canon setting; i still have exams on sunday sobs
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"it's getting bigger."
"the village? yes."
it was cold on top of her carved face, but hashirama had equipped herself with extra coat. madara, on the other hand, brought no coat with him. she draped hers on his body, prompting him to look at her questioningly.
"you're shivering."
"i'm warm on the inside," he insisted. "just wrap yourself."
"nope." hashirama fixed the coat on his shoulder, and shifted closer to him. "i'm not going to risk you catching a cold."
madara sighed. "touch my chest if you don't believe it."
she gingerly lifted her hand, doing as he said. "...oh, you're right." the warmth traveled to her skin. it was pleasant.
they stayed like that for a while, gazing at the growing konoha underneath. lanterns lined the streets like star constellations. madara's own hand rested on her waist, pulling her closer until her head leaned on his chest.
"you should've told me that you're shivering, hashirama."