As it was (Abel Heilon)

I do

Setting her pen down, she closed her diary before she look forward and there she saw the man who have been standing in the corner of the room for a while now, just silently leaning against the book shelf as he stare at her.

"What brings you here- cough. Ehem, excuse me."

Grabbing of the bloody handkerchief resting right beside the dairy, she wipe of the excess blood down her chin that almost stain her table.

"Do I need a reason to come here?"

"In the middle of the night? cough- Well of course. Don't you have better things to do?"

"I'm bored."

He shrug, walking towards her direction as she manage to stay on seat.

"Care to join me for a walk?"

He smirk at you as he lean on one hand on your table

Looking at him for a good couple of seconds, you burst into a chuckle that end up into fits of bloody coughing as you quickly use your handkerchief to cover it up as you stood up, almost stumbling but then he hold your arm, stabilizing your form.

"Careful."

He frown but didn't pay attention too your bloody handkerchief at all

That made you laugh, this time suppressing the pain and ache on your body inside and out.

"Right, let's go out for a walk."

You smile genuine at him and which he just stare at you causing you to look away

"Let me get my jacke-"

"Use this."

He end up covering you with his coat causing your sentence to get cut off as you felt something warm and light over your head.

It was his fluffy, flurry coat that he always wear. You have always expected it to be heavy but it was extremely light and warm.

Adjusting his big coat into you properly, he took your hand and dragged you out of that room.

As his big warm hands held your cold, shaking small hand, all you could do was to stare at his back. Something you aren't used to.

You used to be the one leading the way for him, you used to be the one that was holding his hand and dragging him. With that thought you let out a silent chuckle.

"What are you laughing off in there?"

"cough. Nothing."