Plotline: It gets cold during winter, too cold. Toby hates it, he is always way more numb then normal, and he just cant stand the cold all together even if he cant feel pain. He ends up going to Masky because of it.
Smut or Fluff: Fluff
Au: normal (but has a headcannon that Toby can feel temperature, just not pain)
Hoodie is asleep in this, just like the 'Storms' chapter they live away from the pastas.
(Most of these oneshots are gonna be short so i wont say if they are now)
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Toby shivered under his blankets, even with some fluffy pj pants and his black sweater he's still feezing. This is why he always hated Winter, it's too cold for his liking. His skin usually goes paler and that gets him sick a big more then he should if he isn't wearing something warm.
He groaned, grabbing his blanket and going downstairs, the blanket wrapped around his body. Still cold somehow, this is another reason, he gets colder then most people because he usually has cold skin thanks to it being grayish. He walks to the kitchen, grabbing a drink for his dry throat, hes probably getting sick. Once he gulps it down he puts the cup on the island, walking away, too tired to care about anything.
His feet wander back to the staircases and up to his room. He walks back in and flops on his bed, trying to get to sleep to get away from the freezing temperature. He usually went to Lyra, he usually sleeps better from body heat because it doesnt go unlike what a heater does.
Toby couldnt get himself to sleep, so he got up and slipped on a night jacket, walking out of his room to Maskys. Hoodie usually sleeps with a loaded gun under his pillow, along with a crowbar under his bed. Masky isn't as paranoid so thats who Toby could trust more.
He knocked on the door, unsure if Masky is awake. It got confirmed that he is asleep a minute later, Toby heard a soft snore. He quietly opens the door, catching sight of an asleep Tim. Once he is in, he closes it and pokes at Tims face gently.
"Masky." After a few more tries, Tim opens an eye.
"What is it Toby? You should be asleep."
"I cant, its too cold." Toby replies, Tim sighs, rubbing his eyes as he sits up.
"Why not go to Brian?"
"You know why, he sleeps with weapons." Tims groans, its too true to argue.
"Fine then, get in." Toby smiles, hopping in the bed as Tim looks away, Tobys too cute for his own good. Tim lies back down and dozes off, not before feeling sonething cold wrap around his body.
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Tim didnt wake up as he expected. Toby was clinging on to him, tightly. And also Hoodie seemed to have taken a picture because one is hung on the wall. Tim took a glance at the clock.
"Toby, wake up." That just earned a groan, Tim sighed. He does still feel sleepy after all...
