The flame seemed to dance before you in an enchanting mixture of oranges, yellows and reds. As you sat before the fireplace you couldn't help but slip into a more relaxed position. The warmth seemed to spread through the room permeating your fatigued body.
The winters in Magnoshutatt were frigid and bitter some years and this just seemed to be one of those years. Thus, you sat huddled by the fireplace in Sphintus and Aladdin's room, idly poking at the fire with small twigs you had found outside.
"Oh there you are, (Y/N)."
The sound of the voice startled you so much that you lurched forward causing your hand to brush over the fire.
"Ouch!" You pulled back hissing and cursing under your breath. Instantly, Sphintus was by your side holding your hand and examining it.
"Sorry, sorry! Geez, there's already a blister forming..." He fussed over your hand until you calmly laid a hand on his forearm.
"It's alright. It's not serious." You hurriedly assured him. He seemed to calm down at that statement and shot you an apologetic smile.
"Sorry. Did I scare you?" He shot you a sheepish grin.
You chuckled and grinned back, "Yeah, just a little. I thought you would still have classes?"
"Yeah, but I got out early because I already mastered the new spell we just learned." You snorted at the triumphant and slightly cocky look on his face.
"Alright, alright. I get it. You're the best magician in the 4th Kodor."
"Completely correct."
"Right." You bit your lip to hold back your laughter. Sphintus just rolled his eyes and pulled you to your feet.
When you shot him an inquisitive look he quickly explained. "Let's go wash your hand and get you an ice pack." You nodded and followed him obediently to his bathroom where you washed your hands and held out an ice pack.
"Thanks." You shot him a grateful look. Just as you were about to take the ice pack he grabbed your hand and lifted it to his lips, gently kissing it.
"Now I'm sure it'll get all better." He smiled warmly at you much to your embarrassment.
"Such a gentleman considering you were the cause of this wound." You leaned forward and pecked him on the lips.
"You can let it slide." He grinned slyly.
"Of course." And with that he claimed your lips again.