[ With a couple of tiny wiggles to settle in and back comfortably against the wall (and so they can both rest comfortably warm against each other), Yzak leaves that arm around his waist while the other stays draped around Blue's shoulders to keep him close.
He tips his head down in turn to meet his gaze, still pink (cause gosh he's all cute bundled up like that, ugh). ]
Good.
[ He mutters, and then adds, voice and eyes dipping the tiniest bit, still pink as he feels Blue's hands move back against him, because, ]
If your hands are still that cold, you can ... put them under my shirt, skin - skin is warmer, that's why!
[ That's ALL HE MeaNS but it can't not sound weird. ]
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He tips his head down in turn to meet his gaze, still pink (cause gosh he's all cute bundled up like that, ugh). ]
Good.
[ He mutters, and then adds, voice and eyes dipping the tiniest bit, still pink as he feels Blue's hands move back against him, because, ]
If your hands are still that cold, you can ... put them under my shirt, skin - skin is warmer, that's why!
[ That's ALL HE MeaNS but it can't not sound weird. ]