Title: Love and Snowball Fights
Author: untapdtreasure
Rating: K+
Summary: Almost like the holidays she'd taken with her Mother and Father when they'd gone skiing. Almost. And it had been pretty to watch as it fell from the sky.
A/N: Written for a prompt given on tumblr.

The planet was nothing like Hoth. The cold was still cold, but the snow was a powdery wonderland. Almost like the holidays she'd taken with her Mother and Father when they'd gone skiing. Almost. And it had been pretty to watch as it fell from the sky.

So when Hand had dropped the plank on the Falcon, Leia had wasted no time disembarking and stepped right out into the white fluff. Excitement had trickled up her spine as she bent down to touch it with her gloved fingers. She remembered making snow forts with it as it a kid on those holidays. And a ton of snowballs for the wars her and the other kids had gotten together to playact.

Han had been right behind her. Nose snarled as the stuff landed on his cheeks and head. If he hated anything, it was snow. Or rather the cold that always preceded it. He managed to slip the coat he was carrying around her shoulders to keep her further protected from the weather. "Come on, Leia. We ain't got time for this. I have to see what's wrong with the Falcon, and we'll be off this rock in ten."

"Whatever you say, Captain." Came her cheek reply as she disappeared around the opposite side of the Falcon from Han. She wasn't about to waste these ten minutes. Not a bit.

Han slid his hand down the Falcon's side, checking for the final time that the pieces were secured. It was humming beneath his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, Chewie. We're pulling anchor. Let's go. Princess, get your worship back on the Falcon. We're liftin' off this frozen rock."

Suddenly, there she was standing before him snowball in her hand. He narrowed his eyes. "Don't you dare throw that snowba-." It hit him square on the chest, almost knocking the wind out of him. "Goddamnit!" He doubled over, feigning serious pain and pretending that he'd indeed had the wind knocked out of him. He scooped up a handful of snow and charged in her direction. He didn't take the time to pack it firm into a ball. Instead, when he got close enough, he threw it in her face before he tackled her to the ground.

"Han!" she shrieked as his body took the heavy impact onto the snow, shielding her from the force and the cold. She smacked his chest with both hands. "You idiot!" She scrambled up and off of him, blushing profusely at the closeness and the intimate nature of the way they'd fallen.

Han smirked, shrugging his shoulders. "Hey. I thought all was fair in love and snowball fights."