Crushed Ice, Melted Snow (RWBY x Male Reader)

Y/N hated the cold.Freezing nights, spent in the draughty attic of his family home. Days trapped outside in the subzero temperatures of an Atlesian Winter, hopelessly searching for any sources of warmth before he succumbed to his bitter fate. The feeling of lifeless steel upon his body, the metal carving into his flesh. The icy winds, viciously striking at his open wounds, freezing down to his bones. The pale white snow, crunching underfoot as he trudged through the desolate wastelands of Solitas.And the coldest of all, his estranged father, Jacques Schnee