@xofemeraldstars requested: it’s the first snow since simon became a vampire and is back at the hotel. and he can’t wait to get out and play, build a snowman but doing it alone aint fun. how is he gonna convince raphael to join him?
Simon knew it was a snow day, not just because he checked the weather app that was now useless on his phone, or the distant buzzing of the news constantly playing the weather forecast on the televisions on the other vampires on his floor.
It was the howl of the wind as it whipped along, he could picture it, the snow falling peacefully before being picked up off the ground by a gust of wind, spiraling and swirling before settling to the ground again, it was the occasional cheer that was loud enough to carry through the barren streets.
He laid in bed and remembered the days where he’d hold tightly to his fathers hand as they shoveled the drive way. The hot chocolate he’d drink with his sister, stealing her mini marshmallows when she wasnt looking. He remembered he the day he sneaked out with Clary because she wanted to paint Central Park while it snowed.
Simon had long come to terms that he had a new life now, new family. And though his new life was restricted he swore to make the best of it.
As the sunset early that after, Simon found himself dressed in coats and hats he didn’t need but had to wear for appearance sake.
He didn’t ask any of the night children to join him as he left the hotel, though he got along with most of them, he was a baby to them, someone naive that held on too much of their mundane life.
His trek to Central Park was quicker now, with empty streets and his vampire speed to aide. It was much lonelier as well, no giggling Clary spilling her cocoa in the snow and sliding on ice.
He sat on the bench and watched, people skiing, building snowman and having snow ball fights. Simon begrudgingly returned to the hotel in search of the one person he knew he’d be able to convince to go out in the snow with him.
Raphael sat with his back to the door, facing the window, the curtains drawn back, the full moon and flurries on full display “what can I do for you fledgling?” He asked without turning around.
I’m another time Simon would demand Raphael explain how he knew who it was, demand to be taught how to do it himself but right he had more important matters at hand.
“Hey Rapha” he began, chuckling nervously. Raphael always made him nervous, though he didn’t know why, now that Simon had came back to the hotel, the two have developed a friendship, Raphael laughed when Simon called it that -which caused Simon chest to feel tingly-but Simon knew they were friends.
“No” Raphael turned around to face
Simon “it’s stupid and I won’t do it” Raphael had grown accustomed to Simon’s silly and sometime outrageous request. And though he eventually gives in, he loves the defeated pout the fledgling wore and his persistence.
“I haven’t even told you what I wanted" Simon countered and Raphael smirked.
"Tell me then” Raphael gestured for Simon to continue.
“I want someone to go to the park with me so I can build a snowman?” The words sounded unsure to Simon as they left his lips, he was pouting before he’d even finish, knowing that Raphael’s answer would remain unchanged.
“It’s stupid and I won’t do it, don’t you have something better to do?” Raphael sighed. It’s been ages since he’d played out in the snow, maybe since his own turning, if he didn’t count that one drunken night with Ragnor and Magnus, stumbling and slipping on ice. A fond smile pulled on his lips at the memory.
“Please Raph, it’ll be fun and we won’t need gloves or anything, I’ve always wanted to touch snow without gloves, I did it once but I got frost bites, Dot had to hide me and Clary in her apartment for an half a day until it wasn’t blue anymore, I might actually be able to make a proper snowman, I’ve ne-”
Raphael watched Simon rant on and on about the things he’d never gotten to do and Clary and blah blah, Raphael was too caught up with how cute Simon looked, pacing the floor, his hand tugging at his roots of his hair and then gesturing wildly to actual listen to whatever it was the fledgling asked for.
“Okay, dios just shut up” Raphael groaned.
“W-wait what?” Simon gaped.
“I’ll go, for half an hour, don’t expect me to part take in your nonsense either, just shut up” Raphael glared because he wouldn’t be Raphael Santiago if he didn’t.
Simon quickly agreed, he’ll see to the stipulations later. His stomach did that thing again when Raphael put on a soft wool beanie on to cover his hair.
Simon talked a mile a minute as they walked more slower than usual to Central Park. Raphael nodded along and added his bits and pieces as they went.
They trekked there the park until Simon found the perfect spot of untouched snow to lay down on.
“I won’t die of hypothermia now” he cheered as he moved his arms and legs in motion to make a snow angel.
Raphael watched him, slightly amused by Simon’s antics. A fond smile forming on his face.
“You’re really just going to stand there?” Simon questioned and Raphael nodded. “You’re not fun” he mumbled and moved on from making a snow angel to building a tiny snowman.
“I am fun” Raphael countered.
“Sure Rapha, keep telling yourself that” Simon smirked and turned his back on Raphael to make other tiny snow man to match the first.
Raphael frowned his eyes and grapes at Simon, he’ll show that damn fledgling who he can have fun, Raphael silently bent down and scooped up a hand full of snow, rounded in off into a nice ball before tossing it at Simon.
“Still no fun huh?” He called as Simon shirked.
“Raphael Santiago did you just throw a snowball?” Simon looked at him with wide
Raphael responded by tossing another snowball, this one hitting Simon in the face.
“Oh, you’re on, Santiago” Simon yell and began to scoop up snow. Raphael broke out in a run and gathered snow ball as he sprinted around the park.
Central Park became their playing field and Simon was happy for his vampire speed and the darkness of the night. Raphael’s company was reassuring and comfortable and Simon was himself and he was happy. He paused for a quick second to gaze at Raphael, laughing and making snowballs.
Simon wonders if they will be like this again, or if when they return to the hotel, Raphael’s mask will be on again, static and unreadable, cold and distant.
“I didn’t think you were the type to give up easily, baby” Raphael called from where he was hunched over, his hair hanging in front of his eyes, snowflakes stuck to it.
Simon didn’t know if he believed in angels but goddamnit Raphael Santiago came close to being one. “I’ll let you catch your breath, Santiago” he yelled.
“We’re vampires idiota” Raphael said while he flung a snowball at an unexpected Simon “we don’t need to breathe”
“That’s dirty play Santiago” Simon ran after Raphael.
Raphael dropped the balls that he was carry and began to run from Simon “I trained you better than that Simon” Raphael turned to yell at Simon, ignoring the stomp of ice. “Whoa, oh” he yelled as he slipped.
“Raphael” Simon raced over to see Raphael sprawled out of the floor laughing “are you okay?”
“Damn that was fun, tomorrow night we’re going ice skating”