Let Me
Drabble 9: Frost
By: Kigen
Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare, version 2.0. RenLyserg. The cuteness and the fluff, it never ends.
Disclaimer: I wish Shaman King was mine. How else would Lyserg have relationships with Ren, Yoh, Hao, and Horo at the same time?
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Ren shivered lightly. It was December, and he was in England at Lyserg's home.
"My god. Are your winters always this cold?" Ren asked.
Lyserg shrugged, looking up from the book he was reading. Seeing the boy cast in the light of the fire, wearing an oversized sweater (Ren's actually), looking utterly innocent curled up in the large armchair, swamped with blankets; Ren had to give himself a mental note to control himself.
"It's a bit colder than it usually is. It doesn't get this cold in Japan or China, does it?" Lyserg asked. He unwrapped himself from the blankets, dragging one over to where Ren was sitting next to a window. He sat next to his boyfriend, covering the two with the blanket.
"No, it doesn't." Ren answered, pulling Lyserg against his side. He gave himself and reminder that control was a good thing when Lyserg nuzzled into his side.
Lyserg lay snug against Ren for a moment, before he smiled in childlike delight. His fingers reaching out to write something in English in the frost of the window. He encircled whatever he had written in a heart.
"What did you write?" Ren asked. He was learning English, and he recognized his name and Lyserg's, but the other words were beyond his grasp at the moment.
"Ren + Lyserg forever." Lyserg answered, snuggling against Ren's side once more.
Ren chuckled at the simple childishness of it all, tucking Lyserg closer to his body.
Maybe the cold wasn't all that bad.
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More simple cuteness. Next chapter is the first part of a Halloween themed RenLyserg genderbender. Why a genderbender? Cause Crimson and I are poor, poor, obsessed little fan girls.
Thanks for reading, please review.
Ja min'na-san!
