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Author's Note:
I forgot I wrote this a while ago.
"Sorry, ma'am, you'll have to stand back."
Miku turned around to look at the security guard who was keeping a crowd of teenagers from glomping her and the other Vocaloids. She frowned at the sight, but she and her friends were exhausted after the concert—drenched in sweat during the middle of winter wasn't a good mix.
"Are you cold, Miku?"
The girl looked up to her blue-haired companion and saw Kaito was looking down at her with concern. She hadn't even noticed until now that she had been shivering.
"Just a little, but we'll be in the limo soon," She smiled when she saw that he wasn't completely convinced, "I'll be fine, Kaito."
He shook his head, pulling off his scarf and wrapping it around her. He took his jacket off next, slipping it over her dainty shoulders.
"Kaito—"
"I'll be fine," He laughed.
"Thank you," She muttered while a smile graced her lips.
"It won't be free, though."
"Huh?" Miku responded and looked up to her companion. Kaito only leaned down, brushing his lips against hers, "That's my payment."
She only giggled as they continued to make their way to the limousine.
