[ as if she was going to go anywhere. if anything, she can't help but let her body sink down against his. wrapped up in scarves and coats and layers, all the sensation is in the mouths. the light brush of their noses. hiyori's hair brushing his blushy era cheeks.
but it's warm.
it's so warm.
for his thank you, she shoots him a bewildered but fond smile before laying her head on his chest and scooting over just a bit to lay beside him. one leg draped over his legs. the lights cast interesting shadows around the inside of the snow shrine and on yato's face.
she can't help but stare at him for a bit because of it. then again, there are times she can't help but stare at him without the lights. ]
Speaking of Christmas... what do you want? As a gift?
no subject
but it's warm.
it's so warm.
for his thank you, she shoots him a bewildered but fond smile before laying her head on his chest and scooting over just a bit to lay beside him. one leg draped over his legs. the lights cast interesting shadows around the inside of the snow shrine and on yato's face.
she can't help but stare at him for a bit because of it. then again, there are times she can't help but stare at him without the lights. ]
Speaking of Christmas... what do you want? As a gift?