~Safe In Her Arms~
The wind howled, rain battered the windows, and Sumireko was shivering under her star-dappled quilt. On those nights, she was grateful to have company.
Sumireko's company lay in her arms, warm and quiet, his pointy nose burrowing into her neck. Sumireko squeezed him and pulled the quilt tighter, shivering to get some warmth. When would the heater be repaired? She knew she'd die before admitting she needed an electric blanket.
"We'll be fine. I love you, Mr Bunnykins…" Sumireko mumbled, kissing her plushie between his floppy ears. She lay there and tried to dream of summer days at the shrine.
~Author's Note~
Because life's too short to sleep without a cuddly toy.