Love 2: Sweet and Warm
Ayumi Yoshida and Conan Edogawa sat by the warm fireplace, enjoying the heat radiating from the invention. Snow flew at the doors and windows, blurring the glass and wood. Ai and Mitsuhiko laid asleep together in a recliner, her head resting on his shoulder and his head resting on her head. Genta was slumped on the loveseat, snorring without making a sound. "Conan-kun."
"Hmm?"
"I'm still cold. Can we put more fire in?" He nodded. "Yeah, I felt it too." He reached over a picked up a medium-sized piece of wood, throwing it in. He narrowed his eyes. It still wasn't warm enough. He put more in.
Still not warm enough...
A little more flew in.
Not enough...
He sighed and sat back on the floor in front of the fireplace, his blue blanket covering his lap as he held hot coco in his hands. Ayumi shivered a little, hiding it so Conan wouldn't see. Looking over at her, he smiled and set his mug down, reaching an arm over to the trembling girl who was covered in a pink blanket. A small gasp came from her lips as he rested her head onto his chest, her hand slighty to the side of her head. She noticed a sudden warmth and began to grip onto his shirt, brawling her hand into a fist.
"Warm enough?"
She nodded, a yawn escaping from her lips. "My love has always kept me warm." A blush crossed his cheeks as she fell asleep on his chest. Looking down at her, he smiled. Conan leaned down and kissed his friend's head. "Mine has, too."