Ficlet #26
Word count: 255
冷たい草 – Cold Grass
Sora shivered as his skin came in contact with the cold morning dew decorating the green grass, freshly cut and tickled at the bottom of his feet. Above him, the signs of a crisp morning shimmered across the purple-pink-orange sky. Near the distant horizon, a wave of rolling clouds lapped at the rising sun, eager to shield the cold ground from the hot sun.
The boy took in a deep breath, smelling the grass that permeated the meadow air. A breeze swept across the empty land and bit at the warmth of the boy's body. Goosebumps marred the usually smooth skin. A pair of hands reached over and covered the shivering teen with a warm woolen jacket.
"You idiot," muttered Roxas sleepily. Sora simply grinned at him.
Around them, the meadow danced underneath the breezes, the dew drops sprayed across the air and colored the green grass with red, blue, yellow, orange. A sliver of the large sun peeked over the horizon, its image shimmering with the morning grass.
Sora breathed a sigh of content and fell backwards onto the grass, laughing as the grass tickled at his skin. Beside him, Roxas sat down, his fingers tracing the length of a blade of grass absent-mindedly.
"This is a perfect morning," sighed Sora.
"So it is," replied Roxas.
Sora pulled the still sitting blonde down and close to him, snuggling against the teen happily.
The morning sun rose to greet the two sleeping boys on the wet grass and caressed their bodies with her warming rays.
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer applies. QQ.
A/N: Not much to talk about here. Just another fluffy fic I thought about for Valentine's.