Another 200 word 'drabble' by me.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Person of Interest.
Staying Warm in the Night
He awoke shivering in the dark night. As he pulled at the absent blankets he met resistance. Huh? Odd. There was something to the side of him. Finch squinted. Between his eyesight and the blackness he couldn't see a thing.
His fingers left his side cautiously and hit something hard. A gasp filled the quiet night. Something moved to the side of him. Panic squeezed his heart until it turned colder than the air around him. What -or who- was that? No one should have been in the bed but himself.
The silhouette moved and groaned. Finch prepared himself to make a run for it, or at least attempt to. Then there was an arm encircling his body and the figure was pressing itself against him.
"Ah!" Finch screamed as he thrashed wildly, ignoring the pain it created.
"Whoa, stop, you're going to hurt yourself."
The voice sounded familiar.
Then it hit him. "Dammit, Mr. Reese. You almost gave me a heart attack."
"Sorry, Harold. Just trying to stay warm."
"'Trying' is right."
Reese pulled the covers over both of them and got cozy. "That better?"
"Yes, thank you." More than you know.
Reese smiled as Finch relaxed in his arms.