•SNUFKIN•

Cold Touch*%•

(Mosaic reader!)

Beauty, it was everywhere, from nature to plain objects you could find in a home. The possibilities were an endless universe, everything had a value.

For Snufkin, beauty laid in the nature of life- any kind of life really. It wasn't just the lively green forest and animals he'd seen when he travels. No, nature to him had many different meanings, such as the nature of friendship, joy, anger, distress, sadness. Anything related to the nature of life, Snufkin had a fascination for it.

Now Snufkin might have a brand new section of beauty to him.

Just a year ago two new people and a cat came to Moomin valley. It was very small family, it included a witch and his Mosaic daughter. Also the small, fluffy, orange and black cat if you want to count him.

The witches daughter had gotten his attention the most. It wasn't everyday he's seen someone made out of pieces of sturdy glass.

From head to toe, the girl had combinations of glass attached to her. Big and blue, small with tiny stars, pink triangles, large round reds. It was incredible on how different glasses had made an artwork like her. What made it more astonishing was how lively and energetic she was. It was as if she were another person in the world, ignoring the fact she was made out of glass that is.

Who also knew someone could have their lover made out of glass.

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Her hands felt cool to the touch, so did the rest of her exposed glass skin. The weather usually effected her skin, but it wasn't a problem to couple who cuddled near the fire late at night.

"This is lovely..." She mumbled into Snufkin's shoulder.

Snufkin greatly agreed with her statement, it was lovely. It was just the two of them without any disruptions and not worrying if someone was watching. It was nice to soak in moments like this.

Taking a look at her, she seemed sleepy, fighting her droopy eyes.

"Should we call this a night?"

"Nnooo~" she whinned in reply, not wanting to sleep, even though at the same time she wanted to.

"Y/n you could barely keep your eyes open."

"Nah I can keep them open."

"Y/n, stare at me in the eyes to prove you're not tired."

With that, the staring competition began. Snufkin drowned in heavy detail of the girl in front of him. Seeing how each piece formed her square/round/oval jawline, her nose, and lips.

The good thing Snufkin loved the most were her eyes, those large/small glassy eyes. Since you were able to see your reflection in them, Snufkin concluded that they were made out of a mirror. Her eyes told a story. That story was the person who stared at their reflection.

It wasn't less than a minute when she gave up with groan.

"Damn it you're right."

Gingerly pushing the glass person off from him, he grabbed his water bucket and threw the water at the burning fire.

It was dark now.

"Let's take rest," he said gesturing to his tent. It was already too late to walk her home, and her father had left Moominvalley for so called ingredients.

She stood up and joined him in the tent.

They both laid on the soft and somewhat itchy grass with a thin blanket over them. Snufkin's small lantern was still lit up, ready to be turned off and used another time.

After turning off the lantern, Y/n wiggled closer to him.

"Hey, Snuf....can I ask you something?" A yawn was a let out in the middle of the girls weary tone.

"Sure."

"How....does it feel...to have skin."

"Hmm? Can you please rephrase that?"  Snufkin was confused on what direction she was trying to head to.

"You know....what is it like not being made out of glass?"

"Well, there isn't much to say. I believe it doesn't have that much affect in daily life." Snufkin answered, trying to piece in every word he said into a satisfying answer for her.

"Why do...." Snufkin was stopped when he realized she fell asleep. It was hard to see but Snufkin knew she went out.

He had still wondered, why did ask such odd question out of the blue. Was she feeling insecure?

He laid his hand on hers, feeling the icy and smooth texture it had. Despite feeling a cold touch, he knew she was filled with warmth in her soul.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

After leaving a small kiss on her hand he went to sleep, with a single thought thought in his mind.

I have to ask her why she said that.

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Pew pew

Part 2?