The Cold (FirePound)

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After the heating had broke, everyone was freezing. All aside from Fireball. He smugly sat on his bunk, leaning back as everyone came begging for them to huddle around him. Decline after decline, he was having none of it. He didn't want to be near ANY of them. Except one.

Pound came rushing over after everyone left to huddle within themselves, sharing blankets, and he pleaded, "Fireball! Please, please let me sit with you. I'm.. freezing!" They exchanged a look before Fireball opened his arms to him, and Pound happily jumped into them, wrapping himself around his body. His hands wandered, taking in the warmth. Fireball flushed, which only made him hotter and bigger, much to Pound's happiness. This struck a commotion, everyone went back into the cabin and scolded Fireball for being so inconsiderate towards everyone else, while some said it wasn't a surprise he was so lenient towards Pound. Pound felt bad, but there was nothing he could do to make Fireball even get close to the others let alone huddle with them. No way. Although, he did let them put a blanket over him to light a fire, which they gathered sticks and cardboard for. Pound was the only one to feel genuinely warm, being so close to Fireball. They snuggled and sighed, and Fireball couldn't help but burn brighter every single time he felt Pound move his hands up and down his back. The little gestures and touches drove him crazy, he wanted more and never wanted to let go. Good for him, Pound stayed for the warmth, there was no letting go any time soon. After everyone had finally fallen asleep, the two couldn't help but sneak little pecks, and they giggled amongst themselves between each one.

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They're so in love god help me.

btw i wanna write some caramel apple x chip stack stuff cause i love them.

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