Krillin had flown across galaxies, fought beings of untold power, and died several times. Pain was nothing new to him.
Was he getting soft?
Stretching his feet out of the soft hotel bed, he thought again about getting up. Then his feet emerged from the warm blankets and were bathed in freezing air.
I had to fight with celestial beings… why am I afraid of the cold? Maybe all that time at the tropical Kame House…
Said feet withdrew back into their warm cocoon.
"Well? When are you going to get up? It was your idea to take a vacation here, remember?"
Krillin opened his eyes and saw 18's waistband.
..?
He closed them again.
"I'll get up in 5 minutes, k babe?"
"You said that 5 minutes ago."
He sighed. She had a point - he was the one who chose to vacation in the snowy North, and now he was stalling and regretting it. Or maybe…?
"I'll get up in 15 minutes if you come back to bed with me."
Opening his eyes, he directed his gaze up. "How does that sound?"
There was a moment's pause.
"You promise?"
Krillin smiled. "I promise."
18 sighed, an exhalation not of exasperation, but of defeat. "Very well."
She carefully slid back underneath the blankets, feeling the inviting warmth of the bed and Krillin's arms wrapping around her back.
"I could stay here forever, you know."
"15 minutes, remember?"
"Mmm…"
Wrapping his arms over the fabric of her tshirt, Krillin pulled her closer, feeling her thunderbolt necklace press against his own chest.
— One hour later…
18's eyes fluttered open. By now the clear winter sun streamed in through the windows, the last of the clouds burning off.
But her boyfriend had a point - it was still so cold. Everything seemed ok, safe and warm in this cocoon of sheets.
She felt his lips graze her cheek, his arms pulling her ever closer.
"Staying here with you is a vacation enough," Krillin smiled.
18 kissed him gently.
"I love you."