Balance (Hamburr Elemental AU)

Chapter 1

Much wow yes

3rd of Persons POV

Aaron walked down the street alongside his friend, Thomas.

"Do you ever leave the house without some type of hoodie?" Thomas asked for the 4th time this week. It was Tuesday.

Aaron shook his head. "I don't know how you guys do it but whenever I do I feel cold as hell," Aaron answered.

"As cold as your hands? Because they're frigid," Thomas yanked Aaron's hand out of his hoodie (much to his protest) as proof.

Aaron glared at Thomas and shoved his hand back in his pocket, speeding up ahead of Thomas. Thomas yelled in complaint and ran to catch up.

"Okay okay sorry damn," Thomas mumbled.

"Yeah yeah," Aaron chuckled but stopped when he noticing Thomas staring at him like he had grown two heads. "What?"

"I...I don't know. Uhh, give me your hoodie, I'll let you wear mine for the day."

"Why?"

"Dammit Aaron just give me the hoodie."

Aaron huffed and slipped off the warm layer of clothing and immdiately shivered when the air (which wasn't even that cold) came in contact with his skin. He handed it to Thomas and Thomas pulled a different, spare hoodie out from his back, tossing it to Aaron.

Aaron gratefully put it on and watched as the too long sleeves rolled past his hands, covering them.

"Y'know, I might just keep this," Aaron joked and grinned when Thomas glared at him.

"I think the fuck not you crazy son of a bitch. That's my favorite hoodie," Thomas stated.

"Okay sorry, no need to snap me," Aaron raised his hands defensively.

Thomas just huffed and walked into the school building, holding the door open for Aaron. Aaron thanked him and walked inside, heading off towards his first class.

Aaron sat down at his desk and waited for the students to arrive when he noticed someone in particular. It was Alex. They didn't talk like, at all but it was only today that Aaron saw him fully without his mind wandering off.

He felt his hands get colder for some reason and he muttered something, looking away and setting his head down. He felt his cheeks get hot (well, more like warmer than before) and he groaned internally.

It was only the 2nd day of school goddammit.

Thomas on the other hand, went to his first class which was a sewing class. He only really took it for the easy A and credit from the class. He set Aaron's hoodie down and stared at it. He looked around the classroom.

No one else was in there yet.

He got up and searched the class for different types of fabric and materials and sat back down at his desk. A sewing machine sat on the corner of each desk (it was that one type of desk that looked like it could be a literal fucking table).

He had no idea how to work one, but he just took a breath and let his hands do the work without thinking about it much. James (Madison) walked in shortly after and raised an eyebrow before walking to Thomas' side.

"This is new, I thought you hated sewing," James said. Thomas shrugged and kept working without looking up.

"It's never too late to try new things James," Thomas responded.

James shook his head and sat down next to Thomas, watching him work. Eventually the other students and the teacher entered the class.

The teacher stared at Thomas for a moment before calling roll call (because that's a thing) and trying to begin class.