#cigarette guy

She couldn’t. It doesn't matter that she had put three sweaters on and the warmest pants she had. The cold won't let her sleep.

She looked guiltily at Tyki's back, who was sleeping about six feet from her, without any blanket. Before going to bed he had given to her the only two blankets he owned. And yet, it wasn't enough to stop the shaking of her body.

[Name] felt her jaw clench and nausea began to trouble her stomach.

Unable to handle it any longer, she crawled to Tyki, making sure not to wake the rest. She leaned over his shoulder and saw him with his eyes closed and his brow slightly furrowed. His arms close together and his hands between his legs in an attempt to keep warm.

She bit her lip to avoid a smile.

«So cute.»

[Name] stopped herself from touching him. Even from a distance, and with the cold involved, she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

“Still awake, young lady?” Tyki opened an eye.

"The cold won't let me sleep," she answered simply. “Come to bed with me.”

Tyki sighed. "Dunno, that doesn't seem like a good idea."

“Why not? Eeez sleeps with Momo when it's cold.”

"True, but Eeez is not in love with Momo."

[Name] raised an eyebrow. She took a deep breath suffocating her killing instincts and answered: "You must be very sure of yourself to assume that I’m in love with you."

Tyki closed his eyes and turned his back to her. "I'm not assuming anything, you told me."

She couldn't see his face, but it wasn't necessary. It was evident in the tone of his voice. That bastard was smiling.

"Okay, no. That never happened. You asked me and I didn’t answer-”

"Same thing" he interrupted.

“No, it is not. And don't change the subject.” Tyki put a hand on her mouth to stop her from raising the volume of her voice. "Hush."

[Name] rolled her eyes. Carefully removed Tyki's hand from her face.

"Look, the cold won't let me sleep, and neither will you, right?" she asked. “You were awake. Which makes sense, I mean, I'm wearing all the clothes I have, plus your blankets and mines, and my ass still freezing.”

Tyki rubbed his face wearily. "And your solution is to sleep together?"

"Why are you asking it like it doesn't make sense?" She complained. "Also, it's not like we haven't done it before."

Tyki recognized to himself that, whether he liked it or not, she was right.

“Fine.”

And just like that, both of them crawled under the sheets together.

"Night," [Name] whispered, hugging herself, doing her best not to invade Tyki's space.

"Good night, [Name]." He kissed her forehead and turned aside.

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