When winter comes

As we were walking, Lou's back was in front of me. I noticed that our ages are gradually getting closer. I smiled to myself. Just a little bit more. But it kinda makes me sad thinking that if Lou can't grow old, someday, I'll become older than him. I might even die out of old age while he still looks like an 18-year-old boy.

I was back from spacing out when I heard a plastic like noise inside my bag.

"Oh, right before I forget. Here Lou, a present" I handed my present, a scarf to be exact.

"What's this?" He opened the plastic wrapped around the scarf

"I thouht you could need one. I never really saw you wear any heavy clothes other than your coat and your inner clothes. This can help you to keep warm when you sleep at night"

"Thanks. I'm starting to like red scarfs now" he joked.

As we usually do, we hung out at our fortress and tell stories about our experiences, and I just really enjoy his company. My feelings for Lou became stronger each year and I don't know how I can stop these feelings anymore.

I want to touch him..