Warmth[???]

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Happy new years!


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It was difficult to as much as so fathom the weather at a late night hour – cold and breezy and not the good kind. it was dark and snow was descending from the stars, falling and kissing the earth, blanketing the meadows of it with white and cold.

even through your layers and layers of warm clothes, of sweaters and coats and mitts and scarves, the vexatious draft had managed to sip past them, sending obvious shivers down your spine.

you find it unfair that they weren't at all as cold as you 

and they'd notice 

 they always did

your subtle trembling,  slight shudders. They'd asked  if you were okay, in their very comforting tone, very worried facial expressions and their very concerned arms and hands.you would smile at them, a little chatter.

"i'm okay," you would say, leaning your head on their shoulder, placing your hands in your own pocket. "just a little cold." and they would let out a small sound of affection, of fondness, their breath forming into small masts of fog. though they did not say a word right away, they squeezed your shoulder as a silent notice of assurance.

"give me your hand." they said afterwards.

You nodded, doing so without a thought, impulsive, lifting your head from their shoulder. You were, however, caught in surprise when your company had removed the knitted mitt, exposing your hand to the vast expanse of the winter weather.

a shiver was experienced once more, but was quickly overwritten by a warmth when they had tangled their fingers in yours, intertwining them and enveloping them in much needed warmth.

and you were okay with it, even without a mitt for one of your hands, and none on one of theirs, it was significantly warmer, brighter, more comfortable.

 They might as well be a heater with legs, with warm hands and a warm heart. 

a small gesture that had you blushing, cheeks warm against the unapologetic weather condition. They had pocketed your hand in the comforts of their coat's pocket, and truly ; holding hands with them, sharing pockets, suddenly you were warm, too warm despite the coldness.

you didn't mind being cold if they were there to keep you warm.


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