Trap

Dino's arm hung around my waist, trapping me against his warm body as the four of us walked down the busy streets of L'Aquila. Gokudera mentioned in a hush that we were going to drive back to Tsuna's, since it was only a six hour ride. Luckily, it wasn't a beat up car as I thought.

Gokudera and Yamamoto saddled up in the front while Dino ushered me in the back. Cranking up the heat, Yamamoto and Dino shed their jackets, draping them over my shoulders.

"It'll keep you warm, Valencia-chan. It's not dirty or anything," Yamamoto insisted. I frowned but didn't bother fighting his insistence. I was more concerned about dirtying his jacket. Sighing with resignation, I curled up on the seat, resting my head on Dino's lap. Though the ride back was bumpy, it was the best sleep I had gotten in the last few days.