiled, lowering his head to kiss you. You groaned, opening your lips voluntarily to his. His kiss took a dive and you felt your body prepare for it as his fingers grabbed your oversized shirt. 'Go.' You pushed him against his shoulder. He grunted and you smiled sweet looking how he got out of bed in that naked chest, god you loved his chest.

He texted you somewhere in between hours, saying you needed to be safe in the way over because it snowed enough. And he was right, you stepped outside and an even bigger white carpet was laid down over the whole city. Going to Hvitserk was better than going to your own dorm so you started to walk into the snow, thinking of how warm his embrace was in the way over there. Damn, you hated snow. You loved to see it, but from inside a house, where you were warm and cozy. Your phone went over and you grabbed it, looking to the stupid picture of your sister before picking up while walking into the street to Hvitserk his shared house. You were so distracted by your conversation with your sister and the snow that you only looked up when you arrived, only to see Hvitserk, completely naked standing in the front yard. You yelped, turning around while covering your eyes. 'Hvitserk!' You yelled, not daring to look back around. '' 'Who is naked?' You sister asked. You swiped the conversation down and putted the phone away. 'Lost a bet.' He had it cold, you could hear his teeth click together. 'Come on Y/n, isn't he your boyfriend?' You heard Ivar shout. 'She didn't saw me naked yet.' Hvitserk reacted amused. 'After all this time?' 'It is only been one month and I'm a rather careful type!' You interrupted them both angry. 'Hvitserk get some clothes on!' You commanded him. 'I don't have any.' He reacted back. You signed, pulling out your scarf as you tried to find your way towards him. You had to sneak a look between your fingers to find him. He took it over and wrapped it around his hips before you looked again. You looked over his body, with your scarf there and you had to do your best not to laugh. 'You are an idiot.' You stated. His lips where purple from the cold, his finger clenched together. 'Get in.' You nodded gently. He placed a kiss against your lips ... what more looked like a frozen kiss, before walking in. Both Sigurd and Ivar where laughing in the living room and you just shook your head, following Hvitserk to his room. 'That is an image damaged on my eyes.' You confessed, you certainly saw him naked now. 'You that afraid on seeing me naked?' He asked. 'No,' you reacted, looking down to your own feet. 'I just want it to be not awkward, good.' You explained. He walked over to you and you took his ice-cold hand between yours, hitching your warm breath against them. 'This wasn't that, sorry.' He smiled. You looked up to him, biting your lip before he brought his head closer and kissed you slowly. 'Hmmm, have my own ice prince now.' You stated. He started laughing, dancing through the room with that scarf around his hips before disappearing into the bathroom. You signed, idiot ... but a good idiot.