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“Uwahhhh, it’s starting to turn cold, isn’t it?” Kanae mumbles, tucking his face into his sweater.
Kuzuha shivers a bit and realised that another year has ended. It must be really cold if he, a vampire, felt a bit chilly.
Glancing a look of concern at his fellow partner, a human, Kuzuha took off his own scarf (which had been given to him by this same partner) and wrapped it around Kanae’s neck. While fumbling with the scarf, he accidentally touched Kanae’s neck. A meek blush rose in his cheeks, which Kuzuha found endearing.
He would use this to tease Kanae in the future.
The next time after they’ve finished recording, it’s already evening. The forecast says that it’s windy, so this time Kanae is more decently prepared. He has his own scarf, but Kuzuha still notes the slight red that colours Kanae’s knuckles, and how Kanae rubs his hands together, blowing hot air onto it, all while stuffing them into his pockets.
Kuzuha grins to himself, the opportunity had arrived.
When people start to die down around them, Kuzuha grabs Kanae’s hand and ticks it into his pocket. One swift movement, no hesitation. Although Kanae is still calm, he tries to pry his hand away, eventually intertwining their hands.
“Isn’t it much warmer this way?” Kuzuha smiles, shooting a cheeky grin at Kanae.
Kanae feels his heart beat a bit faster. Kuzuha doesn’t mention the heat pack in his other pocket.
When they go drinking with the client they’re working with, Kanae is slightly wasted, not used to their client to keep buying drinks for them. He gently paws at Kuzuha’s sleeve, to say that he’s tired and wants to go home. But Kuzuha doesn’t take action. More like Kuzuha tries to escape but ended up entertaining the client. Kanae starts to talk less, slowly drooping on Kuzuha’s shoulder. Kuzuha grips his hand, rubbing circles into the back of his palm, a message, soon, soon.
When Kuzuha finally managed to get them out of the bar, they bade the client goodbye. Kuzuha hurries him to the highest building they can find with a rooftop.
“We’re flying, okay?” Kuzuha whispers.
Kanae shows him a fond smile and whispers back, “It’s always okay with you. Thank you,” before placing a quick peck on his cheek.
Kuzuha wonders why his heart beat a bit faster.
Kuzuha observed Kanae when they go out to eat. Kanae’s bangs fall over his face, obscuring his eyes. Holding Kanae’s bangs up, he wonders if he would ever get to do this again.
That day, even though it wasn’t cold, Kanae had grabbed his hand and placed it inside his pocket. Kuzuha felt loved.
“Hey, Kuzuha?”
“mm?”
“love you”
“love you too”