I wrapped the blanket closer around my shoulders, fisted it under my chin. The fleece was worn, itchy against my skin, but oh god it was warm. I heard him laugh at me from the other side of the room, eye alit with sincere enjoyment- something that didn't happen too often to the blonde.
I scrunched up my nose at him, "bitch." His laugherter grew stronger, as his back arched lower, his hand clutching his stomach. Silken gold swung down from behind his ear, covering his face, those sapphire eyes. Disappointedly, I said the first thing that came to mind, to get his eyes on mine again "Shut it."
He looked back at me again, still laughing; tongue pressed up against the top row of teeth in a deliriously happy grin. "Sorry." He managed to bark out between the laughs. "You just look so fucking adorable balled up like that."
My eyes narrowed at him, and I pulled the blanket tighter. "It's fucking freezing in here. 'S not my fault someone bought a shit place to live." I was warm under the blankets though, the one covering my lap folded over twice, autum leaves dancing in an imaginary wind. The one around my shoulders and covering the rest of my body was a solid turquoise.
He said it matched my eyes before.
He stood up, and I didn't see how Mello could be dressed like that for a moment, just a vest and pants, skin showing more than it should. He pulled up one side of a blanket, and I retreated at the cold air. He smiled again, "let me in, I'm cold too." The blonde pressed the back of his hand to my check. It was true; cold hands burned my skin from the sudden change in temperature. I let him under my blanket, and wrapped my arms around him. It wouldn't be fair if I let my best friend die on me now. He snuggled against me, and although we both refused to admit it, we enjoyed the physical contact we had with each other. I ran a hand through his hair and rested it on his shoulder.
"I hope we can be like this forever." He mumbled sleepily, head gaining weight on my shoulder.
I rested my chin over his head, pressing my lips softly into his hair. My heart sunk at the danger that the future brought, but for now, we were happy under the same blakets. "Yeah. Me too." Even if it is impossible.