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Cross-posted from my writing blog. I hope you like it.
Cold
Eyelids fluttered and with a hazy state of mind, Sousuke turned around to check on Makoto before glancing at the clock on the wall.
4.34
It became an unusual habit for him; waking up in the middle of the morning without any reason. The sun had not yet rise and the room was barely illuminated by the soft glow of the lantern beside their bed. This time he felt a breeze brushing his bare legs and he shivered lightly, body scooted closer towards Makoto and hugged him from the back, lightly kissing his nape and nuzzled between the tufts of olive green hair.
The blanket they shared were covered around his body and the remaining length of cloth that was supposedly be enough to protect Sousuke from the cold were pooled around his legs. Sousuke gently tugged the light brown blanket to relinquish the warmth underneath it but it won't budge and instead it was pulled harshly from his grasp.
Sousuke was stunned, not knowing the fact that Makoto was a blanket hogger though he would've find this situation cute; save it for the fact that the chilly air had numbed his sensations and he could really use a heater to warm up his body. However, the only source of heat that could desensitise the cause of his constant trembling was far away from his reach.
'Cute or not, I'm not gonna die young from being frozen to death.'
A battle for the blanket ensued; with Sousuke wresting and yanking the blanket roughly from gently pulling and tugging the blanket to uncover the impenetrable cocoon next to him. It was a bad move; the noirette had barely dodged the deadly punch thrown to his direction and the second one had hit him square on the jaw but with less force.
Of course, the green-eyed angel was sleeping soundly without any signs of waking up but he had turned around to face Sousuke. He rubbed his jaw and winced in pain, although uninjured the throbbing pain did not dissipate. He sat for a moment, glaring at Makoto and muttered, "Fuck it." He peeled off Makoto's tight grip of the blanket and pulled Makoto close to his body. His head nodding off cosily on Sousuke's chest. Their legs were tangled together on the bed and sheets ruffled underneath them as Sousuke had Makoto in his embrace and had successfully gotten the blanket to cover his body.
A sigh of relief escaped his lips as Makoto showed to signs of resistance and waking up from their dispute. He buried his nose between the tousled hair of his lover and closed his eyes.
'Having you in my arms is worth the trouble of getting punched.'