Featuring Kyoko Sakura x Sayaka Miki from Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Sayaka had been complaining for the past three hours about how there was no snow.

"It's not gonna be a good Christmas without snow!" she had said. "And what's the point of it being so freaking cold outside if there's no snow?"

Kyoko Sakura herself wasn't particularly keen on snow. Usually it meant she'd be huddling inside the church under some moth eaten blankets and hoping not too much of the cold white stuff got in through the holes in the roof. This year, she wasn't sure what to think; as she was lucky enough to be allowed to crash at Sayaka's place until she could afford an apartment or something. Her parents were pretty laid-back; she was glad for that.

So maybe snow would be okay if she didn't have to live in it. Still, the thought of the sloppy stuff made her wrinkle her nose in disgust.

Sayaka had gone uncharacteristically quiet from her spot on the couch. Kyoko leaned over the back of the couch to see what was up.

Then she had to smother a smile. She was fast asleep, the little rascal. When had that happened?

Heat radiated off from the fireplace just in front of the couch. A fireplace. Who would have thought Sayaka was well off enough to have something so fancy. Kyoko sighed like a contented cat, closing her eyes and letting the heat blow into her face. Then she opened her eyes again and looked down at the sleeping Sayaka.

She was at a pretty uncomfortable looking angle, her head lolling to the side and her mouth hanging open. One arm was flung back over the side of the couch, the other was wedged behind her head. Kyoko sniggered.

"Sayaka," she whispered.

Sayaka's breathing didn't change.

"Sayaka," Kyoko tried again.

Nope. She was dead asleep. Kyoko pressed her lips together to try and restrain her giggles.

She came around the couch and stood in front of the sleeping girl. The heat of the fire radiated against her back now, and she had to pause for a moment to enjoy it. Grinning, she reached over to the end table beside the couch and filched one of Sayaka's half finished cookies, popping the sugary circle into her mouth. Ummm. Heat, and food – the two things she loved most of all.

She reached over to pulled Sayaka's arms down from their unnatural positions, carefully situating the peaceful girl. She stirred slightly, but didn't not awaken. Kyoko found herself blushing a bit, and it didn't have to do with the heat.

Kyoko settled onto the couch beside Sayaka. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if Sayaka would be okay with this. Like, they had held hands before, but she wasn't sure if Sayaka had thought of it the same way that Kyoko had thought about it.

Quietly, she snuggled up close to Sayaka, their shoulders pressing together. Kyoko carefully pulled Sayaka into a position leaning against her, thinking at least this would be more comfortable, right? Sayaka's head rolled onto Kyoko's chest. Kyoko felt the heat rising in her cheeks. Maybe Sayaka would get mad about this. Maybe she didn't want to cuddle.

But Kyoko was cold, and Sayaka was warm, and the feeling of Sayaka's solid weight against Kyoko was a nice one. She wasn't sure she wanted to move.

Sayaka stirred again in her sleep. Her eyes half fluttered open and Kyoko's blush deepened.

It was hard to tell if she actually woke up fully. But a half smile seemed to flicker on her lips, and she kind of shifted in her sleep, settling deeper into Kyoko's arms. One of her arms even slid around Kyoko's waist.

Kyoko smiled, a bit sheepish and happy all at once. Maybe she had just done it in her sleep.

But it was nice, either way. And she was glad to be able to sit like this with her.

Go ahead and snow, she thought at the sky somewhere above the roof of the house. I don't care. I'm warm right here. You can't touch me, cold. Not anymore.

Kyoko sighed and dropped her head against the top of Sayaka's. It wasn't long before the warmth got to her, and she, too, fell fast asleep.