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Could you do a scenario where Winter introduces her shy s/o to her family? And maybe include Winter defending her s/o when her father disapproves of them and says things to lower their self-confidence? (Let's face it, Jacques is a jerk and would not approve of his eldest daughter dating someone who is too shy to make direct eye contact with him.)

“Winter, I- i’m not really sure about this…”You grippedher hand tighter as she led you up the stairs to her house’s door. What a houseit was, mansion was a more fitting term, a borderline palace. The sheerfanciness of it wasn’t calming your nerves one bit.

Winter sighed “(Y/n), it’ll be alright.” She pauses on thestep to turn back and look at you. “I know you’re nervous, and even I wish wedidn’t have to do this, but unfortunately we can’t avoid this meeting forever.We’ve been dating for months now, father insists on meeting you.”

“Right, your father is what i’m really worried about. Fromwhat you’ve told me-” The door opened, interrupting your worrying.

A short, pleasant looking man opened the door. “Ms. Schnee,it’s so good to finally see you again.”

Winter turns to him with a smile “Klein, it’s been a while.”She clasps a hand on his shoulder before gesturing to you. “This is my partner,(s/o).”

He smiles at you, and it could just be a trick of the light,but it seems his eyes soften to the point of actually becoming a lighter shade.“Ah, yes, we’ve been expecting you. You have no idea how happy I am that ms.Schnee has found someone special to her.”

You blush and duck your chin a little. “N-nice to meet you.”

There’s a hint of pity on his face, seeing you so nervous tomeet your girlfriend’s family. He honestly doesn’t blame you. “Right this way.”

He leads both of you through the house, good gods, the décor of this place, until you reach the door ofsome kind of study. Klein bows slightly “Yourparents and siblings are in here, waiting for you. Are you ready to see them?”

Winter nods, her lips pursed. She looks to you, Klein’squestion repeated on her face. You take a breath. Better to just get this overwith. Her sister shouldn’t be too much of a problem, the brother’s a bit iffy, hermother would likely be more interested in her drink than the dinner accordingto Winter, but her father, the misterSchnee, would be the biggest issue. You haven’t heard very many good thingsabout him from either the papers or Winter.

Another breath. Youcan get through this with Winter next to you.

You nod. Klein bows again and opens the door.

There, seated all on different chairs surrounding a gorgeouscoffee table, is one of Atlas’s most influential families. With their palehair, the same shade as Winter’s, in their light, elegant clothing, illuminatedby the delicate light of the chandeliers amidst the lavish setting of thesitting room, they look like a gathering of snow faeries. A gathering of royaldoves waiting for their missing member.

If you were to take a picture of this scene and show it to someone,it would look like the perfect family at the height of elegance. Yet actuallystepping into the room, there is an unmistakable tense energy in the air. As ifeveryone in this room wished they had more space away from the others thantheir chairs could provide. They all look up as you in Winter enter, in a slowmanner as if your entrance is no more interesting than two flies stumbling in.

Winter closes her eyes and nods in her family’s direction. “Greeting,father, mother.” Her eyes open and flick to her younger siblings “Weiss,Whitley.”

Weiss’s eyes shine as she looks at her sister, but it’s asif she puts a muzzle on her excitement. She gives a hesitant smile “Winter, I’vemissed you.”

The young boy, Whitley, straightens from where he lounged inhis chair “Yes, I’m glad to see our darling sister around the house again. Ihope the driver didn’t get you stuck in traffic or anything, it feels as thoughwe’ve been waiting so long.”

There’s a flash of ire in Winter’s eyes, but she’s alwaysbeen an expert at controlling her emotions “I apologize for our tardiness.”

“Well, when we’ve been waiting months to meet this apparent partner of yours, what’s a few moreminutes.” Jacque Schnee radiates an aura of power, something that makes youcringe and feel so small compared to the ice king, no more like ice dictator, sittingbefore you. “Klein, dinner must be almost ready, yes?”

Klein dips his head low when talking to mister Schnee “Itshouldn’t be more than a few minutes, sir.”

Jacque nods “Good. What perfect timing you two have.” HEwaves a hand and Klein backs out of the room, likely to see to the dinner preparations.Once the butler is gone, the eyes of the patriarch of the Schnee family meetyours. Despite your best efforts, you find yourself shrinking back even more.

There’s a slight shift in his demeanor, and suddenly heseems more like a business man than before. He smiles, but there’s a slighttense feeling behind it. “You must be (Y/n).”

You nod your head “Ye-yes . It’s a p-pleasure to meet you,sir.”

He narrows his eyes, scrutinizing you. Is wife sits in thechair beside him, looking bored. Jacqueleanes back and folds his hands “I wish I could say we’ve heard so much aboutyou, but I’m afraid my dear Winter hasn’t been telling so many stories aboutyou. Why, I was shocked to even learn of your existence hardly a month ago. Youmust have busy as we never received a visit from you since then, or in themonths prior where you decided it was proper to date my daughter.”

Your face heats up and you look down at your hands “M-m-myapologies, sir.”

This night is going tobe hell.

Thankfully, the actual dinner started rather soon after the initialintroductions. It was probably the best food you’d ever tasted, but you were soanxious you couldn’t bring yourself to enjoy it.

Weiss and Whitley offered a few points of conversation, Whitleymore smoothly than his sister, who seemed a tad stand-offish but mainly reserved,as though she felt she had to be careful of everything she said. Mrs. Schneehardly supplied her own thoughts on whatever was being discussed, and Winter hadno trouble keeping up with the polite conversation. You, though, felt such aterrible nervousness constrict your chest. The air in this place was so cold,so polite to the point it was clear it was all a façade, it was unbearable. Mr. Schnee seemed to see right through you, hehad a cool, business persona wrapped around him and he constantly directed theconversation toward you. Earlier, you had feared he would largely ignore youfor not coming from a rich background, but this probing and toying with yourclear uncomfortableness was so much worse. He acted so polite the whole time,the perfect business man, but there was a malice under that persona.

Winter noticed how uncomfortable you were and reached overto squeeze and hold your hand under the table. You give her a grateful smile.

You flinch as Jacque clears his throat. “(Y/n), it would benefityou to pay attention when your host askes you a question, don’t you think?”

You avert your eyes and stutter an apology. You hear himsigh. “Honestly, Winter, how could you think someone like this was suited to beingwith someone with the name ‘Schnee’?”

There’s a new kind of tension on Winter’s shoulders, and it leaksoff into the air. Weiss shrinks in her chair slightly, Whitley looks on in amusement,Mrs. Schnee takes a drink. “What was that, Father?”

Mr. Schnee leans forward in his chair and looks between thetwo of you. “You may have turned your back on this family and your title asheiress, but you still have a duty to your name. From what I’ve seen, thisstuttering child is not fit for someone of your station. They can’t even look apotential father in law in the eyes as they speak. I don’t care if you keepgoing with this military nonsense, just don’t let this person embarrass our family name.”

Your grip on Winter’s hand goes slack and you feel tearsburn your eyes. This was so much worse than you imagined it’d be. Of course hewouldn’t approve, how in his right mind could he let his daughter date someoneso stupid, shy, and… and…

“The only people I take orders from nowadays are mycommanding officers.” Winter tightens her hold on your hand as you’re about topull away.

You blink in surprise, as does Jacque. “Excuse me?” He says.

“I thought I made this clear, I am no longer a child underyour roof, I am an Atlas military special operative. I will not take any orderson how to live my life, not from you. I only brought (Y/n) here as a courtesy,but I see that was foolish of me. I’ve made my dearest uncomfortable unnecessarily.”She looks over at you. “I’m sorry.”

You can’t even find the words to say it’s okay. Her fatheris fuming, his eyes cold and glaring at you and Winter.

“How dare you say this to me in my own house. I won’t havethis!” Jacques rage is so hot, it begins to melt his composed exterior.

“That’s understandable. I believe it’s about time for us tobe leaving, anyway. Right, (Y/n)?” Winter stands, pulling you up with her.

“uh, ye-yeah. Thanks for the meal…” You manage to force out.

Winter looks at each of her family members in turn “Mother,Whitley, good bye. Weiss, I wish you luck in your training. Father,” She lookshim in the eye. “Take care.”

Before you exit the dining room, Winter stops to look backat her father one last time “You know, the name Schnee has always sounded tooharsh to me. I think (Y/l/n) has a lovely ring to it, all warm and pretty,perhaps I’ll take that someday. That way you wouldn’t have to worry about metarnishing your pristine name.”

She leads you out of the manor, past Klein who holds thedoor open and gives you a warm, reassuring smile.

You mutely follow behind Winter to the car, trying toprocess what just happened. What Winter just did, what she said…

You barely register her say “I’m sorry for that.” She’sstopped, a hand on the car door. “I never should have brought you here.”

“N-no! It’s alright, really. I- I just, what you said…”

Winter laughs “If that bridge wasn’t burned already.” Shelooks at you “I don’t regret that part. I won’t let any one look down on youthe way he was. He’s an idiot for not being able to see your worth.”

You blush and duck your chin. Winter laughs again, warmerthis time, and places a hand on the back of your head to pull you closer andplant a soft kiss on your hair. She tilts your chin up to kiss you a secondtime on the lips “Come on, let’s go. It’s far too cold out tonight.”

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