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He's not really sure exactly when he realized it, but he knew it was slow.
1.)
It was summer in the city and the two of them had the unfortunate pleasure of not having A/C. It had been going in and out in the spring, and by summer Kokomi was regretting not having the landlord check it out sooner. When the air is so humid it feels like you're drinking it with each breath, and the sun is so hot you get a temperature even if you're only outside for 5 minutes. When the ground is hot enough you can cook eggs and tires on all manner of vehicles are popping. It's too hot to do anything but sit and wait until it cools down, and for the two of them, too hot to even sit and wait.
"Kuuusuuuooooo," he glanced over the top of his book as he was reading on the couch, "it's hooooooooooooooot." Even he had been putting his powers in overdrive to stay cool in the hot weather. His fingers kept frosting over.
'Yes, yes it is.'
She flopped forward onto her stomach. She was just in a bra and shorts and she was Still hot.
"Cam't jou use your powwars." Her muffled words came from the ground.
'Try again and speak a language I can understand this time.'
She huffed, turning her head. "Can't you use your powers?"
'As much as I would like to stop this stifling heat, there's not much I can do about it. My powers are limited when it comes to things like this.'
She groaned and put her forehead back on the faux wood.
"You could get up and stand in front of the freezer. It's not like you're stuck to the floor."
She grumbled. With a wet ripping sound she lifted herself off the ground and Saiki watched as the floor seemed more like flypaper than wood.
He winced watching as she flopped back onto the ground unceremoniously.
Looking at her for a moment as another whine threatened to leave her, he closed his book and stood.
"Where are you going!" She called but made no movement to get up.
5 minutes later he returned and scooped her up off the floor. Bringing her into his room, he set her on his bed.
"Oh! Ooooooh, this is so nice." She melted into the cool fabric and smiled.
He smiled at her relaxation.
She made grabby hands at him and he shook his head. "I can't."
"What?" She sat up on her elbows and looked at him. "Why?"
'I have to keep the bed cool and I have to be on the floor to do that.'
She sat up all the way and leveled him with a hard look.
"No."
"No?"
"It's been too hot recently and I haven't gotten to cuddle with you at all, I'm sick of it. I want you up here."
"I thought you were hot."
She pulled on his wrists to get him to stand. He let go and the second his hands left the bed, it started to warm up.
"I am hot, but it's never too hot to cuddle."
He smiled and then laid down with her. 3 hours later they were at opposite ends of the bed allowing the only body part touching each other to be one of their legs. Even still,
"See," she panted as the room continued to warm up, "I told you I was never too hot to cuddle."
He laughed even as the action only made him hotter and smiled warmly.