the first snow has come along with the heavy cold that lingered underneath it. despite that he had tolerance around the cold, parts of his body had steamed within the fact that he was slightly cold. however, the tension had slightly burnt him up and wavered with the king of hell. nothing too obvious or too strong because well, he was a half demon and had reassured his self to control his temper.after a singular conversation he decided to leave but eventually the male wanted to say more things to him. he slowly turned, head tilted to the side along with a small smirk delicating around his lips. ‘ do you have something else to say, dear lucifer? ‘ he said, hadn’t really noticed that he was under a mistletoe.