Mormor Oneshots *OLD WRITING*

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Jim shivered, annoyed by how could it was. He was already wearing two coats and five blankets...why was he still cold?

"Jeez, boss. You getting sick?" Seb called out from his room.

"Shut up," Jim grumbled, "and help me keep warm."

"Is this an excuse for a hug?" Seb teased.

"No, I'm freezing and you give off body heat." Jim rolled his eyes.

"If you can feel body heat through all those layers!"

"Moran, did I not just tell you to shut up and hug me?" Jim growled again.

Seb hid a laugh, tugging Jim close. Jim snuggled closer, curling up in Seb's lap like a cat.

"Would you kill me if I called you 'kitty'?" Seb mumbled.

"Yes I would."

"Well there goes that nickname."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"I'll cut out your tongue."

"How romantic. I was expecting a kiss."

"Will you shut up if I give you one?"

"Sure, boss."

Jim rolled his eyes, quickly kissing Seb. He returned to soaking in Seb's body heat, his shivers dying down.

As promised, Seb didn't say anything else. Jim ranted about the cold the entire time, and Seb simply listened to him.

"Sebby?"

Seb raised an eyebrow to signal that he was listening.

"Is the heating broken or something?"

Seb shrugged, biting his lip.

"Well then this building is horrible with heating then. You're moving in with me now." Jim ordered.

Seb raised both his eyebrows at that.

"I'm not coming over to a freezing apartment when I need my tiger," Jim rolled his eyes.

"Alright boss. Should I start packing?"

"After I leave," Jim replied.

"Alright. Warm now, boss?"

"Yes, thank you Moran."

"Just so you remember, I'm your assassin...not your personal heater."

"Oh shut up. You're enjoying this."

"Mmhm."

A/n: I don't know what exactly happened but
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