ｎａｐ．．．ｔｉｍｅ (DISCONTINUED)

１００ｈｅａｒｔｓ ｓｐｅｃｉａｌ

"Come on. Wake up, dummy!" Ray whispered into m/n's ear as the short boy buried himself under the thick blanket. M/n let out a squeaky noise as he felt Ray try and pull the cover off of him. The black hair boy blushed at the cute sound. Norman chuckled at the interaction between the two, and a light blush covered his face.

"You aren't doing it right." Ray gave an offended scoff as he crossed his arms.

"Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try." Norman rolled his eyes and walked over to the bedside. He pushed his arms under the blanket until m/n latched onto it. The pale boy slowly pulled him from the cove as the h/c boy latched onto Norman's body heat. Ray glared as he looked away.

"He likes warm temperatures to combat the cold air. Just go slower next time."

"You say that as if he's a wild animal." M/n huffed as he buried his face into Norman's sweater vest. Norman merely patted the other's head.

"He's kind of like a kitten, haha!" The duo paused at Norman's statement before turning their heads to m/n. The sleepy boy looked up and blinked tiredly at the sudden attention. Ray covered half of his face as he imagined the boy with cat ears. Norman looked away shamelessly, thinking the same thought.

"I still don't get how you convinced Krone to let you sleep through her class," Ray said, changing the topic as the three walked towards their English class, "Not to mention you got her to make you a blanket."

M/n shrugged as he huddled closer to Norman's heat, "...my charm stat is just too high. Not my fault you focused your points on being shady." Ray's eye twitched as he smacked the boy upside the head for that comment.

"Never say that again. You've been hanging with the Goldy pond kids too much; I felt my liver flip inside out." The h/c male stuck his tongue out as Norman gives a closed-eyed smile.

"Someone sounds protective~" The blue-eyed boy teased. Ray rolled his eyes, "You're the last person I want to hear that from."

"HEY! GUYS! OVER HERE! HEY! HEY!" The black-haired boy could feel a migraine approaching. Emma waved her hand high in the air as she ran over to the group, pulling Gilda and Don with her. "S-slow down!" Gilda heaved out as she tried to catch her breath.

Don tried not to seem tired, but his heavy breaths told a different story. M/n looked over at the group, and a small smile came onto his face. The short boy gave them all a short wave; Don felt his heart stop. M/n had sweater paws.

SWEATER PAWS!

Emma ran up to m/n and gave him a tight hug. The boy gave her a pat on the back, and he melted in the other's warmth. Norman felt a bit bitter about the loss of heat, but he brightened up once he saw Emma. M/n releases himself from the hug and hugs Don. "...Don!"

"H-hey!" Don shouts out in embarrassment; his arms hover over the shorter boy before returning the hug. His bright red face goes unnoticed by the h/c boy, but the others do. Don gave them a smug smirk and stuck his tongue out in a childish way. The others glare at the tan boy.

"...Gilda!" M/n removes his arms from the other and wraps them around the grey-eyed girl. Now it was Gilda's turn to gloat.

"What are you children doing out here?" A calm and mature voice called out. The group cringed as an older woman stopped them.

"Ah! Mrs.-" Norman stuttered out, and the color drained from his face. The woman stopped him before he could continue. Her old wrinkly hand came up to pat the children's heads.