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Drabble 5: Warmth
"Mine."
And that was all Kanda had to say as he stared down Howard Link.
"You keep your hands off of him. You people have hurt him enough." Kanda's voice was calm and cold.
But Allen only felt warmth, pressed against his lover's hard chest, bundled in the fleece of the older exorcist's coat.
Kanda's icy eyes were locked on Link, glaring right through him, cold and calm.
What was this warmth, when he is so cold? Thoughts clouded Allen's weary mind. What was this, this warmth in Kanda's arms?
Then Allen knew. This glorious warmth was Kanda's cold love.
With Love
Lady BloodDove
THE SILENCE SPEAKS