author's note: Thank you for the reviews! For one of the next prompts, I was considering 'Reindeer' and was thinking of making it a follow up to Santa Claus? (Yuffie + her constantly indecent clothing +reindeer costume = Fun ;D)
Fireplace
Casting a glance at the shivering female beside him, Vincent sighed quietly. She had decided to come over and keep him company - why, he did not know - and had apparently thought it wise to dress only in her normal clothing. Sometimes, the man ventured to wonder how exactly she had survived so many winters with the little amount of clothing she was ever seen wearing, but he caught himself before delving too deeply into the topic with a quick reminder of 'you shouldn't care.'
She made it difficult to ignore her, though. One might think that over the years of hearing her excessive babbling and exagerized tales that an immunization was build, up to the point that it was little more noise than a fly in the room; it was very unlikely that anyone could build up an immunization with Yuffie Kisaragi. The teeth chattering wouldn't allow him to focus on anything else and, with another quick look at the ninja, he suddenly stood, leaving the room.
"V-Vinnie-!"
Before she could further complain or apologize (Vincent never really knew which she would choose), the man returned to the room with something red in his arms, as well as a few logs for the previously disregarded fireplace. In moments, a roaring fire lit the room and enveloped them in a welcome warmth, a blanket placed over the freezing female as Vincent took his place on the couch. Quickly, he had a small body pressing against him, almost as if trying to suck the warmth from him and put the chill of her skin into him in return. Oddly enough, he didn't mind.
As the noise of her chattering teeth faded away, her small head leaned against his shoulder, stormy eyes partially closed as they focused on the flickering of the fire. A rare moment in the life of Yuffie - she was too tired to fill the silence with her voice. When she did speak, her words were laced with drowsiness.
"I'm glad you kept the blanket I gave you..."
Moments after she spoke, he could feel her slump more against him, her breathing soft and slow as she slept. The barest hint of a smile adorned his features, giving no answer as he focused his crimson gaze on the gentle flames.