Masato's POV
I sat still as the snow fell around us. I could feel the weight of Ren's head on my shoulder from when he'd drifted off earlier. I watched as the small flakes settled into his hair and melted on his face making him shiver slightly. When we'd come to sit outside we hadn't anticipated that it would drop to this kind of temperature. Ren had only come out in a t-shirt and at this point was shivering quite uncontrollably despite his sleeping state. I picked up one of his hands and brought them to rest on my stomach under my many layers of clothing. His hand was cold and caused me to jump slightly as it made contact with the warm skin on my stomach. I let his hand rest there as I carefully took off my top layer and draped it over him; careful not to disturb him. When his shivering lessened I pulled him closer to me and nestled my chin on the top of his head.
"I don't want to wake you Ren," I whispered. "But I wish you could see the snow. It's so beautiful."