Winter - Snufmin ((DISCONTINUED))

Chapter Three

A/N: I know. Its finally here. I'm so sorry it's taken so long. Hope you like it.

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It was a quiet morning that started the second day of their journey. Snufkin woke to see the canvas wall of his tent staring back at him. That was normal, that's what he always woke up to in his tent. There was something that felt different, though, but he couldn't put his finger on it. 

After laying there motionless for another minute or so, he decided it was time to get the day started. He went to roll from his side onto his back, but something held him back. 

He looked down to see two white, fuzzy arms wrapped around his torso. In his tired, groggy morning state, he was incredibly confused.

Then he remembered he wasn't alone on this trip.

Snufkin's heart did something he didn't know how to describe. Why it happened, he was also unsure of. 

Well, whatever it was, he couldn't just lay here and wait for Moomintroll to wake up, because that would cause another plethora of issues. 

That, and he was really hungry.

"Okay," Snufkin said under his breath. He was trying to think of the best way to go about this. 

He had proved earlier that he couldn't push through, so that wouldn't work.

He tried to pry Moomintroll's arms off of him, and quickly learned that Moomintroll had a death grip. Snufkin didn't want to risk hurting him or waking him up, so he moved on to his last idea.

With a bit of effort, he managed to shuffle himself upward and successfully made it out of Moomintroll's arms. He noticed he felt a bit colder than he had before, and a little emptier, too.

Snufkin concluded that it was just because he was hungry. Nothing else. I mean, what else could he possibly be? He couldn't think of anything.

He subconsciously took a few more seconds to look at Moomintroll, then left the tent to get breakfast started.

***

Snufkin was just about done making breakfast when Moomintroll crawled out of the tent, sort of dragging himself, it seemed.

"Good morning," Snufkin said gently, smiling.

Moomintroll yawned, rubbing his eyes and stretching. "Good morning," he replied groggily.

Snufkin had been sitting on a log in front of the campfire. He had set another log across from him for Moomintroll to sit at while they ate. 

Moomintroll walked to the log, but instead of sitting on it, as Snufkin had intended, he started pushing it. He pushed it until it was next to Snufkin's log, and then sat down.

Alright, Snufkin thought. His heart did that thing again.

He got a bowl for Moomintroll, and the two ate their breakfast in silence.

Snufkin was used to eating alone in silence, but something about Moomintroll being there made it feel just a little more comfortable.

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Snufkin put the used bowls away in his bag. 

"Are you.. gonna wash them?" Moomintroll asked.

"Have to find a river or a lake first," Snufkin responded, zipping up his bag.

"Oh yeah, that makes sense," Moomintroll chuckled to himself.

Snufkin smiled at that. "Would you like to go on a morning walk before we take the tent down?"