Doumeki and Watanuki
It was cold. Of course it would be cold; it was that time of the year already. Watanuki had been shivering all this time as he walked heading for his apartment.
"Would you stop following me?! What are you, some kind of stalker?!"
Doumeki puts one of his fingers in his ear as he felt another rant from the bespectacled boy coming on. Instead, he heard a sneeze. "Are you cold?"
"No I'm not cold." Watanuki said wit his teeth chattering.
"That's not true. Here." Doumeki wrapped his scarf around Watanuki's neck.
Watanuki mumbled something incomprehensible and turned away from Doumeki. He hid his face from the other boy.
"What?" Doumeki inquired. Was that a smirk on his face?
"I said thanks!" then Doumeki tried to get a good look of his face. "What are you doing?!" Watanuki shouted. "Stop that!" He evaded more of the other's tries.
"I want to know what you look like when you're saying that." Doumeki knew. He knew that there was a blush on Watanuki's face. But he wanted to tease him, maybe just a little bit.
Watanuki swore. He swore he would never tell Doumeki that truth. That he had made Doumeki's mittens last. That he wanted to perfect how to make them.