Title: Iceberg
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Claim: Naminé x Roxas
Theme: 033. Cold
Word Count: 175
Rating: K
Disclaimer: I'm only borrowing them. Square-Enix and Disney own my soul right now.
Summary: Black coats really do keep the warmth in.
"You're lucky, you know."
"How is that?"
"Your coat provides you with some warmth at least."
She folds her arms across her small chest, rubbing cool fingers across colder shoulders.
"It's freezing when Vexen goes on his little angry spells. I do wish he wouldn't use Blizzaga, though."
"You should see the basement, it's treacherous down there."
"How's that?"
"Oh you know, icicles here and there."
"No thanks, I'll pass."
'Are you cold, Naminé?"
"Funny you should ask me that now."
"Sarcastic doesn't suit you, you know."
"Neither does the colour white. I'm a little tired of being a blank slate."
"So you want to look like us? We're the bad guys."
"You're not that bad, Roxie."
He drapes his arm casually over her shoulder and she shudders at the sudden warmth.
"You know, black wouldn't suit you well."
"Oh you."
"I'm just saying."
"Shush. Don't move about so much."
The room falls quiet, and off in the distance they hear splintering ice and muffled curses.
"Roxas? Roxas, move—oh, never mind. You've fallen asleep."
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