More fluff, because why the heck not? XD

"Johnny!"

The squeal erupted from Eira's bathroom, followed by several bangs as things fell—including her.

Johnny dropped what he was doing (literally—Sue was going to kill him for breaking yet another piece of dishware), and rushed to the newly frosted-over door.

"Eira?" He called through the door, raising his internal temperature to melt the frost. As soon as the knob was loose enough to turn, he let himself in.

The room was freezing, every surface covered in a fine coating of frost. His breath came out in puffs of white fog, and his skin prickled from the cold.

"Johnny! Oh good, I thought you left with everyone else—would you, ah, thaw this place out and then shut your eyes?"

A grin slid onto his lips as he watched the shower curtain shift slightly, the girl inside pulling herself to her feet.

"What happened to you?"

"The shower must have gotten too hot, and my little friend got uncomfortable. Everything just suddenly froze—pretty sure the pipes are solid. I need to get out, but, well… My towel is frozen."

Johnny started chuckling, moving to where her towel was hanging on the wall.

"You get into the most bizarre situations," he teased as he started to thaw out her towel. "Sure you don't want me to thaw you out, too?"

He did not have to see her face to know she was blushing.

"Just warm up my towel, would you?" She grumbled, an arm slinking out of the shower curtain to take it from him.

He kissed the back of her hand and gave her the towel. He waited until she peeked her head out to look at him, and then winked.

"I said close your eyes!"

"I don't want to. This is a rare opportunity—I never get to see you covered in ice crystals! Unless you're, ya know, covered in ice crystals."

"Johnny…"

"C'mon, Eira, I'll warm you up. You need it, right? Can't be comfortable to be wet and frozen."

She sighed, opening the curtain and carefully stepping out, shivering.

Her hair was frozen in wet strands, diamond-like droplets stuck all over her skin. Johnny had to catch himself from staring too long, realizing (not for the first time) how stunning she was. She looked like a creature from a fairytale, some mythic being from another planet. Which, he supposed, she was to some degree.

"You're staring."

"You're beautiful."

Her cheeks tinted pink and he pulled her into a hug. He stroked her hair, feeling it slowly start to thaw and evaporate. The diamond droplets on her skin rolled down her shoulders and disappeared into steam. Her hands were cold as they pressed into his back, her whole frame shaking as the cold slowly gave way to his warmth.

He shivered slightly as her hands slid higher up his back, and she peeked up at him curiously.

"Cold hands." He grinned.

She put her forehead to his chest, smiling. "Warm heart."

I love it. Possibly making this into a longer series, should the urge arise.