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12) “Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.”

“Y/N, come on, come on!” Ramuda chirped, practically running through his shop as he tried to find you. You could hear him from the back room where you were just putting on your jacket as you hurried over.

“I’m here,” you chuckled, waving at the pink-haired man who almost jumped on top of you as he raced to grab your hand.

“The snow just started! Let’s go to the overlook so we can see it more clearly!” he exclaimed, making a dash for the door. You frowned and tugged on his hand to pull him to a stop as you inspected him closely.

“Ramuda, where’s your jacket?” you asked, crossing your arms across your chest and staring at him like an expectant parent. Ramuda smiled sheepishly ad played with his fingers.

“I didn’t bring it, but that’s okay! It’s not that cold!” he insisted, spinning back around towards the door. You tutted your tongue at him, making him pout at you. “Okay fine! I’ll just wear one of these!” he told you, grabbing one of the nearby coats on the rack. 

“Ramuda, if you wear that, you’ll just ruin it and not be able to sell it to anyone,” you said, shaking your head as you began to unzip your jacket. “Here, take my jacket, it’s cold outside. At least I’m wearing a sweater,” you insisted, handing it to him. Ramuda began to stop you, but you were faster, walking around him and opening the door. 

“Now come on, didn’t you want to see the snow?” you asked, smiling at him. Ramuda was paused where he was, still staring at the jacket you had given him, but your words pulled him back to attention. His smile softened to a genuine one as he nodded and followed you.

#Inktober2019 WorldTour Day27: Chile