Day 1- Fire and Ice


The first time they held hands, it was like their very natures were battling.


Her hands were fiery hot, like she'd bathed her hands in coals. To describe her temperament as 'hot-blooded' was extremely fitting, in Jack's opinion- her blood was fire rushing under ivory skin.
His hands were icy cold, as though he had just been lifted from the frozen pond. Yet his cold blood made him neither sluggish nor murderous- his temperature did nothing to deter him spreading joy throughout the world.
The first time they kissed, it was as though their natures had made peace.
It burned, just like if she was out in wintertime and had laid face-down in the fresh snow.
It burned, just like if he was out in summertime and had turned his face to the blazing sun.
It burned, ice and fire, fire and ice.

Prompt- Fire and Ice
Word count- 143.